Midnight Musings

October 28, 2024

Written by Katherine Lyons

Care to Share?

For me, relationships have always been the most important thing in my life. Even when I was a stubborn little kid whose favorite word was “no,” I would be completely devastated if one of my classmates was mad at me. I remember one day in seventh grade a girl in class said everyone thought I was “conceited” because I walked around with my hands in my pockets and wouldn’t look at anyone. (Nowadays nobody looks at each other, but we didn’t have shiny screens to stare at back then.) I didn’t know what the word conceited meant, so I went home and asked my older sister. I was horrified to learn that they all thought I was “stuck-up,” when in fact I was just horribly shy.

For an introvert, and maybe for everyone, relationships are hard. There’s always a tenuous balance between what and how to share, how to receive, and how to be there for the other person. My personal goal (obsession?) is to never be in conflict with anyone. Ha! Good luck with that, Kat! Life is full of conflict. You may be able to avoid one, but another one is right around the corner. There is one lesson/strategy I’ve learned that has helped me avoid conflict more than probably anything else (when I remember to use it!) which is: not giving advice unless it’s asked for. Same goes for opinions, because while they’re a totally different thing, they have an equal if not greater chance of creating a rift between two people.

You’d think this wouldn’t be a problem for an introvert, because we’re so shy. You’d be wrong, at least in my case. I have a lot of ideas and insights, and at my core, though it may not always show, I really do want to help other people. Considering my penchant to keep quiet (close friends notwithstanding), all this stuff gets bottled up inside with nowhere to go. Hmm, maybe that’s why I had to write a book full of advice and strategies for equestrians. (See: “A Horse for Every Rider: Mastering the Art of Equine Selection”) With the book, I don’t have to worry about my advice not being asked for, because it’s not like I’m going into people’s houses and reading it to them…though that is a marketing strategy I hadn’t considered. Instead of an audiobook, I wonder how much I could charge to ride to work with people and read my book to them while they’re driving. I’m totally digressing here— sorry.

There are lots of factors involved with this sharing thing. Not only what to share with whom, but timing, setting and tone. Sometimes people just want to be heard and validated. That’s also valuable and important in any relationship. Making these everyday choices has gotten easier with practice, but I still screw up from time to time. With close friends and family it’s sometimes the hardest, because I’m the least guarded and yet I care the most; a troublesome conundrum. If you’re like me, you’ve got different people for different topics…. Religion with this person, politics with that. Even in the horse world there are so many different values, beliefs and personalities to consider, not to mention moods! It can be hard work keeping these things straight, and invariably errors in judgment are bound to occur, especially when I’m tired or hungry ;). I’ve gotten quicker at apologies and verbal retractions, and while they don’t take back the words, I like to think the sentiment is appreciated. Unfortunately this only helps when I suspect I’ve upset someone. Other people may have different coping mechanisms, so they might not tell me—and my brain can imagine all sorts of ways I might have messed up when someone doesn’t return a text.

Of course there’s also the reality that sharing got a lot more complicated with the age of the Internet, phones that are always listening, and everyone storing and selling our information. As I’m dangerously close to stating an opinion on that topic, I’ll leave it at that. I’ve always been a little in awe of those special people who don’t seem to worry about any of this. I imagine them being happier, more at ease with life and themselves, when in truth I have no idea what their inner struggles may be. Still, I fantasize about becoming more like them and know that for me…it’s never gonna happen.

I am lucky enough to have one person in my life who I can freely tell all of my thoughts, ideas and opinions—however crazy they might be—without fear of any harm to our relationship. Thankfully it’s someone I come home to every day. I often refer to my husband as a Unicorn, and he truly is that for me. The most empathetic and least judgmental person I’ve ever known, he laughs easily and loves me unconditionally. I’m not sure what I did to deserve such a magical creature in my life, but I’m not complaining. At least not about that ;).

August 12, 2024

Written by Katherine Lyons

What’s Next?

About a month ago I published my first book. It did not go smoothly. There were corrupted fonts and printing errors, it got “stuck” in review, and my detail page had errors. I firmly believe there are Gremlins that exist somewhere in the mystical space between my computer and Amazon because my side looked perfect and theirs did not. On the plus side, I’ve become an expert at contacting the customer support staff! And most importantly, all the kinks have been worked out and I’m pleased with the final product.

