I know I haven’t written in a while but sometimes life takes over and my life takes over everything. Daily I hustle. I am a very focused woman and very disciplined in my goals and future. From Monday – Thursday every week I have no time for anyone or anything but myself. Every morning I wake up at 6:00am sometimes earlier depending on the day so I can be at work by 7:30am. I get ready while I make breakfast and my lunch for the day. I typically meal prep the Sunday prior so I can have my food ready for the week. I work full time and have a very stressful job constantly demanding to meet a high level of professionalism and expectations. Normally, I am off work by 5:30 or 6:00pm depending on the day. From Monday-Wednesday I am in class until about 8:30pm. I get out of class to drive to the gym to work out for an hour or two to drive back home the opposite directions from town to take care of the house, bills, the dogs, doctor’s appointments, etc…just to wake up and do it all over again. Sometimes I question why I am working so hard and what I am working for. To accomplish my goals and be a successful self-made millionaire, published author, and be able to inspire millions of people around the world, these are the steps I must take to become self-made.
From Friday-Sunday I have no grasp of reality or time. I literally do whatever I feel like at the drop of a hat; I live life in the fast lane. My weekends are spent with my family, friends, and people I love. I can catch up and let loose for three days and not have any worries. In my free time I read, write, practice, and study. I do not own a TV and my Netflix account goes to waste every month.
I am asked many times why I’m single and my answer is simply, “Because I haven’t found the right person to waste my time on.” My lifestyle is very diverse, drastic, driven and many people can’t understand or keep up with it.
This weekend was the first time I entered a roping in 5 years. Quitting 5 years ago because I fought my head too much and had a lot of personal things became a down-hill spiral that consumed me in a negative way. I used rodeo and roping like a drug and didn’t have or know anything outside of being a very competitive person. I ate, slept, and breathed roping to the point that it controlled me so negatively that I had convinced myself I wasn’t good enough to ever get better.
With the help of my childhood friend who has become my brother and mentor, Mark Balderama and his wife Rachel (who is one of my best friend and my angel) built my courage enough to enter a roping. Many countless nights we sat and had heart to heart talks over a few pen of steers, hours on the dummy, and margaritas to wash down my roping sorrows. With my strong support system of my family, Mark, Rachel, Curtis, and Rob, I knew at some point I needed to get back into the sport I loved and yearned for. I didn’t know when I’d be ready and if there was ever a right time but I knew that the universe would align everything out when the timing was necessary.
For the past month, Mark and I mentally and physically prepared for my first roping. We agreed that my first roping back I’d go with him and enter with him and ultimately he would have to babysit me and be my emotional support while Rachel was my good time to make me laugh and loosen up. I felt honored and humbled that Mark, as a talented and mentally strong man in the game would have so much faith in me to build me up enough to get me back to doing what I loved.
I planned my outfit accordingly and told myself when you look good, you feel good, you rope good. Just like being well balanced in my mental, physical, and spiritual well-being, roping is the same. Now that I am mentally strong, I was going to approach roping differently than I did in the past.
Showing up to the arena wearing Lucky Jeans, a long grey t-shirt that read “Young and Beautiful” in French, red lips, long chandelier earrings, my hair slicked back in a bun, and big Rachel Zoe inspired sunglasses, I felt anxiety as we began to pull in noticing the amount of horse trailers and ropers. As I unloaded my horse I continued to make negative comments to Mark like I wasn’t going to enter or I should just start heading home now.
I began letting my anxiety and the negativity of my fears overwhelm me to the point of no control. This wasn’t the person I was anymore and I wasn’t going to allow it to ruin my day. I know how powerful my mind is and I knew what I was capable of. I knew that the timing was right and I needed to step outside of my comfort zone and view roping like I viewed my life presently. As I sat on the side of the trailer I began to meditate reminding myself of what my purpose was and exactly what I was doing at this roping. I wasn’t there to prove anything to anyone but myself – I was there to have a good time and enjoy the sport I love and surround myself with people that inspire me and give me the opportunity to write. Ultimately, I was there to live freely!
As I rode my horse into the box for my first steer I felt my heart beating out of my chest and my nerves run down my body and into my horse as his heart began beating through the saddle. As I began backing Mo into the box I felt how excited and anxious he was and how my adrenaline and energy began to connect with his. We were on the same level and we were a team. The first and second steers I roped perfectly and correctly and Mo worked wonderfully and I felt good and excited.
After I roped my second steer I looked up from the catch pen to see a man I admired as a self-made business man and uplifting person standing against the fence of the catch pen with his signature grin, Steve Simons. I have always idolized Steve as a business man, roper, and person who cares truly for his ropers, animals, with such a powerful personality who avoids any negativity with his contagious smile. Instantly I rode over and gave him a hug. We briefly bullshited about our life and as I began to walk away, Steve said to me, “You are a strong woman Amy. My wife and I read every one of your blogs and love what you do. Keep doing what you’re doing. It looks like you never skipped a beat.”
As I walked away, tears filled my eyes as I felt a sense of empowerment wash over me – I felt honored and humbled.
