|Posted by Patrick Kaye on November 14, 2011 at 10:35 AM||comments (2)|
I Told the beginning of MY STORY to Anna Walton. She wrote Chapter 1. I will take over the story from now on.
The next day I was still devastated that the foal had been dragged away. What the foal felt and expected, I don’t know. But I am certain what we both felt was FEAR, of great intensity.
So I went in search of my baby horse. How long I was gone or how far I went I don't remember. But when I got back,my black “Dad” (I had a white father) smacked my bottom for the first and only time. He was frantic with worry at my long disappearance. His name was Beswick Phiri. All the nice sides of me, I got from him. I was about four years old at the time, but resolved that I would go and find the foal. Perhaps that was my first conscience ambition. “I’m going to find the baby”. Long before I knew about “Goal Setting” (I shall go on at length about goal setting at a later stage. Specifically in relation to working with horses.) (and life!)
FIRST HORSE AT AGE FIVE. We lived where public transport was non existent. So getting me to school was to became a problem. My parents were very poor at that time and could not afford to buy me a bike. After the war steel was very experience. A bike cost Twelve Pounds. Donkeys cost two and a half shillings, and a horse cost ONE pound at the pound. So horses were the cheapest way to get young boys about in that rural setting during the 40’s &50’s. My how times change!.
My mother having heard that Winston Churchill urged parents, especially the wealthy ones, to buy their children horses. “Because-- Nobody came to grief riding a horse>>>> Except honorable grief”. They decided I should have a horse
So I was taken to the other side of the city (Johannesburg) and shown a saddled horse. “Look at the lovely horse Darling. Do you want it?”.
“No” I said. I want us to catch “my foal”. Years had passed and it was still my dream. I remembered it’s eyes. It must have been worse for baby horse! Not only was he taken away from his mother, he was “imprisoned” by aliens.
I had seen older boys riding in the distance. I had also seen the wild horses cavorting about, so riding one, was not something I had considered. Not for a moment. I was afraid of the dark and lions and tigers and the drums that reverberated in the African night. (My mother was convinced that one night 10,000 angry chanting blacks would storm over the small hill that separated us and “kill us in our sleep” How she imagined that we would be still asleep with all the yelling eluded me at the time.) There were also “milighters” and “Tsotsi’s” and other things that go bump in the night.
I had no choice, and the horse duly arrived. So did the emotion FEAR. The servant, having said yes to being able to ride, was told to lead it straight across the city on foot (60 kms). He was also instructed to teach me to ride, while my parents went working.
Everything begins with fear! A baby’s first cry is as a result of fear or pain. My birth was frightful! (full of fear). Hectic!!!! Born in South Africa in the Chinese year of the horse 1942 I was stuck in the birth canal for 12 hours! I was close to dying of suffocation. That first breath was gulped with intense relief. I remember it well!
I remember the fear of being put on!!!. How high a 15.1 hand horse feels to a five year old.
It later developed my philosophy and conviction about Karma. “First the pain and then the pleasure”. Sowing before you reap. But that is another story for later.
To teach me the relatively ignorant man ran me and the horse up and down the road. In those days there were no lunge rings or riding instructors on our side of the tracks . His name was Samson (for obvious reasons). That first day I fell off three times before we got back home. I was standing next to the horse crying and examining my wounds. The servant wanted the saddle off, and not knowing any better, just pushed it off the horse onto the opposite side. And onto my head. I cried more. “Solly, solly! I no see you”. A very genuine apology that provided little comfort or just went completely over my head. I badly wanted my mother and the warm safe comfort of her ample bosom. I went instead to sleep in her bed and while sleeping there, I wet the bed . When they came home my mother was full of sympathy for my scars. My father was scathing! About the bedwetting.
The one thing my parents agreed on was, that the main thing about riding was- “You (meaning me) have to get back on after a fall”. Even though they had never ridden. Years later my father tried riding but gave up after his first fall.
Learning to ride meant that the servant was doing what he had been told to do. “Teach my son to ride! Servants did not, - did not disobey their “masters”. Especially not my father - a man (from Holland) who fairly quickly adopted the racialist attitudes of his adopted land. How I learned to ride from then on is a blank until some major things happened to my life. The first was CLIFFORD and long before I learned the 10 golden rules of LIFE.
The definition of a successful human being is a happy one. So God’s number one rule is-
1. BE HAPPY! We were not created to be miserable.
2. Don’t step on toes uncaringly. But that does not mean you are responsible for someone else’s happiness.
3. Thoughts become things. So mind what you think about! Dream your dreams. Dreams come true. Aspire to great things!
4. You are a child of the universe, and no less than the trees and the stars, you have a right to be here. Or where ever you choose to be.
5. We humans are infectious. Be positively Infectious! So you can only spread happiness if you are happy. Don’t be positively miserable!
