Zen and the Art of Horseback Riding
How a little horse named Buzzy taught me how to live
It is freezing – an unusually cold winter day. The sun hints deceptively of a warmth that’s not there – at least in temperature. But the snow on the fields and the icy waters of the nearby creek reflect the sunlight in a dazzling array of diamonds and jewels reserved for this horse and rider. No coldness for this rider who is enveloped in the warm vibrations generated by the horse beneath whose breath advances in a musky-smelling steam. All thought dissipates as the rider is lost in the here and now -- all present, all being, all is, and nothing else. This book is about my foray into the magic of the equine world, about my journey of personal growth alongside and astride my beloved ponies, about difficult choices, financial disaster, children who hated horses, and lots of guilt. It is a book dedicated to horses and horse lovers everywhere, people who love the horse for what it is, and not for its grand accomplishments. But it is especially dedicated to a little, non-descript, bay horse named Buzzy: A horse who told me who I was, taught me how to live, and most important, gave me a piece of himself.
- DC-101, Incorporated, September 2011
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