enlightened horsemanship through touch

I’m in Brenham, Texas today after a marathon sequence of flights that began at 3:00 a.m. Eastern time and ended at 5:00 p.m. whatever-you-call-Texas-time. I’m tired (who wouldn’t be?), and I ache all over, not the least in the area of my serratus, which feels searing hot and painful.

I’m pretty sure it was dragging my carry-on around for all those hours and sitting in an airplane seat designed to fit everyone-but-no one, even the most heroic set of healing ribs and muscles would protest.

So I’m sitting in the Comfort Suites in Brenham, at a lovely little desk, with *gasp* high speed internet (a luxury I don’t normally have access to), typing with one hand and TTouching my rib/serratus area with the other.

I bought a pair of noise-canceling headphones today in Philadelphia, and man alive, are they great. Instant isolation from unintentional eavesdropping and engine noise, both of which I find to be the most exhausting part of travel.

I slept most of the way from Philadelphia to Houston, in spite of being seated next to a man so large that I only had half a seat. I hope he didn’t feel too badly about that. I just kept trying to get smaller and smaller.

Never a big fan of close proximity with my fellow man (hence my preference for animals), I’m overstimulated and over-touched.

During the past two weeks while I’ve been participating in one Tellington TTouch® training after another, I’ve been thinking a lot about how some people seek privacy and stillness.

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