Needless to say, the last month has been filled with high-priority agenda items for each and every day. Following the year and a half it took to write the book and six months to produce and publish it, it’s been 2 years since I had a day without a well-defined task for my non-working hours. I realized this morning that I’m finally in a place to ask myself: what’s next? 

During the past month of turmoil, I found it increasingly hard to find any creativity at all. The Gremlins are expert creativity vacuums! Never mind writing another book, you should have seen me struggle to write a simple thank-you note. I was sweating bullets the first time someone asked me to sign their copy—and don’t get me started on creating a Facebook post! 

So what am I going to do with my free time now? Of course, I should be spending every spare moment promoting my book, and I will do more of that. But that’s a vague, never-ending quagmire in an area I know almost nothing about, which gives me butterflies (aka anxiety) at nearly every turn. I like structure, order. A start and a finish. So naturally I found myself looking at horses for sale!

To be fair, it started by looking for places to promote my book, but I confess to spending way too much time looking at a couple of gorgeous Friesian crosses on the Internet. “Two?!” my husband exclaimed when I showed him this blog…oops! He thought the one I showed him was just a fluke. Nope, that was just the nicer one! ;) 

Thankfully, this morning a little spark returned. Nothing big, mind you. Just this blog post. It’s nothing earth-shattering by any means, but from a girl who couldn’t autograph a book a couple of weeks ago, it gives me hope that my creative side may have just been hibernating after a very long season. What’s next? It’s still too soon to say, but at least I’m starting to feel that there might be something brewing.  

May 1, 2024

Written by Katherine Lyons

A Small World

I’ve always been a card-carrying introvert. Anything I’ve done in public has been with a certain measure of “push” behind it. And while I’d like to say it’s gotten easier to step out over the years, history tells me that the opposite is probably closer to the truth. I have scrapbook photos of me acting in high school plays and recall performing in front of packed audiences in college opera productions and various other choirs. I’ve been to parties and concerts, and traveled to Europe twice; the second time, I returned in the airplane cargo area, surrounded by horses in containers, with scraps of hay falling on my head—but that’s another story. Since my youth, I’ve noticed my willingness to put myself out there has decreased dramatically. I’ve been trying to figure out why, and I think it has a lot to do with the Internet.

What prevents me from venturing out of my self-imposed corner (a certain age group will get the Dirty Dancing movie reference)? That’s easy: fear. Fear of what other people think, of suffering negative consequences, or both. I keep hearing that over time we start caring less about what other people think—well I’m old enough and I’m still waiting! Thanks to the Internet, whereas I used to only have to worry about what the people in my own little bubble thought, now I have to worry about the entire world. The world has gotten so small that anyone’s public actions can be easily captured and displayed in a split second for the whole world to see. It will also stay there forever to be judged without context and likely held to a different standard in the future. So yeah, for us introverts, that’s anxiety producing. And yet…there is still a little part of me that wants to get out. To make a difference. To reach for connection and to be seen.

Where this inner push comes from I’m not entirely sure, but it must be inborn. Fortunately for that little girl in the corner, I’ve learned the antidote to fear is courage. (I’ve heard alcohol works too, but that’s never been my thing.) One of my favorite sayings is: “Everything you want is just outside your comfort zone." This reminds me that I need to use courage to overcome my default mode (see Wikipedia: hermit). 

These past few years something has been bubbling up, wanting to get out. Well, it’s getting ready to burst free in the form of a book. While this isn't the first book I’ve written, it’s the first I intended to publish, and it's in the final stages of production. AAAAAH! This is a non-fiction book with some of my own personal stories, advice, and opinions, and it’s for horse lovers—my people. So of course now I’m terrified, but I’m doing it anyway!

I recently watched William Shatner’s wonderful new, inspiring, insightful, touching, funny, and incredibly well-produced documentary You Can Call Me Bill. Can you tell I’m a fan? In the movie, he portrays in such a powerful way—with words, music, visuals, and emotion—how truly small our planet is, from the perspective of the whole universe. For me, this wider lens is like a breath of fresh air. I can relax into the realization that my petty fears really don’t matter in the grand scheme of things. I get a tiny inkling of what it might feel like to not give a damn about what people think (though I did worry about putting the “d” word in there). It gives me a boost of bravery if only for a moment, to do what I’m passionate about. Right now that is my book. After that, who knows? 

The world is small; life is fleeting. Might as well live it to its fullest. To boldly go…