Thursday, December 6, 2007

It is not enough for a man to know how to ride; he must know how to
fall.
~Mexican Proverb~


Horse, thou art truly a creature without equal, for thou fliest without
wings and conquerest without sword.
The Koran

Monday, November 12, 2007

Breathe



I hold my breath . It feels like I might never let it go. “Breathe” I have to tell my self over and over again. Why is such a simple task sometimes so very hard. Alright now do the million other things she is telling you to do. “Do it now!!”. Pull your self together breathe ok. Breathe again. Good. Try again. You can do it.. I know you can. Concentrate. There you go. Tell your horse what a wonderful horse she is tell her how much you appreciate her, but do it quickly and don’t break your concentration. Good. She already knows how much you love her but it never hurts to say thank you again does it. Alright lets try the jump again. Think all the way. That's right collect, collect, energy don’t forget to give. “Ooops!!” don’t worry thank your horse tell her you are trying. “Breathe”. Alright here we go again this time think of a strong lower leg. 3,2,1, jump 1,2,3. “Ahhh that was nice”. I hear the these words coming from my riding instructor's lips and a warm happiness bubbles all the way up to my face making even my nose tingle a little. “Yes that was nice” I allow myself a little pat on the back and continue. Alright lets make the next one even better. 3,2,1, jump 1,2,3. My horse gives a little buck “yippee” I hear her say. “This is fun” There are sparks in our eyes as we soar (not quite as gracefully over the next jump). “Don’t get cocky” a little voice whispers into my ear. “Shush” I tell it. This is fun.

~Contentment~



(I know I am breaking the rules posting something that doesn't involve horses, but I did actually write this so I guess I'm not breaking all of the rules.)

I wiggle my toes in the cool soft grass as the clouds float wordlessly by me. Feathered onto the sky as if the sky was a giant bowl of whip cream on which someone gently blew.

The trees autumn colors complement each other. A true work of art. With splashes of color so vibrant and so soft at the same time.

I hear the squirrels rustling through the under growth as they hurry to gather there food for the winter.

As I sit in the grass with my soft warm blanket wrapped around me I feel the heat of the sun beating warmly on my back, as if a friend giving me a warm hug. I feel contentment bubbling up inside me and I lay back onto the grass thanking the universe for these moments.

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Very Silly :]



To me, horses and freedom are synonymous. ~Veryl Goodnight

Again the early-morning sun was generous with its warmth. All the sounds dear to a horseman were around me - the snort of the horses as they cleared their throats, the gentle swish of their tails, the tinkle of irons as we flung the saddles over their backs - little sounds of no importance, but they stay in the unconscious library of memory. ~Wynford Vaughan-Thomas


Wednesday, October 17, 2007



No hour of life is wasted that is spent in the saddle. ~Winston Churchill

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

New Horse


When I woke up this morning the birds were singing the sun was up and the flowers smiled at me as I walked out to get the mail. Well Okay, so the flowers are dying because I'm an awful gardener, the sun wasn't fully out but covered by clouds and okay,okay, there wasn't exactly any birds either, but it was a happy morning for me because today my friend is going to to pick me up and we are going to go and bring the horse that I might be buying to my house to try her out for a few days.

My dog barks and I realize that my friend is here. I grab my coat and quickly scan the area to make sure everything is all set. I run across the dewy lawn to my friends truck and jump in. "Hey" she greets me "you ready?" "I hope so" I say nervously.

As we drive towards our destination my mind keeps running over all the things that could happen. Jeez, taking a horse on trial is very stressful. There are so many things that can go wrong. If she gets hurt than I lose $10,000 just like that, but then again if she is everything I think she is she could be my best friend and another piece of my soul for a long time. I don't think you can put a price tag on happiness.

The gravel crunches as my friend pulls her truck into the drive way. My heart beats wildly in my chest. It feels a little like I'm standing at the edge of a cliff and I don't know if I will fly or fall.

I open my door and am greeted by happy dog noses. Their excitement at having a new visitor seems endless.

I start to walk towards the barn followed by waging tails. I take in my surroundings. Every thing is so beautiful. There are horses grazing on a distant hill, and a big oak tree with an old swing swinging lazily back and forth in the breeze. A man stands in the doorway of the barn and waves us a greeting.

"Hello nice to see you" he says when we get close enough. "Well you just have to sign a couple of papers so that I know you wont run away and never come back and also so that you know that I won't take your money and run". "After that you can head out to the pasture and she's all yours, that is if you still want her after the end of the trial". He says with a smile.

