In the Night Farm…Your Ride is Here.

Mentor in Motion


Yes, that’s Aaruba. He looks great, doesn’t he? Like he could trot 50 miles, race for the finish line, and emerge with all A’s from the ride vet. But he couldn’t.

My Aaruba looks like that because of who he is — not because of how he feels.

Sometimes, when it gets very bad, he shows the pain. In any other horse, I’d call the symptoms “mild.” But Aaruba’s pain symptoms were mild even when the colic diagnostics said he should have been thrashing on the hospital floor.

So, you’ll understand if I worry.

There are a few, precious instants when I can almost forget. When the weight of dread, so familiar now that I scarcely know it’s there until it lifts, is blown back by the force of his joy. When I remember what he is trying to teach me:

Live now, because now is all we have. Embrace the pleasures of sheer physicality. Run until sweat pours from your skin. Build muscle — it looks good and feels better. Bask naked in the sun. Eat when you’re hungry — natural, nourishing foods. Quench thirst with water.

The dividing line between body and spirit is narrow indeed. Does it even exist? I think Aaruba would say not. So, do not only what is healthful, but also what is right and good.

Challenge your mind. Live with courage. Be prepared to fight, if you have to.

Say what you mean. Mean what you say. Respect those who deserve it. Ignore the opinions of those who don’t.

Trust slowly. Love rarely — but when you love, love deeply. Discover passion. Practice gentleness. Never give up.

In short, live as the best of horses do, for all the time you have. Like Aaruba.

Keep running, Buddy. I’m right behind you.
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11 responses

  1. Tamara…this has made me tearful with joy and an acknowledged understaning~Kac

    May 12, 2009 at 2:46 am

  2. Thanks. I needed to see that today.

    May 12, 2009 at 2:56 am

  3. Beautiful.

    May 12, 2009 at 3:20 am

  4. Tamara…great photos of Aaruba. He is one special horse. I love your post.

    May 12, 2009 at 3:24 am

  5. You’ve got a great mentor.And he has an apt student.”When the student is ready, the master appears.”I salute you both.sj

    May 12, 2009 at 10:51 am

  6. Tamara, you are a grander woman than I. Your look into adversity and through it to the other side arriving to a stronger wiser you. This is something I admire. I have moved your blog link from under SM/CS/Barb horses to “AMAZING WOMEN” on my blog. You are in my eyes an Amazing Woman, and now my mentor in the face of adversity.Thank you!:)S

    May 12, 2009 at 5:08 pm

  7. Tamara, with all that has struck our little corner of the Southland of late this post did my heart good. It was an excellent reminder for me and the family here, and you said what Johnny Reb would say to us all if he could. Thank you. And AMEN!Kiss Aruba from me please. He is an inspiration!

    May 12, 2009 at 7:39 pm

  8. manker

    well saidamengp

    May 13, 2009 at 3:44 pm

  9. Aww. Thanks, Kac. :)Linda, I’ll pass the thanks along to the worth party — Aaruba. Thanks, Andrea. :)He is indeed, Lori. He is indeed.Right you are, SJ. Horses are the best mentors of all.Goodness, Susan! I shall try to deserve that…MM, hang in there…and I’ll be glad to kiss Aaruba for you. :)Thanks, gp. Good to “see” you.

    May 15, 2009 at 1:21 am

  10. Excellent and thoughtful post.~Lisa

    May 21, 2009 at 10:04 pm

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