Horses

Nearly 20 years ago, I was invited to train in Natural Horsemanship on a ranch in southern California. For two years, once and sometimes twice each month I drove to my office outside L.A. During the day, I conducted business, and in the late afternoons and weekends, I took off my tie, put on my jeans and cowboy hat, and learned the art of communicating with horses.

It transformed my world.

I grew up never knowing what it was like walking with two strong legs. I caught polio when I was less than a year old.
There is no self-pity within my body. I never walked and, therefore, never felt the loss of my legs. As a result, I am convinced that my life on crutches was and is perfect.
From that moment on, I believed that if I wanted to learn an athletic skill, then my task was simple. Find someone who mastered what I wish to know, hire that one as a teacher, and then practice what they instructed.

Which is what I did.