I sign the papers and head out to the pasture. As I get nearer to her she turns to look at me almost as if she is saying "Hello are you my new owner"?
I walk up to her and slip her halter over her head. She nuzzles my pockets in a search for treats. "Sorry girl" I tell her. "I don't have anything for you now."

I lead her to the trailer and she loads very easily (to my relief) A look on her face as though she's thinking "oooh a new adventure. This could be fun". I thank the man again and promise to call him when we get home. I jump into the truck and feel a smile start to spread across my face. My friend smiles at me as we pull out of the driveway "How does it feel?" she asks. "It feels like I'm flying up in the clouds somewhere" I say with a grin.

As we drive down the road I think of how my life could be changed forever. I know that there will be ups and downs happy, sad, awful, and amazing moments to come. But I really hope this is one of the moments I will never ever forget.


Tuesday, October 9, 2007

What Makes You Horse Crazy ???


When you are born you enter the world and everything is new. I think you probably know if you re horse crazy the first time you see a horse. You can't get enough of them and you know that you will do anything just to be near them. Even if it means mucking out stalls for three hours every day just so you can have a half hour lesson once a week. But you don't mind because it was so amazing to ride even for just a half hour, and every waking moment you are thinking of when you can ride next.

Once you have mucked about 526,266,666,895,256.25 stalls you have probably ridden enough times to be a pretty good rider and people start to want you to ride their horses.

By this time maybe just maybe your parents notice that you aren't going to give up this horse thing and they decide to make your wildest dream come true and buy you a horse...

So pretty much when you've been bitten by the the horse crazy bug your love for horses never ever ends and the people in your life learn to deal just with it. They will usually figure out that this craziness is a part of you and they love you so they are in fact (even if they don't like to admit it) a little horse crazy to.






Horse or dog ??

When I was little I always said that when I grew up I wanted to have a mini pony that lived in my house...







So cute !!

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Fall Trail Ride



Crunch, crunch, crunch, leaves rustle under me as I ride quietly through the woods. I love this time of year. Fall is the perfect season for me. Not to hot, not to cold, and no bugs well hardly any I have to add as a fly lands on my nose.

My pony stops to lift her head as a deer flits gracefully over a stone wall and out of sight. It is so wonderful to be able to ride. it is one of the most amazing feelings.

I think to myself of the many things horses have taught me in the nine years I have ridden them. They have taught me patience and trust,they have given me confidence, but they always keep me humble. i smile when I think of the times when I was feeling full of myself and got bucked off. They are very humorous and they make me laugh. They have been some of my best teachers. I guess I really am horse crazy.

My pony nickers and it brings me back to the present and out of my memories. i realize that we are almost home. I reach down and give my pony a hug. There is nothing like a good trail ride. "I love you sweet pony" I whisper. These are the moments I will remember forever.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Heart


I talked to a friend just the other day who’s got lots of opinions and plenty to say.

We discussed what we both like to see in a horse His requirements and mine were

different of course… He likes a clean throatlatch and a long skinny neck, and prefers

that their hocks are set close to the deck. Short backs and hard feet and clean

slopin’ shoulder, and a gaskin that looks like it swallered a boulder. He likes a

short face and a big ol’soft eye, and says these are the horses he’s likely to buy.

And when he’d completed his lengthy discourse,on all of the attributes of the quality

horse. He asked my opinion, and where do I start? And I said that I….just want

horses with heart. I said I want heart above all the other. I don’t care if he’s

Smart Little Lena’s full brother. Or just how much money that his grandmother won,

or whether he’s roan, palomino or dun. But give me a horse with some grit and some

try and some heart and some guts and that’s one that I’ll buy. And I’ve found it’s

the same with a woman or man…. The good ones won’t quit you when the shit hits the

fan


by Monte Baker

Roman Riding, What Is It ???



When I tell people that I "Roman Ride" people's usual response is "You what??". When I say "well it's just when you stand on two horses at once and gallop around". People are usually impressed.

Roman Riding started in Rome (hence the name) and was put to use so that the Romans could exercise their horses more efficiently. Besides it is pretty thrilling so it made it a lot of fun. This is only my theory though and probably shouldn't be quoted.

What I do know for sure is that Roman Riding is completely unique and if you get the chance you should try it too !!!




Here is a link to a site of the guy who taught me how to Roman Ride (he is also the man Roman Riding in the bottom picture). Check it out !!

Click here