- Category: Family
- Written by Jim Dee
Gipsy gold does not chink and glitter. It gleams in the sun and neighs in the dark.
~Attributed to the Claddaugh Gypsies of Galway
Twenty years ago, not too long after I'd met my wife (then girlfriend), we went out to her mom's place about an hour north of Wilkes-Barre. Wendi's cousin Brenda, who lived nearby, offered to take us out horse riding. I don't know about my wife, but I'd only been on a horse a few times. I'm pretty sure that, each time, I'd fallen or been thrown. But hey, I was adventurous and said what the hell ... So, we went out riding.
Each of us had an incident that day. For Wendi, it was more serious. Her horse became tangled up in some barbed wire and, somehow, Wendi was thrown. She landed pretty hard, square on her right shoulder. Hurt like hell, she said.
In fact, for years afterward, she experienced awful pain in that shoulder from time to time. Then it pretty much went away for a good while after Wendi changed her diet a few years back. That's great news, right? No more pain!
Then just the other day, it returned. She wondered if anything could be done about it and began asking around on the internet. One woman suggested that there could be some emotional issue there, and said maybe Wendi should think back and see if she can figure out if that's the case.
So, she apparently took some time and thought back to the incident, examining it from all sorts of angles. I mean, hell, it was 20 years ago ... What important, new detail could anyone remember about something like that, you know!? But it turns out she DID remember an important detail: she didn't cry. She said she recalled not crying about it because her cousin was there, and she'd have felt rather weak or ashamed to cry in front of her cousin. (Brenda was a rather tough country girl. So, this is understandable.)
So, she became absolutely present in that moment some two decades past, and began feeling that pain anew. She felt it so strongly that she actually began to cry! And then, guess what? ... Her shoulder pain disappeared!
Well, that alone is an incredibly interesting story, right?! Twenty years of pain, and maybe all she ever needed to do was release the emotion properly! It's amazingly awe-inspiring, and thought provoking. But, after she told me this, I began to laugh to myself rather hysterically.
"What's so funny?" she asked me.
"Well," I said, "You just needed to cry all those years. But remember that horse *I* was riding? I had a little incident that day, too, when the damn thing started galloping out of control. ... That horse damn near scared the shit outta me that day! So, I wonder what that means *I* need to do?!!"
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On March 30, 2009, wrote:
To quote the ever eloquent Col Henry Potter, "Horse hockey!" ;)
Cathartic crying fine ... ..but no cleansing in your shorts, okay?
Glad her shoulder is feeling better!
On March 31, 2009, wrote:
My therapist would love that story. Sounds like the therapy she is taking me through for PTSD.
Wait a minute ... your wife got the terapy for free. Damn!
On April 2, 2009, wrote:
That is an amazing story and it threw my memory back onto this rough horse draft:
Proper protocol for gentlemen describing ladies who have incidentally ‘fallen off horses’
I made the error of asking a lady friend, “How is your recovering going from falling off that horse?”
This triggered her quick response, “I didn’t fall off the horse; he threw me!”
Boy Howdie, was this the wrong thing for me to have said!
She temporarily quashed the kind concern in my voice, however, I’m improving slightly every day and feel like I will soon straighten up and ride right again into the sunset with revised comments like, “How is your recovering going dear, from that horse you fell off, which threw you?”
On April 20, 2009, wrote:
It means you are giving up wheat grass for prune juice and coffee?
On April 23, 2009, wrote:
I have an inexplicable sharp pain in my left shoulder. I am seeing an acupuncturist who seems certain it is bad chi stored up from 13 years ago.
The only part that made me think she was crazy was when she told me that I should give up coffee.