What do you call it?

In the last post, I talked about the winds of change. Things come and go in our lives. Things happen or don't, we adjust and move on or we wallow in our own self induced pity and wish for greater things.

But what do we call it? Did you shift your focus or change your course? Did your goals change or did you rethink a few of your ideas and make better decisions? Are you letting go of some things or did you delegate some of your chores? Everyone has their own ideas and depending on the situation a different name for what is happening.

I for one can admit I like to do things myself. I always find it easier to grab things, jump in and get after it. I know it is being done, how it is being done and that it is done when I'm done with it. It may be right, it may be mostly right, but it is done. Problem is- who learns from that? I might, but if I am trying to teach someone something, they may not pick up on much.

Not many of us learn by 'not doing' something. A lot of us learn more in a hands on situation than by watching once and being set loose. Even still, once you are set loose- you are now doing things hands on and may or may not, still make mistakes.

Priorities are another big issue. Problem is, these change too. Which horse is a priority? Which one takes more work? Do I start with the easy ones or the horse that will be more time consuming? The easy horse will make more progress in a shorter amount of time and I can go do stuff with them, while the slower learner is going to take longer to bring along, but once they figure things out- it's set for life.

Sometimes we get overloaded and find ourselves asking, "Where do I even start?" Some of us just give up, say forget it and turn to something else. Or a bigger priority comes along and we toss things to the back burner and let it go for now. "It can wait." Which is what has happened with Kat for so long.

I still enjoy riding but I also enjoy driving. So with the big mare out to get in shape, I can refocus on him again and get him going. The one cart needs a few small adjustments and he will be put to, before we know it. When she comes home, he should be far enough along that he will just need miles. It's nice reaching that point with a horse. That's when you get to settle into the saddle (or seat) and just ride (drive) just to ride. I'm looking forward to that. That's when it is fun again and not so much considered work.