As George’s sessions progressed with Midnight, he learned to use the horse’s behavioral cues to check in within himself both emotionally and physically. He began to make connections between feelings of anxiety and increases in his heartrate. As George became more self-aware, he began to connect specific thoughts and feelings.
Words get in the way. At a demo at a horse rescue, I struggled to find words to express myself to the crowd to be truly understood. I didn’t want any misunderstandings of what I was doing and why. Horses help me focus, so I relaxed into the rhythm of the horse in front of me, and spoke freely to the spectators. The terrified horse ran frantically back and forth in the round pen, crashing into the panels, trying to escape the predator who was in there with him, me. I spoke of how I listened to what the horse was saying: about me, about his past, about the horse he was born to be. I read him, breathed with him, looked into his soul. He calmed down and finally stood with his head down, licking his lips beside me. There were no words between us. I worked with him for an hour while he freely told me his story. And I listened.
There are lots of good reasons to attend a college or university, but impressing a potential employer in the horse industry with your degree may not be one of them. In general, horse industry employers are much more concerned with practical experience than with a college degree.
Children’s dreams are so unique to them and their personality. I wanted to be in the arts: I had a great imagination and loved to perform. As I grew into my pre-teenage years, I, along with many others, went through changes and challenges. My body become awkward, I struggled with the best way to fit in; I made daily decisions such as whether I wanted to lead or follow; be noticed or just stay in the background; was I comfortable with one friend, many, or none at all?