6. Make decisions! Children have no choice. Adults have no choice - But to “choose”. (Choose your own life.)
7. You reap what you have sown. There is nothing for nothing!
8. Tell the TRUTH. Always!!!!!! Even if it may be uncomfortable for you, or others.
9. Be here now!! In THIS very ecstatic moment.
The 10th Is left up to you. Choose wisely!
|Posted by Patrick Kaye on November 13, 2011 at 8:15 AM||comments (4)|
I have been promising to write a book for many years. But I have been a procrastinator of the finest kind! But today I begin a new life. I am going to start right now. It's about War Love and Peace. It is going to be somewhat scattered. (Like my mind.) Interspersed with daily thoughts. (Could get complicated.) Dyslexia rules! KO?
I have written bits and pieces over the years. I will be copying them and be pasting them on here. I was forced to have a horse at five years old. My objective will be to pass on knowledge that I have gained from 65 years of riding horses.
How have I become a Horse-TALKER?( Whispering is for secrets.) I could simply say- “A Bushman from the Kalahari Desert, taught me. But there is a whole lot more to it than that. So where and how did it start? It all began with fear
As written by Anna Walton
IT ALL BEGAN WITH FEAR (“Everything – just about everything, began with fear”, he said)
This is how Patrick Kaye described his first encounter with a horse as a small child,. It was one of many encounters to follow with this amazing creature. (Or are they “beings?). They would set the course of his life.
Their bond? They had both experienced FEAR. and from that moment they became aware of themselves and of their environment, with its dangers, and its pleasures. There began the journey of their separate lives. Was there to be a reconnection?
A journey from the depths of despair to euphoric heights.(and back down again. and back up again. and again. and again. Like “Hills and Valleys”. From pinnacles to chasms.
Experiences, which formed his simple philosophy, and approach to horses and life.
He says-“Life consists of Three things- Decisions! “Hills and Valleys” and Attitude
Decisions., Decisions, Decisions! All day every day! And it matters not whether you take left or right you going to get Hills and valleys.
Whether you are climbing up or down, Nature will reward or punish you according to the three ingredients of “success” and “failure”. Both need the same 3 ingredients. They are- 1) attitude 2) Attitude AND 3) ATTITUDE,
Thoughts become things- Mind what you think about. If You find yourself in a hole-stop digging!
DAY 1: FEAR at Night
It was a dark and stormy night and his parents were talking of some potential tragedy that was about to happen. They lived in a wild and lonely part of the highveld of South Africa.
He was too young to understand what the impending doom was about. He could hear the incredible roaring crash of thunder that shook the window panes, rattled the tin roof and made the earth vibrate beneath his feet. It made him feel small and incredibly vulnerable. The lightning that flashed and slashed lit up the faces of concerned parents in the gloom of the candle lit room. They had paraffin lamps but, they had not been lit yet when this impending doom was about to strike.
His father very hurriedly began to don rain clothing.
“What mommy, what?” he cried to his mother.
“Wait” he was told
“Wait?” Wait for what?! For what must he wait?
The concept of waiting was extremely difficult for him to conceive – and the concept of waiting for disaster to happen was more difficult conceptually, and unbelievably terror inducing.
His father rushes out of the door, torch in hand, his mother rushes to light a lamp. He is left standing alone in the middle of the room. A sense of dread builds. The thunder crashes, the lightning flashes… “What Mommy? What?” Her quick answer is drowned by the clanging roof irons.
Another mother raises her head and screams. It is high pitched, fearful!.
“What mommy? What?”
“Come! Get up!” the mother urges, “Hurry!”
He tries again and falls down again and again in this strange world he suddenly finds himself in. It is cold and wet, with flashing lights and thunderous sounds.With Buffets of “knock you off your feet” wind.
The river has mounted the bank and is beginning to cover the flood plain. THE mother again calls urgently to her baby. “What Mommy? What?” “Come!” the mother says, “Hurry!” The FOAL tries to clamber to its feet again but falls! What a strange and TERRIFYING world he finds himself in. It is cold and wet. With flashing lights, thunderous sounds, and gusts of wind that knock you off your feet. “Hurry,” the mother says Hurry! “What mommy what?”
The river laps at where he was born. In the dark the man has found them.
Suddenly the mother cries “WAIT!” It is a command, not a request. “Wait for what?” Impending doom is his only emotion. Unable to stand the foal lies waiting, trembling with helpless fear! Then out of the gloom comes a monstrous and incomprehensible apparition. The baby is fearful and tries to escape, but, his legs are uncoordinated and he repeatedly falls.
The mother, perhaps sensing the intent, stands and does nothing to stop the man capturing her baby. The man picks it up and puts it across his shoulders. She follows them as they hurry away.
The child is terrified! His mother, his very own personal God, is in a panic. She calls the servant to look for sacks and rope and frantically starts searching in all corners of the cluttered room. For what, he knows not.
The thunder grumbles as it rolls away. The wind drops and loose and flapping roof irons stop their clatter. All becomes quiet for a moment; there is just the sound of the rain. “What Mommy? What?”
“It’s all right darling. Daddy has gone to fetch a “little” baby horse…It’s just been born!.” He knew of puppies and kittens and chicks. The picture in his mind was reassuring. He had seen the wild horses in the far distance. They looked small.
A “little” baby horse would be interesting; he wondered if it would be as big as Rudy his pet goose. While his mother hurries about he waits in the gloom, wishing he could be cuddled up in her ample bosom.
