About a month ago, I chose to completely cover my mirror. I covered it with quotes that spoke to me, poems about horses, and authentic nature. I included phrases that supported me in owning my voice and my authentic truth. There were pictures of me at 2 and 3 yrs., with my first pony Franco. Images of me teaching and smiling, smiling from my soul as I walked my path and lived my passion. Words that I wrote by hand in black marker, “Today I choose ME, Tomorrow I choose ME, Forevermore I choose ME”; I wrote those words to remind me of the importance, the necessity, and the value of choice. The choice to own my entire truth, my soul, my heart, my being at the molecular level.
In the last month, I have experienced myself in ways I had forgotten. I remembered how it felt to be living my purpose and my passion. Every day I looked at the photos of myself as a child with Franco, and each day I saw that little girl a bit more clearly. At first, I saw a girl with her horse, dragging him around his enclosure. Soon I saw the soulful joy in a child’s eyes as she dragged her pony around. Eventually, I recognized the choice of the pony going along with his kid in a peaceful way, with a gentle loop in the lead rope and a soft expression on his face. Finally, I began to see myself, my small body with long legs draped along his sides as he quietly grazed. I could see that I still lead a horse in the same relaxed manner. I could see a soul that came into this world with a love and passion for horses. I need to be with them, learn from them, ride them, teach them. I could finally see and reconnect with that perfectly amazing little girl.
There were phrases from different people and places that reminded me and encouraged me. One phrase from a song by Mary Lambert, She Keeps Me Warm, “I can’t change, even if I tried, even if I wanted to”. This phrase spoke to me originally about my sexuality and owning My Truth. But in this context, on this board, daily, I was reminded of how I came into this world with a love of horses and self. A passion and purpose intertwined with horses; A lifestyle that is lived with horses as teachers, a student, and a trainer. Simply put, a deep connection and purpose of contributing through my love and learning with horses.
Another statement that stood out, “I am enough because I AM”. This phrase has been hard at times for me to resonate with. I have questioned my existence, my purpose, my contribution, and deemed myself unworthy and undeserving. I have attacked my inner voice with ideas and belief systems that said that I haven’t worked hard enough, I haven’t earned success, I haven’t impacted enough lives in a positive way, and that essentially, I am not enough. I chose to say “I am enough because I AM” out loud, daily, and repeatedly. They were just words until they were not. Just an idea and a concept, until those words reached the marrow of my bones. I do not know which day I heard my soul respond from the depths of my being; I just know that she did and said, “yes, yes, you are and always have been”. It was a whisper that first time, but I heard HER, nonetheless. The beauty is that I accepted and embraced her response, her whisper this time, and it became easier to own every second after that.
About 2/3rds of the way through this little experiment, I drove my truck. It had become quite easy by this point to not look at my reflection. It was not hard; I did not wonder how I looked. I could touch my stomach and my muffin top and simply notice how I felt inside and out. I could state that I love and accept my body exactly the way it is and mean it. I have been listening to the work of Clarissa Pinkola Estes, Ph.D., her work in The Joyous Body landed a shot to my perception that I will never forget. She presented the idea that our body is our consort, our never-ending companion on this journey of life. Our body never quits on us, no matter how we treat her. We can underfeed her, limit her sleep, drive her until she collapses, ignore her needs in every way possible, and she keeps going and trying for us until she can no longer. She has my back and continues to rise in honor of my drive and desire. I was reminded that this body that I have not loved or cared for in every way possible provides my journey. I ride a horse through her, I feel a hug through her, I experience pleasure through her – a kiss, a taste of coffee in the morning, the smell of orange blossoms blooming, the sound of birds chirping or horses chewing hay, the sight of my dogs wrestling. I feel sorrow and loss deep in her crevices, I feel the painful reminders of old injuries that linger, it takes a minute for her to get going after I sit for extended periods, I feel laughter and emotion rise up from her belly, and I feel what others feel through her sensory perception that I embody. She is not my enemy that I must manage and abuse into an image or societal norm. She is my companion, my devoted and loyal primary relationship married to my soul on this journey of life. When I embraced the concept of a primary relationship being with my body, everything shifted. She is glorious in every way she has existed. No matter my weight, my drive, my abuse, she has always been there with me, not despite me, with me. I suddenly understood so many things about acceptance and self-care. I recognized that I must treat her with love and dignity, listen when she asks for what she needs, and honor her loyalty and gifts. I must honor her and treat her in all those ways I desire to be honored and treated by a significant other in a relationship. SHE is my primary relationship, and it is up to me to provide all those things to HER, MY body, MY consort.
It came to me Friday morning June 5th that this was the day to uncover the mirror. That evening, before the lunar eclipse, in ceremony, I removed the covering. I anticipated a moment of catharsis I suppose, when seeing my image again in that mirror. That is not what happened. As I began to remove the covering, the quotes, the images. I repeated what was written and looked deeply at the images, including those of myself. In one photo, I was teaching students, and the smile on my face was that of a woman living and being her purpose joyfully. The smile was real, an embodied joyful moment captured without distraction. I could recognize myself in that photo, and looking at the image, I could feel deep inside my soul the peace, joy, and purpose I was living in that moment. I was in my lane and doing my thing. I did not look into the mirror until the covering was fully removed. I was not nervous or excited, just present in the ceremony. When I finally peered into the mirror at my image, I ever so gently saw myself looking back. I saw my laugh lines, my freckles, my slightly crooked smile, the depth of feeling in my eyes. I saw ME. I really saw myself for the first time in I do not know how long, and the face looking back was beautiful and loving.
This experiment started with my horse Cleo and noticing how she embodies her self-identity. She showed me who we are is not our exterior or our perceived flaws. We are inside out. She is the same, you know; she is a soul being that experiences life through her body consort. If that were not true, then all horses, all sentient beings, would be identical. They are not; they are individuals who model living life through their consort and honoring the body’s need to eat, drink, find shade, rest, enjoy companionship without ever knowing what their own reflection looks like. In that teaching, she gave me the opportunity to begin to see myself through her eyes: my true self, my magical self, my loving embodied self. Today and every day forward, I get to choose to support and love my consort, my body. I am choosing to make HER my primary relationship, and in doing so, I will be a better daughter, partner, teacher, student, trainer, speaker, author, storyteller, athlete, and so much more. I will be able to contribute to my community and live my purpose at a deeper and more profound level while leaving love and gratitude in my footprints.