Quiet time, please.
I need to go to the big box store oh no my list, I must have left it at home, what was it I needed again? I think a case of toilet paper and some hand lotion, and maybe there was….
I don’t have time to shush I have to start organizing for the family visit next week…did I remember to…
SHHHHhhhhh!!!!! We are riding now. No bustle. No thinking. Quiet. Shhhhhh.
That’s all fine for you to say – and we’re just warming up, I’d like to point out – but I have to work this whole month out! Do you realize all the things that are happening this month that I have to make arrangements for? Do you know what kind of stress I’m…
Yes. And shush. Quiet seat. Quiet hands. Quiet brain. Shhhh. Riding happening. You Must Be Present to Win. It’s like driving and texting. Accident waiting to happen. Throw the thinking into the back seat and don’t answer, okay? No matter how many times it rings.
Good point okay I need to be real quiet like super quiet like still and stuff so I can’t think about…did I pick up the dog food? OMGosh they are going to close! Oh oh…shhhhhh. I know, I know! Shhhhhhh.
Thank you. Now where are your shoulders?
I think I lost them? They’re not square! I lost them! What will I do??
You will hush, first. Shhhhhhh. Think of this as a sleeping baby. Don’t wake the baby. Shhhhhhh. Quiet seat. Quiet legs. Quiet hands. Slow, quiet thoughts.
Eventually, this worked. After 20 minutes of walk warm up, struggling to hush, I finally got my brain onboard with the be quiet and Ride The Horse thing.
Shhhhhh. It’s powerful. Strangely comforting.
Hudson knew the minute I stopped carrying on in my head. It was instant.
Hudson: Oh, there you are. Didn’t see you.
Jane: Mmmmm. Hi, buddy.
Hudson: (very quiet humming)
Jane: (to self) Shhhhhhhhhhhh…listen to Hudson hum.
We had a lovely ride. And a sharp SHUSH to self became a wonderful meditation.
Hudson started to amp himself up. I continued shushing myself: I don’t want to add to his amping up. He is having an allergy attack (being treated) and has hives. He’s itchy, and it makes him want to GO. I don’t know if the adrenaline produced by running blocks his itchiness, or if he’s trying to out run it.
But we had room, it was a lovely day, and I let him go. Some fights aren’t worth having: this was easily settled (and may have a physical cause). When he asked to stop cantering, I said no, and asked him to collect: beautiful, relaxed, easy canter, round and on the bit. Some of our best canter work to date. Then we went the other way. It was round, and it was good.
Shhhhhh is now my reminder word: get present, be quiet, and allow focus to happen. I have great ability to focus.
Once I shush.
(Do you have reminder words? Want to share?)