Beginners Mind

I walk into the arena with my heartbeat in my hands,
No trophies in my shadow, just the dust of where I stand.
Every lesson that I thought I knew gets quiet in their eyes,
’Cause a horse won’t bow to ego, only truth that doesn’t lie.

And I’ve seen what labels do —
How they build a cage around you.
But out here, nothing’s fixed in stone,
You learn by letting go.

So I keep a beginner’s mind,
Wide open like the sky.
Every stumble, every small step
Is a spark that starts to rise.
And when the light breaks through inside,
It’s a joy you cannot buy.
Not the money, not the praise, not the power they define —
Just the power over self,
That’s the sweetest kind.

I’ve watched teachers draw their borders, say who’s gifted, who is not,
But I’ve seen quiet ones outgrow the limits others thought.
Horses never judge your story, they just feel the way you breathe,
And they show you where you’re holding on to things you need to leave.

And the world may chase the crown,
But that’s not where truth is found.
Every breakthrough starts so small,
You don’t notice it at all…

So I keep a beginner’s mind,
Wide open like the sky.
Every stumble, every small step
Is a spark that starts to rise.
And when the light breaks through inside,
It’s a joy you cannot buy.
Not the money, not the praise, not the power they define —
Just the power over self,
That’s the sweetest kind.

There’s a moment when the noise falls still,
And the lesson finally lands.
When the horse leans in, and the world stands still,
And you feel yourself expand.
It’s the kind of truth that humbles you,
The kind that sets you free —
Mastery’s not what you conquer,
It’s who you choose to be.

So I keep a beginner’s mind,
Wide open like the sky.
Every stumble, every small step
Is a spark that starts to rise.
And when the light breaks through inside,
It’s a joy you cannot buy.
Not the status, not the spotlight, not the power they assign —
Just the power over self,
That’s the truest kind.

Yeah, the power over self…
That’s the freedom I will ride.