Then suddenly, out of the dark hallway, his father appeared, placing this huge, trembling, big eyed monster right in the middle of the living room floor. He did what any horse would do - He bolted! They found him later, cowering behind a chair in his small dark bedroom. Reluctantly he was enticed out and back into living room to where the monster stood.
There on spindly and quivering legs, the bewildered foal stood. His mother set to with towels to dry it, all the while saying “It’s OK! It’s OK!.
The child was reluctant to go near it. The foal no doubt viewed him and all around, with equal suspicion. Who knows what it thought?
The foal was still there the next morning. It stood dead still. This reassured the boy and he approached with a gentle and cautious extended hand. He felt he foals breath on his hand, and suddenly noticed that the foal was looking directly, in the eye, at him. He saw himself reflected in its wide enquiring eye. He wondered if the vision the foal saw was a vision of itself. It was his first experience of “intimacy”. Pronounced and said as “In-to–me-see”.
13.6.2011 Seeing ourselves reflected in the wide and generous eye of a beloved horse is a profound experience..........'In your unfathomable eye I see - the vision you must have of me'. What do they think?
After a sustained stare, the foal reached forward to touch his hand. He felt an energy flow through him. Was it their first experience of the emotion, “Trust”? Then unafraid, the boy embraced the foal. Saying again and again- It’s OK! It’s OK! OK! The baby seemed to believe him.
There was no other choice! It’s mother had been cornered by the servants in the cow pens overnight. Until then it had been -“All Alone”. And frightened and confused and hungry! But its sense of “dread” was being alleviated by the cuddles of the boy. The boy felt “love” inside him. He felt like a hero.
Suddenly their bonding was interrupted by the men who came to reunite it with its mother from a “Wild herd” that roamed between Pretoria and Johannesburg.
And again there was FEAR when IT was dragged to her. Its body twisting and resisting, in a way that yelled -“I don’t must Nothing! You are not my Mommy”!!!!”
The boy was outraged by the roughness of the men. He screamed at them-“Don’t, Don’t! I am going to tell my Mommy! The men ignored him. He cried and cried!
|Posted by Patrick Kaye on July 5, 2011 at 2:34 PM||comments (0)|
What is “CONTACT” ? I’m trying now to relate this word “Contact” to when riding a horse. All the horse books go on about having a light “contact”. When words from masters of the past, come down to us in a translated form, they often lose their essential meaning. What is it like to have “contact” with another being? A human or a horse?.
Is there a difference between “touching” and “feeling”? You have to answer “yes”. It is hard to convey with words, the difference between these two words. I can be “touching” your hand and that would mean we have physical “contact”. Instead I could also be “feeling” the texture of your skin, and this is too would be physical contact. So what is the difference? I see horse riding as a mixture of love-making and ballroom dancing. There must be the emotional content of the love-making, along with the grace and technique required, to make two bodies move in Unison. (as in ballroom dancing.) You all know how are you dance with somebody you like, (all warm and cuddly) and you know how you would dance with somebody you don’t like!
So I must to touch my partner with sensuous and feeling “Touches” (perhaps a better word than “contact”.) “Touching” is not static!! At each touch I must “feel” the response, and then decide whether to proceed along with the same touch, or choose another. I do not wish to push and shove a lady around a dance floor. Nor do I wish to kick, pull, shove or force a lady for any other purpose. I want to her willing, enthusiastic and joyful participation and cooperation . “Cooperation” is the magic word, which leads to “Intimacy”. (pronounced as – “In-to-me-see”. When we have intimacy/in-to-me-see, We begin to anticipate each other’s thoughts and intentions, and so we,
Do this “thing” - “Together!”.
But as in ballroom dancing, there has to be a leader. In love-making there is the giver and the receiver. You can take turns “leading”, but you can’t both lead at the same time. There are often times when I allow my partner to lead! In fact it is very often safer to do so! (Like jumping a big jump or swinging from a chandelier.)
Let me now replaced the word “contact” with the word “touch”. My touch must “explain!” It must have a “message” of my intent. It must convey a “meaning” or description. It must convey the “emotion” behind the touch. Does it convey “Hurry”, Relax dam-it! or “Turn” and “stop”?
Whatever they are riding, trying to get men to ride “sensuously” is difficult. The best that I have come up with, is to say to them- “It’s not the fact that you have a boob in your hand that is going to delight the lady. It is what you do with it, that counts.”
Therefore will you consider the value of the whole world becoming aware of the fact that the things we stick in horses mouths and on our legs should be referred to as “PID’s” (Pain Inflicting Devices.)
I freely admit that I too have to resort to using a “Mouth PID sometimes. For my own safety, and for a short while only. Horses can easily be trained by use of their “intellect”.
|Posted by Patrick Kaye on February 26, 2011 at 8:00 AM||comments (1)|
Her name is JESS- I can’t imagine how she of all people, can think to give me advice, hope and inspiration. She, who has spent 6 out of 10 years in hospitals!. With many ailments, including kidney and liver transplants. She seldom sees the outside word and can’t know much about it. We had to speak on the phone today, as she is at present in an “isolation ward”.
Her first words were “I have heard that you are sick, what’s the matter”?? Never mind me I said- How are You?. Then she said, “No tell me about you first.”
