Out of This World – The Wild Mare

It was a cold winter evening. It must of been around 4 years ago now. I had recently left my husband. Happy with my decision, but alone with a 1,5 year old. I was working at different ranches in northern Nevada, doing some photography jobs every now and then, living in my RV with my baby. I’m not the worrying kind, and I felt a freedom I’ve never felt before, but naturally it was mixed with other emotions as well. It was happy days, of hard work.

I drove out to the desert one evening, with my daughter sleeping in her car seat. I took some dirt roads up in the foothills, at the Virginia Range, outside Reno. I did this every now and then to get some quiet time. Off-roading always made my daughter fall into a deep sleep, faster than I could blink.

After driving around for a while I found a spot up in the hills, with a spectacular view. I turned the engine off, and walked outside. Since my daughter was sleeping in her car seat, I couldn’t go for a walk, but I climbed up in the bed of my truck, and enjoyed the silence of the desert. I didn’t see a single soul, and the noise of the city of Reno was far away. I’m pretty sure that it was moments like this that kept me sane back then. Before going back to civilization I took some photos of the sunset. I used my telephoto lens and zoomed in on a ridge far in the horizon. There I saw a pregnant mustang mare walking into the sunset. She was all alone, no other horses nearby. Which is unusual. At first I thought she was an illusion, a trick played by my mind. But she was there. Before leaving I took this photo of her. Like something Out of This World.

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I hope you’re having an awesome weekend!

Love,

Ms Zen

Weekly Photo Challenge; Silence

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What does silence look like? Show us your take in a photograph.

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When being around wild horses, young horses, rescue horses, or any horse for that matter, it’s of outmost importance to have a quiet mind. As a little girl, riding at an English Riding School in Europe, I realized that even the most experienced school horses reacted to my energy. If I was upset about something at home, or at school, my lesson rarely went very well…until I realized this, and made an effort to take ten deep breaths before even entering the stable. Focusing on not bringing my drama to the horse. That was a huge change in my life with horses.

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Spending time observing wild horses, I always try to keep a good distance to the horses, but still, I quickly realized that to be able to see them at all I had to quiet my mind. Their energy sensors are extraordinary. If I put my minds settings to silence, they usually allow me to observe them from a distance.

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Horses are excellent teachers in mindfulness. With a sensitive horse you are forced to be right here, right now. That’s actually one of the things that I love the most about them. If you are incongruent in your behavior, they don’t like you.

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Yesterday afternoon when I was going out to the pasture to bring my new horse in to the stable, we had a little scare. As I was putting the halter over his nose, there was all of a sudden a lot of commotion right behind him. (This is his second week with a halter, wearing a halter is still new to him. He is a young, sensitive 3/4 Arabian 1/4 Mustang.) He spooked and jumped right into the electric fence, got shocked from the fence and jumped in the other direction. I let go of the halter, it wasn’t completely on yet. He ran around the pasture for about 30 min. He wouldn’t come near me, when I had the halter in my hand. He wasn’t scared of me without the halter, but now he associated the halter with pain, the shock from the electrical fence, and the sharp pressure on his nose from when he jumped up in the air. I put the halter away, did join up with him. When that was successful, I tried with the halter again. It was still scary. I sat down in the middle of the pasture for an hour. He came up, and we shared a peaceful moment of silence, breathing slowly together. I gave him a body massage. After that he put his head in the halter by himself. I love ending on a good note. Even when it takes almost two hours.

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Love,

Ms Zen

Embracing Happiness

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This past weekend I’ve spent some time meditating on things that makes me happy. A conversation with my best friend triggered a storm in my mind. Not in a bad way.

Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony. 
― Mahatma Gandhi

I ended up scrolling through hundreds of photos that I’ve taken the past five years. The ones that makes me feel something are all horse related.

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I need to get back into making Equine Photography a priority. The connection I feel with the horses while taking them, learning more about their way of communicating, and the conversations with the people in that world, is actually something that I miss more than I thought I did.

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Maybe my recent purchase of a young horse have something to do with my thoughts as well? Maybe it’s the beginning of the year that makes me feel that there’s a new world of opportunities, and adventures waiting out there?

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I don’t know exactly how I am going to take this to the next level, but I trust the universe to show me the way. There’s a lot of anticipation, and excitement in the air. Here’s some of the photos I found on my computer this past weekend. It’s that feel that I’m after.

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I hope YOU had a wonderful weekend. Do you have any new goals that your working towards 2018? Tell me about them!

Love,

Ms Zen