Thrilled to be Freshly Pressed …

Life is what happens when you’re doing whatever.

That’s my variation on John Lennon’s immortal “Life is what happens when you’re making other plans.”

It was early Tuesday afternoon and I wasn’t planning anything, I guess, except to return home after a lovely few hours spent at the barn with Bear. As I parked myself in the driver’s seat of my car and checked my iPhone for emails before heading out, there it was … a message from Michelle at WordPress.

How appropriate. I was at the barn when I learned that my post Confessions of a Coaching Intern: Finding Clarity with a Pitchfork and a Song was going to be Freshly Pressed.

I am beyond thrilled by this tremendous honour.

My sincerest desire when writing for any of my blogs is that what pours from my heart by way of my writing will touch the hearts of those who stop by to read it.

Shakespeare and I have travelled a bumpy road over the past several years, but an illuminating and fulfilling one as well. It’s done my heart good to share our stories, and I will continue to do so as we continue our journey together.

My thanks to for the Freshly Pressed recognition, and to everyone who has in anyway supported my efforts here by reading, liking, commenting and following what goes on in my little equestrian world.

A kiss

To finish, a brief word about my closing line “Nurture what you love …”

On this journey called life, with the help of my beautiful horse, my husband and a good therapist, I have learned that it is not enough to say you love. The word is dead without deed; without nurturing.

Lots of people said they loved me, when I was a little girl, but life and family circumstances left me un-nurtured*; unable to see my Self and horribly traumatized. In fact, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder was my constant companion for most of my life without me realizing it.

A series of wake-up calls, including the one highlighted in my Freshly Pressed post noted above, started showing me there was a different way of being.

In fact, horses have been among my greatest teachers.

Horses demand that we be authentic, connected in self-awareness just as they are …and they call us on it when we are not. They walk on egg shells for no one and will keep offering up the same lessons to us until we figure it out. Often these lessons are not pretty. I know. I’ve been on the receiving end of many in my life as an equestrian.

Horses have taught me to address my anger, bitterness, disappointments, misery in my own time and not bring it to the barn. When I do this the barn becomes a place of nurturing, of healing. When I project a nurturing attitude toward Bear, he reflects it back to me. He is therapy for me only in as much as I am self-aware enough to receive the lessons he teaches.

Many horses (you can insert children, animals, people, etc. here as well) are abused by people who pay lip service to the word “love.”

To say we love is not enough. Love is just an empty, and abused, word without the actions to back it up.

So, nurture what you love … and that means you, too.

Dorothy 🙂
Horse Mom

* Since I’m being so open with you, I will clarify here that I am aware that my mother, a single parent pursuing a career in show business at the time, did her best to provide the necessities of life and to make sure that my brother and I knew we were loved. However, exhausted from her operatic endeavours, and managing a home and family with no financial or emotional support of any kind from our dead-beat father, and thousands of miles away from any extended family who might have been able to pick up some slack, there was simply not enough nurturing energy available to her to fill the word love. This is where I fell through the cracks.


©Dorothy Chiotti, Aimwell CreativeWorks 2013

28 thoughts on “Thrilled to be Freshly Pressed …

  1. Congratulations on the “FP!” That is an honor indeed. Keep writing and living life as you live your life…does that make sense?


      • You bet! I would like to amend the saying a bit to say “The only way to be is to be even better!” Strive to keep positive and always plan new goals for yourself…

        Enjoy your day, Dorothy!

      • I’m glad there’s no mention of perfection there. 😉 …. Invariably life unfold as it should. I have dreams in mind and I follow my heart … 😉 Thanks, Christian. Be well, Dorothy

      • One of the best quote I know of regarding “perfection” was made by a famous football coach named Vince Lombardi. He said:

        “We can’t be perfect. But if we strive for perfection, hopefully we get excellence.”

        We do the best we can, but we can never be perfect in life! Take care…

        Christian 🙂

  2. Congratulations! I remember the moment I received my Freshly Pressed email and how exciting it was when all these new people discovered my blog as a result. Excellent!

    • Thank you. … Your post on reflection and “mother” is a tough one for me to digest. I’m a woman-of-a-certain-age and my mother still doesn’t see me. My reflection in her eyes is uncertain and fuzzy and so I have spent most of my life not seeing my Self. Finding and seeing my Self through/in my writing is part of the blogging experience for me. It’s part of the reclaiming of a life lost in the shadows of my mother’s narcissism. I don’t blame her. She was in show business and a single parent. But she could not reflect to me what I needed to see myself. So, I write. And when I receive lovely comments like yours and acknowledgement from the good folks at WordPress that my reflections on an important moment of my life have been Freshly Pressed it allows me to see my Self a little more clearly. … Thanks for being part of my blogging community. … Be well, Dorothy 🙂

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