I told her briefly and she replied- “So we are both climbing mountains! GOOD! It makes us strong!”.
I cry as I write and am humbled! . Mine is such a little hill. I know I will be well again. But DOES SHE? God grant me please, her strength to fulfill my dreams.
I hope Jess will be there to help me if I falter. Because she always positive and loving.
As for how she was doing?? This she waved away with “It’s far too complicated to tell you now. So let’s get on with gossip until the nursing staff need to interrupt.(Which they soon did.) I love that Lady!!!!!
|Posted by Patrick Kaye on January 23, 2011 at 10:27 AM||comments (0)|
I am so happy that now there are hundreds if not thousands of horsemen, women and children who have experienced the “CENTAUR FEELING”. It was a bushman fifty klicks north of Kuruman in the Kalahari desert that set me on the path.
I first demonstrated Bridle-less riding at the Epol International Indoor Show in South Africa during 1980 to thunderous applause from the general public. Sadly though, the “Horse Society” took the view that it was a “Circus Trick”. The elite riders and competitors were of the opinion that I was “So lucky to have such a tame horse”. When it was my stated intention to win the 1984 S.A. Eventing Championships – Bridle-less – They banned me from doing it.
My horse “O’Malley” was perplexed, disappointed and even evasive about having a PID in his mouth. Even though I promised him I would not use the PID. He was 20 and had been retired for two years, but “He” won it anyway!
In the cross country phase all I did was, use my two handled neck strap to hang onto, and my eyes to point the way, shouting “RUN MY BEST BUDDY! RUN!!! . Jumping 30 obstacles up hill and down. Eyeing each fence carefully, he eagerly took on their specific challenge. Some scared me.
That old horse ran his guts out for me. I cry now as I think about it.
He crossed the finish line, “Head Up & Full of Running!”. And I said to him “It’s done!” and he stumbled and fumbled to a stop. UTTERLY EXHAUSTED!
What stuns and humbles me most is- If that finish line had been much much much further on, He would have galloped until his heart burst. I know it!!..
He then went on to do an immaculate Show Jumping round. Winning by 1 point against the best IN THE COUNTRY. What a privilege to have been associated with the best horse in the world at the time.
O’MALLEY taught me the “Centaur Feeling”. Unlike the other pleasant physical feelings we humans we can experience which are all climatic and brief, the centaur feeling can last on ”high” for minutes at a time. It’s as though ‘we’ have the use of these 4 mighty legs, and ‘we’ are making mutual decisions to get this job done with gusto. Appropriately and mutually for ‘our’ safety, comfort, fun, and glory.
|Posted by Patrick Kaye on December 19, 2010 at 2:54 PM||comments (1)|
There were three gods who sat in heaven or a couple billion years, playing with the tides the dinosaurs, and they got a bit bored with that, so they decided to create mankind in their image here on earth. But just before they were about to do it one of them said,
" If we create mankind down there in our image, He/she will have total knowledge, and that there will be even more of us playing with this darn thing. So they gave the idea op for another couple of million years, and got into “Continental Drifting”. They got sick of the dinosaurs, and so they pushed the ice on top of them. But again boredom set in! And again the question of creating mankind down there in their image came up.
This time though one of them said, we will hide total knowledge from them. We will hide it to the top of the highest mountain or at the bottom of the deepest sea.
The others thought about that for a while, but then concluded that if the man was created in their image, he/she would also have intelligence. And with intelligence they could find a way to the top of the mountain or to the bottom of the sea. And the one who got there might not deserve “Total Knowledge”. So what to do??
They decided, to hell with this thing called Earth, "Let's heat it up from the middle to make it burst into cosmic dust. So they started heating it up, when one of them suddenly said, " Wait I've got a great idea!”.
What we do is, we give man/womankind “Total Knowledge”, BUT we hide it in a better place.
We hide it inside him. Because, A) It's the last place it will think to look. And B) Those that seek will find!
And that is exactly what they did! They hid total knowledge within us.
If you don’t believe this story---I can PROVE it! (18 dec 2010)
|Posted by Patrick Kaye on November 13, 2010 at 9:35 AM||comments (3)|
I am in the process of building a new web site and for a limited time you can have free access to it.
Please use as the user name use "free" and for pass word use "free"
|Posted by Patrick Kaye on October 27, 2010 at 4:56 AM||comments (6)|
It is important that people know that the ultimate aim in riding is not to have constant and continuous lightness. There are times when horses require and like to be held hard On the neck-strap, and Not the PID in its mouth. (Pain Inflicting Device), At the other times/moments they like to be held softly. It's like love-making love, there are passionate hugs, and the softest and most tender kisses.
|Posted by Patrick Kaye on October 21, 2010 at 1:23 PM||comments (4)|
Today I shot a friend.
A wonderful being, who came for a week-end and refused to leave. While being transported to where he was told to be, he fought so hard to smash his way out of the box he was imprisoned in, that he injured his back for life.
But he won the fight and was brought back here.
For the next ten years he taught and healed people. Gave them confidence and love. But today was the time for his pains to stop. “Wayda” was 28 years “OLD”. He went “with Love” to the happy grazing grounds in the sky.
