by Lynn Doerr, Guest Writer
I have a confession – I have two great loves in my life and I have no intention of picking one over the other.
One love pulls me with the challenge of forging a strong bond and finding the ability to communicate without words while offering the warmth of a strong shoulder when frost edges the meadows. The other love shares treasures from afar, the spectacular sights and sounds of a Marrakesh market bursting with fiery reds and oranges, cobalt blues, and bright lemon yellow or the simple pleasure of an evening aperitif along a remote river, the sun setting over castles etching their silhouettes in the fading light. Both loves feed my spirit, the desire to be my curious self, pushing physical and mental limits and opening new possibilities for pleasure.
While I’ve missed the opportunity to enjoy living with a partner in love (c’est la vie!), I’ve been able to feed my other loves, riding and traveling, almost with abandon. That little girl delight of seeing a horse still abounds in me even after spending half of my life riding. I arrived late to the world of equestrians, a desire tucked in a corner of my consciousness, waiting to burst from the barn. This love asks me to set ego aside (that human nuisance that feigns expertise in all matters) and free my mind to understand another being and glean context to build a partnership based on trust, not unlike other relationships we have in our lives. I must listen, interpret intentions, forgive mistakes, offer support and encouragement when necessary, and remember that we each have strengths and only succeed as a team; don’t ask for more than too much but inspire the stretch beyond old boundaries.
And my other love, the one that carries me away, and forces me to examine preconceived ideas and see light’s revelations as it filters through an ancient window in a Myanmar temple, across a Romanian forest floor, or tumbles down the side of the Himalayas. Travel asks us to open our minds to possibilities, alleviate judgement while we walk in another’s footprints, find compassion for another’s trials, and sample life in a novel way through all that we see, hear, feel, touch, or taste.
How could I ever choose between these two disparate loves – one that wants me home and another that pulls me across borders? And don’t these “loves”, passions not focused on another person, mold us into people who become better friends and partners through a more expanded understanding of the world? Don’t deny yourself food for your spirit; indulge your passion and let it grow.
Lynn Doerr is an avid equestrian and traveler working as a marketing and communications consultant in areas concerned with global health. Read about her travels on www.wanderlynn.com or join her to ride local equestrian trails at www.horsewayspa.org.