I see blue sky, green grass, and yellow flowers. I can’t see red apples as my eyes perceive the color red as deep gray. I’ve been told that it’s because horses have a different eye structure from humans and can only see things in blues, yellows, and greens. My eyes don’t have the cones to produce the colors red, purple, or orange.
When you look at yourself in the mirror, what do you see? I guarantee that you don’t see the same thing I do. You also don’t see the same thing your mother, your partner/spouse, or your dog sees.
Perception is a tricky thing. We can only relate to our own perception, so we naturally assume everyone sees things the way we do. But as we mature and become wiser, we recognize that this is so far from the truth! Everyone’s perceptions are colored by their previous experiences, their culture, their brain function, and their unique senses. We all see things differently.
The next time you’re in a conflict with a person, or even your horse, remember… how they view the situation is very different from how you see it. Just recognizing that will help you take a step back from the emotions at hand and give you a chance to respond in a different way.
Someone once said: we don’t see things as they are; we see them as WE are.
How could seeing something through someone else’s eyes help your situation? Give it a try! You might be surprised at how powerful recognizing this fact can be.
Then stop what you’re doing and take a carrot to your horse. He’s hoping you will! He may see it as yellowish gray, but it still tastes yummy.
Love, Moshi
From Indy:
Jones. Indiana Jones. Also known as Double-K-Nine. KK9! I’m a secret agent dog. Oops! I wasn’t supposed to tell you that. Don’t say anything! It will be our secret. I guess I’ll have to deputize you as a Double H so you’ll be obligated to keep quiet.
Do you prefer yours shaken or stirred? I take mine diced with a touch of gravy.
Have you ever lost something, accused someone of taking it, and then found it later? Boy, that’s embarrassing. Apologizing just never seems to be quite enough. That’s happened to me so many times, I decided to hunt for Mr. Lobby myself, before I start pointing fingers… er, claws.
The cat says she knows where Mr. Lobby is. She won’t tell me. She thinks it’s funny that I can’t find him. I can see her smirking though the window. She thinks it’s funny. GRRRRRRR I want to bite her tail! Darn her!
Maybe I should take her a mouse, and see if I can buy the information from her. Do you think that will work? I’m going to give it a try. Honey catches more flies than vinegar, so perhaps I can “nice” her into telling me where my lobster toy is hiding.
Check back next week and I’ll let you know if it worked.
This is secret agent KK9, signing off. And remember, this is just between you and me! SHHHHHHH
Love, Indy
Jane Savoie
1174 Hill St ext.
Berlin, VT 05602
Jane’s Website
DressageMentor.com