My tears are for you, you very noble steed. I am sad, but glad to have known you.
|Posted by Admin on October 18, 2010 at 11:30 AM||comments (2)|
THE “FREE FORM” METHOD
I actively hated horses. And with good reason, as I was later to discover. They are dangerous at both ends and uncomfortable in the middle. They kick bite buck bolt and stomp on you. They fart in your face with impunity, regularly blow their snot all over you, they’re hard to catch whenever and in all sorts of circumstances, and they are very expensive. They have no intelligence, (the ability to solve a problem) they take ages to train and they go lame, and somehow in between manage to capture your heart. And break it too.
Horses make people Kooky! Or maybe it’s kooky people who get involved with horses!
To get to the beginning of “Understanding Horses” has taken me 55 years. So far!
During those times I have often said to myself: “Now I understand, now at last I am an expert! Now I have finally arrived at a point of knowing what they are all about”. Even today I find myself saying again, "You have finally got "IT" Patrick!
BUT: Learning about horses is like being on a spiral staircase.
You climb a few stairs, learn a few things and arrive at a level above your head. The view and understanding from this landing is better. You have arrived! There you stand triumphant enjoying your view of newfound knowledge.
Alas, this view presents two choices. The easiest way is to stay and relish (or languish) on your landing. Either content with your viewpoint, adamant in your conceptions and perceptions OR you appreciate that this is a new beginning and start on the next flight of stairs. Stairs that have no end…
Is HUMANKIND really KIND or civilized???
A huge BIT of traditional Unkindness is DEMANDED by equestrian rule books.
Tradition insists that we use PAIN INFLICTING DVEICES when we are riding our horses. We are forced to ride with GUM CRUSHERS & SPEARS by horse societies all over the world.
Their rule is: Steel to make him go, and steel to make him stop.
You may not compete without having a strap in each hand attached to A PAIN INFLICTING DEVICE and it MUST be inserted in the horse’s mouth! Our ancestors did it that way OK!? You can be eliminated from some competitions because you are NOT wearing SPEARS. Those short STEEL devices which humans fling at the ribs of the horse with their heels.
People call them spurs so they don’t have to say “I SPEARED MY HORSE ON!” (“A Bit! Only a little bit! I hope?”)
The pain inflicting device that humankind (?) put in the mouths of horses is called “A Bit?”
Because it only causes a BIT of Pain? Because it is just a BIT of steel on the horse’s gums?
Because it allows a human to give the horse a bit (a piece) of his/her mind?
And also so the horse can go ON the Pain Inflicting BIT of a device. And so the horse can go behind or above the BIT thing that he is supposed to come down ON TO?
(Some BITS of this narrative are a BIT confusing.)
When a horse has bit a BIT and is going at speed, riders say he bit the BIT (Meaning: he took the bit between his teeth). Germans speaking English call it a BITE, but very few horses can bite a BIT even a little BIT.
Horse-Societies, dressage-aunties and Cowboys, who have never milked a cow, decide that this bit of steel is a hard BIT or soft BIT. And that bit of steel shaped a bit like a BIT is a mild BIT. The mild BITS are made out of BITS of mild steel, you see. There are BITS of hard plastic moulded into straight bars with lumps at odd and random places, to poke & graunch his tongue, gums and lips. The makers claim that because it is fruit flavoured, so it will make the horse’s mouth happy! (A bloody cheek or great marketing?) What do you think?
Not forgetting the BITS made of rubber. Have you ever tried sucking a bit of motor car tyre?
So many BITS to choose from, but with a bit of this BIT and a bit of that BIT, we can make yet another BIT to properly “BIT” a horse.
We listen to neighbours, friends, riding instructors, but NEVER consider the horse’s anatomy or opinion. Or does talking of the horses opinion sound to KOOKY for you?
BITS, like ladies’ dresses, come and go in fashion. Some are too short and some are too thin. So are BITS: (The Myler BIT being really “IN” at the moment. Ja! IN the horse’s mouth!)
Horses are lucky that mankind (?) didn’t decide to control them like bulls and camels with a ring through the nose. That would really have served them right! Or what?
When buying a PAIN INFLICTING DEVICE do you consider if the horse has:
a) A thick tongue
b) A low pallet
c) A small mouth.
d) A wide or narrow mouth (Try wearing some else’s dentures!!)
There is an alternative:
“THE FREE FORM METHOD” OF HORSEwoMANSHIP"
Solve dozens of fears, vices, maladies & mental traumas that are part of a “delinquent?” behaviour without pain inflicting devices.
The “free form method” includes the use of a bit, in the early stages BUT you are not dependant on IT. Except for safety! Losing a BIT will gain you a LOT.
Because with a little BIT of skill you can do a lot more than with a BIT of steel.
The free form method is not some mystical and kooky fringe sect. - It is down to earth, practical steps that lead to understanding and enthusiastic co-operation from the horse for all disciplines. Dressage, Show Jumping, Eventing, Driving, Western etc. With simple, logical methods, we turn a crazy horse into a co-operative friend.
The FreeForm method is based on the principle that everything we want a horse to do is possible to achieve by using his intellect.
