ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT December 2014
By Tom Gumbrecht
“The
longer I live, the more I realize the importance of attitude on life. Attitude,
to me, is
Trainer Laura Ruben of Affari Horse Farm teaches the author about the patience needed with a young racehorse, first by watching and then by doing. |
more important than facts. It is more important than the past, than
education, than money, than circumstances, than failure, than successes, than
whatever other people think or say or do.
“It
is more important than appearance, than giftedness or skill. It will make or
break a company, a church, a home. The remarkable thing is that we have a
choice every day regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past… we cannot change
the fact that people will act in a certain way.
We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the
one string we have, and that is our attitude.
“I
am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% how I react to it. And
so it is with you… we are in charge of our attitudes.” – Charles R. Swindall
Powerful words… a quotation that
someone my age might put in a frame and hang on the wall of
The author beginning over-fence work with Lola in 2009. Two years earlier we were thrilled that she could walk. |
I have had more than one teacher of
this concept in my barn; one in particular left the racetrack injured and
showed up for our date with destiny at the New Holland auction. Now a permanent
resident of our barn, she goes by the name of Lola. We didn’t know that Lola had an injury
because an unscrupulous seller had medicated her, disguising a severe lameness.
A day after we got her home she was walking on three legs and a veterinary exam
was not encouraging.
Sometimes my initial reaction when
faced with a situation I can’t see my way out of is to feel sorry for myself,
and this was no exception. I had just gone through treating a severe,
multi-year illness with my gelding, Buddy, and I felt that I couldn’t endure
that terrifying roller coaster of emotions once again. Poor me..
After a day or two of trying to
figure out how to get myself out of the situation, I soon came to grips with
the fact that Lola and I weren’t going to be riding off into the sunset in
pursuit of eventing ribbons anytime soon. No, we now had another injured horse
to try and mend. Once focused and armed
with a rehabilitation plan from the vet, we began the daily work needed to give
Lola a chance. But how would I ever find the time to do this day in and day
out? It was still all about me, my bad luck, my disappointment, my frustration.
What I needed was a severe attitude adjustment, and Lola gave it to me.
In 2014, the bond formed by Lola's attitude and the author's attitude adjustment was now unbreakable. |
Did you ever have a dog who, after
you left her for two minutes to run out to get the mail, greeted you as if you
had just scored the winning touchdown in the Super Bowl on your return? I have
had a few of those, but had never received such an ovation from a horse until
Lola.
In the course of Lola’s rehab, we
spent a lot of time together, wrapping, unwrapping, cold hosing, hand walking,
laser treatments… and after each time I returned after disappearing from her
view for a few moments, she would nicker furiously, loudly and continuously.
Then her eyes delivered what her voice had promised. I have seen many emotions conveyed through
the eyes of a horse: contentment, annoyance, intensity, submission. I have seen
eyes that were agitated, tired and pleading. Lola’s eyes showed none of that.
Her eyes reached out through the stall door and connected my being with
hers. It was the look of acceptance.
This look of total connectedness and
the vocal assertions of gratitude every time she laid eyes on me were exactly
the attitude adjustment that I needed. It was so simple, and so obvious: I
thought that the bad fortune of Lola’s condition was my cross to reluctantly bear,
when in fact it was Lola whose life had been turned upside down, who had gone
from an athlete to an invalid, who went from having a regimented, organized
life to having everyone and everything she knew ripped from under her… and yet
she seemed to be the happiest horse alive.
This horse had much to teach me,
and it wasn’t about riding or competing… although she was to later educate me
in those venues as well. Lola went from
being a disappointment (though it pains
The author's wife Mary with Lola at her first show, Good Shepherd 2012. It was a long road to get there, smoothed out by Lola's fantastic attitude. |
I thought I had gotten a bad deal
for my $500 at the auction that day. What I got was, I got to be a better
horseman, a better student, a better rider and hopefully a better person. If
that were to be true, I can only guess that maybe some of Lola’s attitude
rubbed off on me while in her stall.