TOABH: Self-Actualization

Beka’s latest blog hop question really had me scratching my head.  Not because it was odd or strange, but because it really made me wonder exactly what my dear Murray would need in his life to be completely satisfied and the best version of himself.

 

Self-Actualized.

Assuming that your horse has absolutely everything he needs (food, bedding, a warm stall, plenty of blankets, and a pasture mate he neither humps, maims nor gets abused by),  what does your horse need to be the best version of himself?

Early in his time at our barn, Murray really relied on his turnout-mate, Pippa, and I think she really helped him be a better horse.  I know it’s weird to think of one horse helping another become a better version of themselves (or maybe it’s not, we’re bloggers?), but Pippa really gave Murray confidence when they first started going out together.  I think it’s because Pippa laid down the law with very strict, but no unreasonable, expectations, but was also there for Murray if he wanted a partner in buckingfartingkickinggalloping crime.

I would love to think that Murray could do that for some youngsters in a few years, but…. maybe not.

Unfortunately/fortunately for me, the kid is also really smart.  Even when he was being “let down” from the track in Oregon, Murray would run races with his two pasturemates (Haflingers), jump over random logs and ditches in their huuuuuuuuuuge turnout, and once even jumped in with his owner’s cows.  Whatever he thinks of rules, the kid likes the problem-solve, and I can’t hate him for that…. However, it does mean that we have to keep his brain moving, and that he will need to keep his brain moving to stay entertained.

Murray isn’t really the type of horse who strives to be his best by himself.  He is probably going to need some help in that department, so on that topic, the first thing Murray  needs for self-actualization is somebody to love, fight, need (see: Queen).  But really, he needs someone who trusts him ad whom he trusts, who knows when to put the pressure on and when to back off, who can laugh with him and at him, and who can supplement his bravery with their own, and take some of his courage when they need it.  Is this person me?  Maybe.  If it’s not, well…. we’ll cross that bridge when we get there.