Everything in the Classical system is based on physical manipulation, which means causing pain (discomfort) to the horse to gain a result. The reward to the horse is the absence of pain. He learns by avoiding pain. Pretty barbaric in this day and age of enlightenment.
Very little attention has been given to the intellectual capabilities the horse.
A well trained dog can learn about thirty words; but a horse can learn about a hundred.
Sadly humans start schooling a horse before the horse has understood the concept of “good” (With whips and spurs and Pain Inflicting Devices (PIDs) for their mouths.)
A puppy seems to learn from its mother what “good” means, but a horse has to go through a process to understand the concept of “GOOD” When a horse realizes that he is in a “learning process” that has “REWARD” as an end result, their enthusiastic participation becomes very obvious.
This process is not easy to write about. It takes 3 hours to explain it verbally to a human, but only about 20 minutes for a horse to learn. It has to be “seen” to be understood intellectually. More importantly it has to be “felt”. It is a hands on experience. My hands have to touch your hands! (A video is in the process of being made.)
The FreeForm method can result in Bridleless Riding - nothing on the horse’s head at all, just a specially designed neck-strap. It's what's "in" his head that counts.
I have given demonstrations at international horse shows and here in South Africa to thunderous applause. But the dismaying factor is that generally people think that this is one special horse and one special man. It is NOT SO! It is not a giant leap, it is small and easy steps that horses adapt to very easily and happily. To convert a horse to bridleless riding to the standard it has already reached, takes about 3 to 5 hours.
NOTE however that this aspect of FREE FORM riding is not specifically what I am trying to promote. I am trying to promote ‘inter-species communication’ between horse and human. To develop a common language between us called "HORSEASE" (horse ease). To help ease the burden of his life - Us riders, Human Kind?
It allows us to be kinder and yet even more effective in developing a wonderful feeling called Synergy. A glorious joining sensation of the bodies and minds that can peak /climax for minutes at a time. I am writing a book called HORSE - SENSE AND NON-SENSE. In a language called “ HORSEASE”. A common language between Horse and wo/man. The emphasis on “To-Ease the Horse” (into co-operation.) The nonsense will be what makes it a best seller.
I wish though , that it would be the “Horse Sense” that will be remembered for the good of all horses. To liberate them (even under our saddle) to allow them to express the essence of their beauty, THEIR FREEDOM – using their ABILITY to express NOBILITY, GRACE AND FRIENDSHIP.
HORSES ARE BEINGS. They are NOBLE. You can’t insult a human by calling him a horse!
Calling him a rat, cat, mouse, dog, pig, snake, fox, vulture, birdbrain, ostrich, chicken, goose, rabbit, goat or sheep works well, though.
I train horses, cats and dogs. The cats and dogs are wonderful creatures!
Horses are beings - aware of themselves and of each other. Having a high degree of communication between themselves, they are able to associate sounds with meaning and actions. Their potential vocabulary, their telepathic powers and the ability to grasp concepts is a fact which is greatly under estimated by the horsy world.
They are able to make judgments about us!
WHAT KIND OF CREATURES IS A HORSE?
A dog is faithful
a cat is independent
a pig is dirty
a sloth is lazy
a monkey is mischievous
a fox is cunning
Throughout the centuries and in many languages the horse is referred to as a noble creature!
So how do we define nobility? It means, having breeding, courage, integrity, honesty, compassion, kindness, honour. In basically it's all the positive aspects of the human being that comes under the umbrella word "nobility".
However before any of these values can come into play the has to be an awareness, of self and self worth.
I do not believe that dogs are aware of themselves. They are just driven by the stimulus of the moment. If there's nothing happening, they go straight to sleep. It's only hunger and noises that stimulates them.
Horses are definitely aware of themselves, and have a sense of self worth. They make judgments, about other horses and most significantly, they make judgments about us.
You are either a good specimen of the human race or you not!
Hartley-Edwards made the comment that horses have been slaves to humans for millennia.
We have to move on to the partnership between man and horse (based on an understanding of the horse’s nature.)
The reasons horses rush towards home is because they think that the horses at home are stealing their food. The reason they are so suspicious is because they know that if they were at home, they would be stealing somebody else's food!
They are 3 basic ingredients of a correctly moving horse. They are:
(1) FREE FORWARD MOVEMENT
(3) STRAIGHTNESS (or bend)
These three principals have to happen in that order - and simultaneously. A contradiction in terms, I know.
No matter what problem you have with a horse, it can be traced back to the failure of one or more of these three principles.
First let us remember the 4 basic rules that the horse has to obey:
THE ULTIMATE AIM is to feel like a centaur. It is as though you have grown four mighty legs. And these legs respond as quickly as your own do. If you want to get somewhere quickly, you just go. You don't say "HEY! Left leg! Get me going! And you, right leg, you get me going too.” Just think about arriving at goal and your own legs take just take you there. So when you get it together with a horse it is because you are moving physically in sympathy with him, emotionally there must be a contact between you, and he it must be aware of the objective. He must know what the goal is!
I hope to explain how to school a horse in a kind and gentle way and to create a better understanding for the needs of these beautiful and sensitive creatures that we possess.
