Last week I was spontaneously invited by my pilates instructor to go with her to the stable where she takes riding lessons. She wanted to visit "Tiger B," the horse that graciously and patiently allows her to ride him. She told me she needed some "Love from a strong and masculine but gentle male." I hesitated but I didn't know why. The usual things I had to do on a Tuesday afternoon could wait. Just as I could feel I was holding myself back she said "Oh come on, go with me, it will feel good." With that I said "Okay!"

Once there I was introduced to Tiger B. At first he seemed like an old horse only greeting us because he wanted treats. I was not impressed. I really didn't see the point. But I ignored my judgements and climbed into the paddock to feed him the treats, stroke his long beautiful neck and speak with him. He was centered and strong as he took a long look at me. He let me know with his gestures he enjoyed me being near him but his true interest was my instructor. Everywhere she went he followed her with his eyes or a turn of his head. He even made is way into the barn when she went for his halter. When he knew she would return, he came back out to get to know me. I finally relaxed in his presence and decided to go for a hug. He quickly butted me away with his head then quickly moved in close to let me know he wanted me near but hugs were not allowed. Trust had not been established. I appreciated his firm way of setting his boundary followed with a gentle reminder he enjoyed my company. He was just as my instructor described "A strong and masculine but gentle male." I thanked him, said my goodbyes and headed for my car.