Many of us will never understand what that wild horse feels when he is pulled from the range. We will never understand the emotions he is feeling while he is being loaded for the first time, or while they feel the rope around their neck or the touch of a human hand. We will never understand that feeling, because we could never imagine ourselves ever being in that situation. We could never understand why, as a wild stallion, he would he reach out to me. But what we can understand is connecting with someone for the first time, that true, real, meaningful connection.
What it feels like to be on a dark night's journey- battling up hill battles at every turn- to all the sudden emerge into a new mornings dawn. That feeling when all the sudden, after a bad string of luck, everything finally starts getting easier and we are no longer fighting those demons.
That is how he feels, when he connects with me.
When all of his worries, his troubles begin to drift away. Never again will he want for food, because I will provide. Never again will he need to walk miles in the hot summer sun to find water, because I will provide for him.
All of his worries, slowly begin to fade away. But with this comes a huge responsibility- I must vow to always care for him. Provide for him. Protect him and love him. I must treat him as an extension of my body, insuring he is always fed and cared for. That he has shelter from the harsh weather and that he feels like he is home.
My favorite thing about a horse, especially a horse that hasn't had any human contract before, is how quickly they can come to trust you and befriend you. He doesn't care about what color my skin is, what I drive or how nice of a home I have.
He fears me or respects me by how I treat him. Imagine a world where we were as honest as the horse?
"The horse is a great equalizer. He doesn't care how good looking you are, or how rich you are, or how powerful you are. He takes you for how you make him feel." Buck Brannaman
How different this world would be, if we judged beauty on how people made us feel, instead of how they looked. Would you still be beautiful? Would you still have tons of friends, loved ones? If we spent more time on how we are making others feel, instead of how much time we spend on forcing our own agendas and opinions- we would accomplish much more as a person, and even more as a nation.
A wild horse is the most honest creature in the world. If you make him feel safe, he will let you know. But if you make him feel threatened, scared or in danger, he will also let you know.
How do you make him feel?