Over the past two weeks I have finally climbed out of the emotional hole I tumbled into last fall. True, it has been a very difficult year. But the numerous posts I started and didn't publish, tended towards whining, complaining and excuses. So tedious and boring. And riding started to feel like a chore too. An obligation.
It's a funny thing, how much good riding and good writing have in common. Self discipline for instance. Not being afraid to make mistakes. Attention to detail. How it's usually a good idea to have a plan before you start. Intention.
Anyone can learn the rules of writing, but without something to say, without that spark - it's just an exercise in form. Many people can hop on a horse and go, but to get on the same page with one, to speak the same language, I think most of us need instruction. I don't want to get in the habit of phoning it in... at the keyboard or in the saddle. And I do want riding to bring me joy.
So that's what I've been struggling with. In the course of keeping up with my favorite blogs, I've been struck by some fine writing about some fine horsemanship. They've inspired me to organize my life so I look forward to writing about it. Inspired to make the sacrifices that will allow me to progress with my riding. Exciting news to come on that front - save this space.
There is light at the end of the tunnel...