Kobi and I had an interesting lesson in trust on Saturday. We went on a nice, but short, trail ride. The terrain was very uneven, and had different colors where it had been flooded over, but now had full, solid footing.
He didn’t know the footing was even or solid, so he kept pulling the reins from my hands in order to drop his nose to the ground, to investigate where he was walking. I tried to be gracious and understanding enough to let out the reins each time he asked for them. But every time would pull them back up, giving me some sense of control.
After awhile, I realized that if I trusted Kobi enough to be the leader on this trail, I needed to trust him enough to give him the lead over the uneven, discolored terrain. So I did. I let him have his reins. He was working completely off of my legs and if he spooked – we’d have been in for a very fast, very wild ride. But he deserved and earned my trust.
He dropped his nose when he needed but delivered me safely to the barn after our (thankfully) uneventful trail ride.
There’s something to be said for trust…