We thought having a horse would make everything perfect. It’s a dream most of us were born with; we were drawn to horses in some way that we can’t explain in polite words. We were a bit frightening to our mothers. We begin to lose whatever meager social skills we had for small talk … Read more
Mentoring a light heart.
Humans think we can resolve everything with control. Laughable.
Let him do it himself. Learn to follow.
After the last blog, a friend/trainer thought legs should have been mentioned. Or as she put it, “‘The Mechanical Leg?’ It taps and bumps and wiggles and kicks and urges the horse along just due to habit and maybe some well-intentioned but less well educated former trainer’s instruction.” She’s totally right. Over the … Read more
Altering our vision.
We need to let them be horses. No more or less.
It’s an obstacle course, by golly. And there’s a pedestal, by golly. We both see it, but one of us acts like it’s a meteor from Krypton. The lead gets tight, the handler doesn’t notice because the world has fallen away. Now the handler is nothing but pedestal, pedestal, pedestal. Horse thought balloon: (what’s wrong. … Read more
The rider’s dream goal is that the horse moves as freely under-saddle as he does at liberty.
It isn’t mystical.