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A wet spring morning, a mare named Juniper, and a lady in a brilliant yellow raincoat who could not quit chatting. Sara had actually just left a high-pressure j…

I keep in mind a Tuesday in late spring when a client, a task manager called Elena, rolled into the barn parking lot 6 mins late, eyes lustrous, shoulders cuffe…

The very first time I watched a ten year old with ADHD ask a horse to back 3 steps, the entire sector shifted. He had been bouncing given that the moment his bo…

Some individuals concern the barn wishing to ride. Others get here since they can not endure a day at college, or their chest feels tight by 8 a.m., or the worl…

On a warm autumn morning, I saw a young adult called Rowan stand at the gate, arms folded, chin set like granite. The bay mare beyond cocked an ear, then left w…

The initial point most groups observe when they walk into a sector is the silent. No slide deck, no buzz of phones, simply the rhythm of steeds taking a breath …

I have seen a peaceful barn aisle develop into a classroom, a therapy room, and in some cases an event. Steeds seem to collect people who may not feel comfortab…

Walk any barn aisle on a quiet afternoon and you will hear a language that does not rely upon words. A gelding's ear flicks, a mare sighs into a young adult's s…