However to fully understand the principals in this you have to understand the following. (I do not think that anybody would get the full benefit of the principals if they do not understand the following five basic ideas.)
Every living creature on this planet learns by the “pain and pleasure” principal: if you put your hand on a hot plate (pain) you will in future try not to touch it again when it is hot. You learned through pain that it feels better not to touch a plate when it is hot.
Horses do not have intelligence – The definition of intelligence is: The ability to solve problems without somebody showing you how. –
Consider the following example: If you have an enclosure that is fenced off on three sides and you have dog and a horse at the bottom fence, with food placed on the other side of the fence for the dog and the horse, the dog will run up and down the bottom fence for a while and then he will probably go and look for a way out and discover that the top fence is missing or dig a hole underneath the fence or climb over it. The horse however will pace up and down the fence and starve if you do not show him the way to the food i.e. he cannot solve the problem.
Horses have excellent memory. If you take the previous example and show the horse the way to the food he will find it again tomorrow without your help. The survival of the equine species depended on their memory. That is also the reason why you can school a horse until he dies of old age unlike a dog (which learns with more difficulty as it ages.)
The horse respects agility and decisiveness. The herd leader in any herd of horses is the one that is the quickest and also the cleverest (definitely not the strongest). Horses rarely inflict serious injury to each other because in the wild an injured horse is a dead horse. This means that one of the contestants will withdraw if he/she feels threatened of serious injury and submit to the other. (This implies that the one who persists – decides to carry on – longest will “win” in pecking order contest.)
If you use any other creature’s body on our planet without its consent it is called RAPE. This includes the horse you are riding, because you are using its body to take you where you want to go.
Because you are dealing with a being you have to act with dignity. Because they are dignified beings they do NOT like their minds to be BYPASSED!
If I walk up to you where you are sitting in a chair and grab you arm, jerk you up and continue to drag you by your arm to some unknown destination, you are not going to be very impressed by what I am doing. Yet many of us do exactly that with our horses. We mount them, kick them in the ribs expect them to walk on and think we shall tell them later where to go to. Then without warning we yank them in the mouth to stop and put spurs into their ribs to make them go again without telling them where to go to.
If I am introduced to you and I walk up to you and put my hand right over your face, you are also not going to think I am polite. In fact you will probably think I am VERY rude. Our face space is private and we only allow someone very close to us to come into that space. If you observe horses when they first meet, you will notice that they meet each other with their heads first. Their face space is private just like ours. That implies that when you go up to a horse you should offer your face first and not put your hand out to touch him. “Share headspace”. Once you have made face contact you can put your hand on his neck – not his face.
When you meet somebody you cannot just ASSUME that you are the leader. The leader has to be established. It is the same with horses. You (the human) have to establish that you are the leader. Be a worthy leader.
Q: How it came about that I developed this method of training horses that I like to call the “Free Form” method?
A: It all started when I was still a boy and I saw Shirley’s horse lower its head for her to mount on its head! Later on I marveled at the relationship between her and that pony. How much did it like her to do such a thing? (Horses were not created to carry anything on their backs! They were designed to buck off anything that lands on their backs – because that is how a predator would try to kill them.) How much must it have trusted her then to allow her on its head? How did she get him to do that? Did it take her long to teach him that? What was the trick or did the pony just want to please its little FRIEND? I never got all the answers but it set me thinking about the way we are with our companions and (hopefully) friends.
Another thing that triggered this thought pattern was after I was chosen for the Lipizzaner Riding school in Vienna, I saw a performance of the white stallions in London. I observed the rolling eyes wide with fear for their riders/handlers. I remembered a little girl and her pony and the willingness of the little being to put its head down for its friend to mount and the contrast of these beautiful “SUBMISSIVE OBEDIENT” stallions compared to the friendship co-operation of a pony and its rider! I made the connection then that these beautiful beings should not serve us, but be our friends and co-operate with us. They should not be slaves, but free beings, dancing with us rather than forced to do “movements” out of fear for being punished!
Another incident that assisted this thought pattern was when a young girl came to ask advice from me as a BHSI instructor. She arrived on horseback but rode her horse with a head collar only. To impress me, she jumped the arena fence with her horse, but noticing my stare she got shy and with a flushed face she stopped quietly beside me. I noticed the co-operation between horse and rider, the soft touch on the lead rein and the willingness of this horse to obey its rider’s slightest request. What advice could I give to a combination that was so “one”? I gave her none– she became my inspiration to invent the “Free Form Method”.
I taught riding from the age of fifteen. I went to London and there got my British Horse Society Instructors Advance Diploma. I have since made horses my career. While I was in England I had an instructor who had a great influence on my relationship with horses. She asked me if I knew how horses acknowledge praise. Of course I did not know. She encouraged me to praise my horses and observe their reactions. Every week when she came she would ask me: “Did you see?” I told her everything I observed and every time she would only shake her head and say “Continue to praise!” No amount of begging her to tell could persuade her to tell me the answer…Then one day I saw it. When she came for my next lesson I said: “I know what it is, I have seen it!” She just calmly went on and said: “Well if you know then you know. You do not have to tell me!” and continued with the lesson.
