Master of my Fate

I always enjoy Dorothy’s blogs. This one is particularly close to home. This is one of the prime motives here at Over the Edge Farm, to find out how horses choose to interact with humans when they are “Free Agents”. One thing is for sure, the more I relinquish control, the more they choose to be with me. It is only our fear that inhibits the connection.

Horses under our skin

10390964_10203175476442829_4617673505203775771_n“The capacity to exercise control over the nature and quality of one’s life is the essence of humanness”, Albert Bandura, 2001.

Have you ever had a splinter in your finger?  A horrible little pinprick, just underneath the skin.  You worry at it, you suck your finger, you try to grasp it between your nails, but nothing shifts it and it seems to affect everything you do.  In the end, there’s nothing for it, you have to get it out using a needle.

Now, that’s where things get interesting.  The splinter under the skin, or the bit of grit in the eye – they’re under your skin, they’re in your eye.  But you are starting to get the feeling that you’re going to have to ask someone else to get them out for you.  You don’t often put the feelings into words, but what’s there to the fore is that nobody…

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