John and I saw a movie
last night called Buck. This was the life story of the original horse
whisperer who describes his brutally abusive young life with his alcoholic
father. He talks about using his knowledge of how he felt living in terror to
understand how horses feel when humans try to break them. He felt that he had a
true sense of the horse’s feelings and reactions because of his own suffering.
In one particularly
moving scene a women brings a young colt to one of Bucks clinics because he
bites and kicks anyone who comes near him. This colt was orphaned during a
difficult birth during which he was deprived of oxygen. He was eventually
revived and hand raised by his owner. In the end, Buck recommends that the
young horse be put down because he is so volatile and unpredictable.
In the movie, he scolds
his audience with his view that the problem horse always has problem human
handler (s). I thought, “maybe the horse
was not able to tolerate contact due to altered brain chemistry caused by his
birth hypoxia”.
I found myself thinking
defensively and with compassion about the owners in this movie, much as I do
about my parents and myself. Did we pass
along bad genes and make bad decisions unconsciously that allowed us to
replicate our family of origin or did Andrew’s suffering come from a prenatal
injury related to maternal rejection syndrome or both or neither. For that
matter, what causes the Maternal Fetal Rejection Syndrome and who thought up
that name?
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