All my excitement was swept out the back door! At the end of the lesson she came up to me and said: “Good, you can tell me now.”
I believe horses are noble beings. They are not creatures! I also believe to cause pain to a noble being is from a previous age and not for enlightened horse handlers. Bits are pain inflicting devices and are used to cause pain to a horse if he does not obey and absence of pain if he obeys an aid. I discovered that a horse is as obedient to a neck strap as to a bit in his mouth by entering the Complete Horse Derby competition with my horse O’Malley.
This experience made up my mind to set horses free!! Free them from the bonds of servitude that humans place on them. I make use of bits in the beginning but I am not dependant on them for my schooling and my horses are trained to be “OFF THE BIT” from the start. To be in self carriage no matter what stage of schooling they are at.
I taught many animals during the years and the one thing that sticks out like a pole above water is that all animals that humans train, dogs, cats, parrots etc, are all given praise and work for a positive reward (treats) when we train them. However when we train horses we use the pain and absence of pain to train them. There is no POSITIVE reward for a horse, only the absence of pain. (If a horse is in a paddock or field it also has “absence of pain”! Nothing causes him pain while he is free from the bonds of servitude we (humans) place on him!) This is the reason why I developed the “Free Form Method”. I know that horses acknowledge praise. I know they do because I see them do it. I know they work for praise if they understand that praise is the reward. I have experienced that they learn five times faster if they work for a reward and that reward is a phrase (word) that they regard as praise (and they understand).
I have learned simple tricks over the fifty years that I have handled horses and riders that turn rebellious, vicious horses into co-operative friends in less than ten hours. All of this is possible because I teach horses to work for a positive reward instead of absence of pain. I want to share these tricks with all horse lovers for the sake of the horse…
The 5 F's In short
Futuristic - knowing clearly and quietly EXACTLY what you want from him)
Friendly - tones using warm encouraging invite intimacy.(In to me, see!)
Firmness - by assuming the same authority as you would instructing a two-year old human
Fair - don’t ask for that which he doesn’t or can’t understand, or is physically too difficult.
Fine - If the bottom line of who YOU ARE is: "I am a lovely person".
Very decisive. but fair.
Strong but Kind & Gentle
Firm but Friendly
Brave & Reliably trust worthy
I am interested in research (even from amateurs) about the horse's brain and mind. Please help!
Q: What to do to keep both of you interested during enforced periods of light workout?
A: Teach your horse new words.
Q: How to start a young horse without a bridle?
A: Here I must confess that I have never started an un-backed horse from scratch without a bridle, as the only source of horses suited to eventing come from the race track. So all my "converted to bridleless riding" horses have been spoiled horses. However considering that so called "mad" horses are easily and happily converted to bridle-less riding I see no problem in starting a fresh horse. Its just a matter of teaching him "words" that he can understand. The most important point I wish to make is that the trainer should choose to make "verbal commands" the basis of training appose to only using traditional methods (physical manipulation) to enforce the words if he doesn't consent to your instruction. His consent must be the next most important aspiration.
Q: Teach a “hot horse” and “little chicken” rider?
A: Dear Chris,
Thanks for response, please let me know where you read about me. The most important thing I want to say to you about your horse being "a little hot" and you being "a little chicken" is that "I am chairman of the chicken club"! Being chicken is what made me careful and a good horseman. Not a daredevil or stunt man.
I shall always quote you: Humankind has sold them short for years. I am ashamed about the way they are treated. I suppose that is my evangelical mission to convince people that they do not have to hurt the horse to make it do what they want.
That we can in fact explain it to them in words of many syllables.
Q: How long does it take to teach the horse the basics?
A: This is a difficult question to answer because it depends on the horse. But it is quicker than with a bit. Sometimes ten times quicker. I am trying not to exaggerate.
Q: You asked me about the horse community in South Africa.
A: Essentially I must tell you that it appalls me as most of the riding in Europe, where I go to teach eventing. And I include in that the Spanish School in Vienna. This sneer against this famous establishment will no doubt bring the wrath of the dressage world on my head. My justification for saying this is based on the following: My training is steeped in classical dressage. I have studied under acknowledged masters. In the sixty's I was accepted as one of two foreign students per year to the Spanish Riding School of Vienna. I still love dressage, but nowhere in the world are there horses more unhappy than in that institute. While performing they have a look of terror in their eyes. They use a barbaric antiquated system. There is an easier, kinder, quicker, more humane way than that invented by Xenophon who wrote about it before Christ.
|Posted by Patrick Kaye on October 14, 2010 at 1:50 PM||comments (0)|
Love is and "action". A mental and physical vibration within us.
It's something that we have to "DO! We have to offer it, to feel "it".
It is not something that we "GET". So how do you, and all "Horse Lovers?"- “DO love” towards horses??
|Posted by Patrick Kaye on October 9, 2010 at 3:40 AM||comments (5)|
A few moments ago I walked outside to talk to 5 horses. First I smiled and said "Morning". They touched me gently and I cried! The intensity of their love made me say- "Thank you God for my life!" and I cried some more in gratitude. I wiped my tears on each of them. And then they turned everything around. They made me laugh! What amazing "Beings"