25/05/2026
Late finish and early start today, it’s going to be 🔥🔥🔥 .. horses are in with the fans on. They have a fan in each stable but the main barn ones are off while the swallows are flying in & out
It was an uneventful morning, which I love; Jerry one of the minis is breathing hard though, he’s been coughing since last week, he’s now on echinacea & a breathing blend from horse straights direct to help, along with thyme tea & honey ❤️ but keeping a close eye on him
Might be allergies 🤔😥
I’m not a fan of summer 🔥🪰 not long before the dreaded horseflies make an appearance and my annual obsession returns 😡
But one of the rescues, who we couldn’t get near a couple of months ago allowed me to put his headcollar on in the field 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼 so proud of this scared little fella, takes a lot to allow that, for him anyway - that’s why this post resonates, it’s not the time to show him who’s boss, it’s the time to allow him to relax around people and learns not everyone wants to hurt him .. calming my own natural stressy tendencies around him is good for him and for me
Being present and kind is the only thing that will win this pony over .. and won’t do me any harm either ❤️
Maybe horses were never meant to teach us how to exert dominance.
Maybe they came to teach us relationship.
The longer I spend around horses, the more I wonder if we misunderstood the lesson.
For generations, people have looked to horses as teachers of leadership, authority, and control.
We admired the person who could make a thousand-pound animal obey.
We built entire philosophies around gaining respect, establishing hierarchy, and becoming the one in charge.
And perhaps some of that was understandable. Horses are large, powerful animals. Learning to live safely alongside them matters.
But what if safety was never the deepest lesson they had to offer?
What if the real gift of horses has always been something far more challenging?
Relationship.
Not the kind of relationship where one being gets to decide and the other is expected to comply.
The kind where two individuals learn to listen.
The kind where trust cannot be demanded.
The kind where connection is built, not taken.
Because horses have a way of exposing things in us that humans often miss.
They notice our tension before we speak.
They notice our impatience before we act.
They notice when our words and our energy tell different stories.
And unlike people, they are rarely impressed by our titles, achievements, credentials, or explanations.
They respond to what we are.
That is a difficult teacher.
A horse does not care how much power you have.
A horse cares whether you feel safe.
Whether you are predictable.
Whether being near you brings comfort or stress.
In that way, horses may be among the greatest relationship teachers on earth.
Because relationship asks more of us than dominance ever will.
Dominance asks:
“How do I get my way?”
Relationship asks:
“How do we find a way together?”
Dominance seeks compliance.
Relationship seeks understanding.
Dominance is concerned with control.
Relationship is concerned with connection.
And perhaps that is why so many people find themselves changing after years with horses.
Not because they learned how to command better.
But because they learned how to listen better.
How to soften.
How to become curious.
How to slow down enough to hear what another being is trying to communicate.
I sometimes think the most profound horses are not the ones that carry us where we want to go.
They are the ones that stop us long enough to question where we are going in the first place.
Maybe that is why horses continue to captivate us after thousands of years.
Not because they make us feel powerful.
But because they invite us into a different way of being.
A way rooted not in force, but in partnership.
Not in winning, but in understanding.
Not in dominance, but in relationship.
And perhaps that was the lesson all along.