Everything is about timing. The universe aligns the right people, events, and things in your life for steps to get to where you need to be. Thirteen years ago at Steve’s arena, I remember having an instant connection with him when I complimented him on his Ray Ban Wayfarer sunglasses. He told me he’d give me a pair because I was cool and I was the only one that got his style. Think of being 12 years old and being young and naive not knowing anyone or anything or even what my purpose was in life. I was again reminded that I needed to rope and what my purpose was.
As I walked back to water my horse after my second run, a cute little old man on a nice sorrel horse wearing vintage green trucker hat stopped me.
He said, “Little girl, where are you from?”
I responded with a smile, “Porterville.”
“That’s cowboy country no wonder you rope so good and your horse is so nice.”
“Well, thank you so much sir,” I replied proudly.
“You really rope strong. You get your arm up like this,” as he demonstrated how I swung.
I proudly walked away with a smile as yet again, I was humbled and honored knowing that I had been riding Mo since he was 2 years old and made him into a head horse with the help of the Anthony family. Mo and I have a very special connection. I take care of him and he takes care of me. Some people think that animals are disposable and dumb but I cherish every horse and animal I have ever owned. The connection that Mo and I share is unlike any other. We literally work off each other’s vibes and energy and possess pure love for each other. Having the pleasure to be with him since he was a baby has allowed us to grow together as a team. He has never put me in a harry situation in the branding pen, in and outside of the arena. We have had our battles; many battles but that is what has shaped us. I allow him to be his own horse, his own spirit, and have faith that he will be the horse I need for every run.
If you evaluate Charmayne James and Scamper, you must understand that they were the best and a team because of their love and faith in each other. They believed in each other and worked off of each other’s energy. They possessed higher levels of energy frequencies just like Fallon Taylor and Baby Flo or Travis Tryan and Walt.
I walked up to Mark and told him the conversation that was exchanged between me and “the cute little old man.” Mark told me that the gentleman was Mark Scobie’s dad and again I was humbled and honored.
It was so good seeing people like Denny Watkins and the Eaton family who I deeply admire and have strong love for and who have always motivated and pushed me.
It felt good to crack back out and be able to enter with the best of guys knowing that they believed enough in me to win money with me regardless of how long I roped.
I study the Law of Attraction and practice NLP – Neurological Logistic Planning regularly in my life. I feel in order to be the best you must be mentally strong enough to conquer anything that life throws at you regardless of how bad you think it is. Every situation shapes us. In order to be the best you must learn, ask, listen, and surround yourself with the right people and have faith that the universe, God, or whatever you believe in will provide it to you.
About 6 Angry Birds in (Angry Orchards really) and quite a few glasses of Pink Moscato, I decided to pick the brain of one of my partners, friends, and one of the best in the industry, Brent Lockett.
I said, “Brent, I need some help mentally about this sport.” We talked about our situations, struggles, etc. and connected on a higher mental and energy level. We discussed how our struggles have shaped us and sometimes life gets you down regardless of the sport or industry.
I realized that again timing is everything. This roping was to provide me with the right timing to awakening my mind and test my mental capabilities, to put all the right people around me to motivate and push me and open my eyes to the beautiful life I live.
“Look around you. There is motivation everywhere. From the caliber of guys roping to the hate that is driven by wanting to prove someone wrong or prove to yourself what you are capable of,” Brent explained to me. This message was so strong to me because I got it…
I laugh as he looked at me and said, “It’s crazy how you think similar things about roping. You’re a freak of nature in a good way. No one has ever told me that they are scared of missing except for myself.”
Some people you just connect on a deeper level with. Every person that is put in your life is either to teach you a lesson, help you, or be a part of your journey. Motivation and inspiration was overwhelming at this roping and again I was humbled.
Leaving the roping empty handed, I left with something bigger. I left feeling blessed, humbled, confident, inspired, and grateful. Inspired to write, rope, and challenge my mental capabilities I knew that the timing was dead in line and every person that talked to me or I crossed paths with served a purpose. Thank you Mark for being my brother and having the faith in me to get me where I need to be. Thank you for believing me and pushing me regardless of my mistakes and battles.
Timing controls everything. From the time you back into the box and nod for the steer determines when the gate will open and the steer leaves the chute. The timing of how your horse breaks and the steer trips the eye determines how fast your horse will get to the steer. How fast you throw your rope determines how fast you will rope the steer around the horns. The timing of your heeler’s rope with the steer’s hops will determine how fast you stop the clock. Life is timing. Everything is timing. Every single missed steer, broken barrier, shattered confidence, missed dally shapes us mentally – everything is determined by your mind and what you choose to do with it.
All in all, don’t wait around. Work daily towards your goals and dreams no matter how big or small they are. Stay focused and take advantage of the people and things that God and the universe surround you with. Draw motivation and inspiration from anything and everything. Don’t wait for the perfect timing create it by hustling your ass off every day. The sleepless nights, the over drawn bank accounts, the emotional distress, the bills, the anxiety, real life raw situations…what are you going to do to make yourself the best if that’s what you choose to be? Me, well…I’m going to keep doing me and nourishing my life with love and happiness regardless of what anyone says or thinks! Bust your ass and step outside your comfort zone! Ride through the struggles of life. Kick and spur and fight your way to the top!
Peace and Love,