A wise woman once said that life for the clever is often too complicated to enjoy. Ahhh... the Confessions of an Overthinker... oh, so true. I can think my way into and out of anything and sometimes, I'm left with a brain pain...
What is most magnificent is that moment when I am free of thought, totally aware of sight, sound and feeling. And in that place, I want for nothing... it is that good. That peace came Saturday on a gallop through the woods, following my fellow fox hunters, listening to the hounds as they searched for and found the scent that sends us all forward. The smile on my face could not compete with the smile in my heart.
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I have heard it said, by quite a few, that fox hunting is perfect for the Eventer (horse and rider)... you see, "it's all cross country and no dressage." It is here that I hope to build up my Inner Cowgirl. I want to get back to the "over-confident-take-no-prisoners-maybe-I'll-move-up-to-Prelim" rider that started this season. She's there, I can feel it.
So when my Dressage Trainer* asked me why I liked to fox hunt, my only answer was... "I don't think. I live!"
*Note - Dressage Trainer was an Eventer and Fox Hunter... she gets it!
3 comments:
Yes yes yes! :) This is what I was trying to express in a recent post -- you use so many fewer words and get it down better!
oooo... I am behind in my reading! I'll have to catch up... I always know, I am not alone!
Ok, so I only went hunting as a Pony Clubber and it was a mock hunt, and then I went as a guest once...I really must go again. I'm surrounded by three fabulous hunt clubs. What am I waiting for?
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