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Hold The Dog
My oldest son Isaac and I are on a long-distance road trip to Mongolia. We are attending the Nadam games (which are like Nomad olympics) and staying with Mongolian families in their gers. While the trip is a promising adventure in and of itself, I am mostly thrilled that my 16-year-old wants to spend time with me.
Going to Mongolia with Isaac is an amazing synchronicity because it is oddly well aligned with his coming of age. The national greeting in Mongolia is not 'hello' or 'peace'. When guests arrive at someone’s ger/home they traditionally say 'nokhoi khori' (which means 'hold the dog') before getting off the horse.
Isaac had a legitimate morbid fear of dogs when he was young so taking the 16 year-old pretty-well-adjusted (and not longer afraid of dogs) version of him to a place where people greet each other by saying ‘hold the dog’ is just kind of fantastic.
Below is a photo I made of Isaac (age 10) when he was doing exposure therapy and learning how to confront his fear.