Here in America, I think it's more common to see Chutes and Ladders but I grew up with snakes. I guess that's a little more appropriate for the Australian Outback.
My horsemanship journey has become like one giant game of Snakes and Ladders. And I think I've just landed on a snake.
If you were raised by wolves and are not familiar with the game, the premise is simple. You roll the dice, move the designated number of squares and the first person to reach the finish line wins. If you land on a ladder, you advance to the top; hitting a snake takes you backwards.
Cricket and I have hit some good ladders over the past several months. We moved from a relative fear and apprehension to confident cantering. We hit a big ladder when I started cantering with one and then two carrot sticks.
We hit a decent snake when she started running for the wall.
I don't mind the snakes. Not really. I've been playing this game with Cricket since the day she came into my life. Sometimes we make steady progress, avoiding the pitfalls and staying a relatively steady course. At times, every toss of the dice resulted in a backwards slide, often going all the way back to the very beginning. Other times it's been one quantum leap after another. I guess that's the nature of the game.
It's not necessarily what happens when you roll the dice but having the courage to stay in the game, even when things aren't working quite as you would like.
3 comments:
Keep on keepin' on! You'll get past this snake, too.
We had chutes, not snakes, but the game is the same. What a great metaphor for horsemanship journey. :D
What matters most is that you are able to keep your will to keep going. I think that's what matter most.
Post a Comment