The horses call to me. In the depths of sadness, depression, confusion, when I have turned away from my path, they quietly nicker, they softly speak, until I turn around. When my footsteps have carried me too far, when I am lost in the wilderness of all things, they call to me. They sing the … Continue reading The Song of Equus
How heavy is your anxiety backpack? Are your shoulders tense? Is your jaw clenched? Are you numbing out on your phone right now to avoid the swirl of chaos in your mind? I invite you to take a moment and unclench. Take a few breaths and notice your body, notice where you are holding tension, … Continue reading A Backpack Full of Anxiety
If we never examine or give thought to our lives or the reasons why we do things, we are at the mercy of our reactions and whims. The subject of thinking, truly giving thought, is on my mind frequently. I don't think we as a species are taught to mindfully think about all that much, … Continue reading Why Do I Ride?
When Gabe and I set out on this adventure I had set the expectation for myself to figure out who I am without horses as the focal point of my life. If I could have brought my beloveds with me on this expedition I certainly would have, but I don't think either of them would … Continue reading Who Am I Without Horses?
Breathing in the fresh morning air, clear and crisp, a peaceful mareReady to munch on piles of hay, nothing to do but enjoy the dayEasy and slow, all feels right, feelings of safety through the nightA nicker, a whinny, her friends do call, beckoning her to come from her stallTogether they wander through the fields, … Continue reading A Happy Mare