Linda gave a fabulous demonstration of the differences between the Introvert and the Extrovert at the Harrisburg Celebration this last weekend. Playing with Remmer, she explained a really cool concept that she promised would blow my horse's mind. It did. I tried it today. Here's the technique.
Remember that Left Brained Introverts have to Think Before they Move. And mostly they think, "Hmmm, I don't really WANT to move. What's in it for me?" So when you ask your LBI to put out a little effort, they mostly stare at you - or stare off into the horizon, pretending to ignore you. So instead of asking your horse to do MORE, trying asking your horse to do LESS! Sounds crazy, right? Or maybe it's not crazy, but Lateral Thinking?
Linda started by asking Remmer to back up. Very very very slowly. And if he exerted even the tiniest bit of energy, she would soften more. She was practically blowing on him to get him to back up, rather than shaking anything beyond her one finger! When he actually DID move, she said, "Slow down! Not so FAST!" You could see his little brain clicking, "What is up with this blonde of mine today?!"
Here's what's cool: The slower and softer Linda got, the more Remmer was DYING to move. By the end of her demonstration with Remmer, he was motivated, trotting, floating, gorgeous and completely engaged in playing with her. Because Linda had taken the time to be provocative, rather than direct-line and used reverse psychology to motivate.
Now here's my version - because I had to take this concept for a test drive. My darling Gordon - a fascinating LBI - loves to lag behind me when we go for a mosey. I had been working very hard (!) at motivating him to keep up with my fairly quick walk and thought I had 'tried everything.'
Today, I started walking as usual and then remembered what I'd learned from Linda at the Celebration. So I slowed WAY down. I walked even more slowly than Gordon. It quickly became a game - who could walk slower? He finally just stopped and stood there. So did I! And I waited. After about five minutes of standing - which was in itself interesting because he didn't eat grass or do anything else but stand there, daring me to move first - he finally took ONE SINGLE STEP forward. So did I. And then I waited again. At last, he walked off again. I went with him and started changing it up a bit- I would walk at his pace, then slower than his pace, then back to his pace again and suddenly he started matching me. So I tried three steps of my normal stride - and he was right there with me, walking with energy. So I instantly went back to slow slow slow. So slow that we BOTH were dying to speed up. The result of my game: Gordon got interested in me, started matching my pace, I made sure I was worthy of his interest, and we had a great time together instead of me simply dragging him across the field.
Dang, that little blonde is smart!!
photo by coco blog post by norma
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