What Pony Play Means To Me

Play is a refreshing joy to me. It feeds my soul, enlivens my spirit. To create myself a pony, running free, the grass under my hooves, the fresh clean air filling my nostrils, my hair whipping around me, my tail swishing behind me, I am alive and free and filled with joy. I am happy.

By emulating bio horses, I create something from nothing. You can use any role play that you prefer and I prefer human pony play. Alone, I stand and imagine my feet and hands becoming hooves, a long beautiful blond tail flows from the tip of my spine to be swished at my desire. The image in my head is colored and defined with as much detail as I can bring to it, making it as real as possible. As I begin to walk, I see myself in my imagination as a pony, walking, proud and graceful. I keep that image before me, and the movements of my body match the image in my head.

The human body has a need to be balanced and healthy. As we grow up into adults, it is important not to cast off our play time. Play keeps our spirit youthful. Play is just as essential to our well-being as food. It is vital that one exercise the process of creating daily. If you can create one item, you have a tool you can develop and hone to manifest your destiny and I do not say this lightly. To the degree that you can create something out of nothing is to the degree that you steer your self through the universe. It is a powerful tool.

I believe every human being has the ability to create. I also know that people get shut down by life experiences. Your teacher tells you that you have no talent in art--your coloring with crayons is unruly, someone says you sing awfully, etc. You stop trying, you feel that it isn't for you. That is a shame. I understand that only some people are blessed with talent, but everyone is blessed with the ability to play. Being a genius at oil painting does not give you the exclusive right to play daily. This isn't a hard task, or impossible thing. Children play naturally. It is an inborn ability that manifests itself as you grow from being an infant to being a toddler and child. You watch a movie about Superman, grab the bathroom towel, tie it around your neck, and zoom off to save the universe. It's that easy. It never became any harder than that. You just forgot. So now it is time to remember. It is time to claim that ability, claim the joy and happiness of creating. That joy is a natural state of being. Being is a string of consecutive moments in which you are present, accounted for, and purposefully creating occurrences. You are manifesting. You are playing.

That towel you used to be Superman was a visual aid. It made the experience of that play time more real. When playing at being a pony, using visual aids is a whole lot of fun. What visual aids you want to incorporate is up to you. What kind of pony do you want to be? Sometimes it is helpful to look at bio horses and choose a breed. Try to remember that "Palomino" is a coloring of a horse and not a breed. The original Trigger was a Thoroughbred and Trigger, Jr. was a Tennessee Walker. You might want to be a fantasy pony and all silver with glitter. Your imagination is the limit here, so you have a near infinite choice.

I have re-created myself as a pony many times. I was even a zebra for a bit. Whether you also choose to have more than one pony identity, each with a different spirit and attitude is up to you. This is your play. The only wrong is to not give it a whirl. If pony play calls to you, interests you, and you do not give it a green light and try, that would be a shame.

What pony play means to me is the opportunity to create, to play, to be, and let myself dive head first, long and hard into my imagination and swim for dear life. My life is a grand adventure. I have lived it keeping a youthful spirit because I have kept play in my life. Pony play is a passion for me, a hobby I love to return to and to share. I love letting my imagination race and creating myself as a Lipizzaner with a white coat and huge mane and tail flowing around me or a pretty show pony all in silver, my mane tucked under a headstall with a black plume reaching towards the sky.

For a long time I was a cart pony. I had experience with bio horses who were cart ponies and gave people rides. I wasn't a horse girl as a teenager or a rider as a child. It was my trainer, Rebecca Wilcox, who introduced me to dressage, obstacle course maneuvering, and hunter jumper. All of a sudden, my eyes rolled to the back of my head as something fun took on levels of discipline and training and the power dynamic of trainer-pony relationship was brought to a deeper level. When you are into play it can turn into a pursuit of discipline and training, a Mario Bros. game with infinite levels of details to perfect. I love games. I love being good, as best as I can be, at games. Just when I thought my love for pony play could be no larger, my passion leaped from being a lake to being an ocean driven through my veins, over-filling me with joy.

I am a submissive in the BDSM community. Being a pony improved my skills as a submissive. To be a pony, my mind had to quiet down. I had to learn to listen. Being a good listener is a fabulous skill. Any human being who has the skill to attentively listen improves their communication ability. When you truly listen, you hear, you can take in the conversation and respond. If you are interrupting, you aren't listening anymore to the person talking. In being a pony, I couldn't talk. I was free to listen. I had to listen and obey without thinking about it, adding comment, adding opinion, adding anything at all. The process was simplified down to command given, response obey. As a submissive, taking this newly developed skill into my practice of servitude, I am able to serve, to obey at a higher level than before.

For me pony play is expressing myself in a loving pursuit of discipline, training, exploring the power dynamic of the pony-trainer relationship, and creating myself as a pony. As a pony I am graceful, beautiful, willing; I have a courageous heart, I want to do my best for my trainer and I am blessed to be smart. Four legged gaits and obeying signals takes a bit of smarts.

A true blessing is that as a pony, you can play with other ponies and a trainer and join in social events, such as a fox hunt. Just as playing by yourself isn't as interesting as playing with another or in a group, so it goes in pony play.

I love my life.

I hope and wish for yours to be filled with fun and adventure also.

Huzzah!

- a.

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