Yesterday marked three years since Phoenix stepped off the trailer as my horse for the second time. This got me looking through my old scrapbook that I made while I was in high school. Looking through the pages always brings a smile to my face and a tear to my eye. It’s hard to even explain how connected I am to this horse, although I’m sure many of you feel the same about your horses. It is certainly a privilege to have that kind of connection with a horse.
“And when I think about this period in my life, my summer of wonder and delight, I think of the blue sky, and my horse, his spine digging into my body, and the way when you’re on a horse with a fine gait, the world just opens up its doors to welcome you. It was this perfect moment, and I have lived it often, and the sky was so clear I swear to God you could see halfway across the world.”