Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time, there was a horse. Now everyone knows that horses communicate with humans from deep within; a capacity that resides inside near the diaphragm. They look at you. They resonate. Its not telepathy. Its not new age touchy feely bullshit. Its just the way they communicate.

In order to practice using this capacity you only have to practice the three breaths. Close your eyes. Bow your head. And breath deeply, concentrating on the inside of of your chest....above the belly, below the heart...... breath in and out three times slowly. The horses will respond between the second and third breath.

Something I have learned.

Talk about inconsistent. I go to practice the three breaths. I begin. I take one breath. I might even take two, and then I get distracted by a thought, and idea, an impulse, and I never concentrate on the third breath. Oh I take another breath....duh.... but I forget my intention to breath deeply from inside. I send a new signal. I negate what I communicated that I was going to do. We are inconstant creatures. Its a wonder the horses keep trying to communicate with us.

Equanamity.