Just a blog about an Appy named Louie, a POA named Honey, his minion (me) and some faith and grace. Oh, did I fail to mention we also do cowboy and western dressage as well as trail ride? :)
1/15/21 ~ Out to the Barn I go....
Out to the barn I go, to lose my mind and free my soul…
I am taking a few days off this week to spend in KS with my horses. They have been at the farm since October 2019 for the winter off. Well, that turned into the CoVid Quarantine with everything including boarding barns on lockdown. So, my normal horse time to destress and maintain my equine level of happiness has been lacking!
There are introverts, extroverts and then there is me; I am a horsetrovert… I rejuvenate not by being by myself reading or meditating, or around people and parties, but by being in the company of horses and riding. I feel at peace and find comfort with these wonderful animals. Sometimes I can be my most prayerful self in the barn where it is quiet and peaceful.
Louie has been happy to help me destress and give plenty of horse hugs and even a ride this week. The last year has been difficult for everyone and we all need to take time to destress and find our happy place to find those quiet moments with God, to talk, to be thankful, to pray and to meditate on the past year and the upcoming year. As I was working in Louie’s pen yesterday and listening to him munch his hay, I was thankful for God’s grace that I could travel to the farm, I am hopeful for the upcoming year and I am praying for our country to come together in healing in the coming months.
Can listening to a horse solve all of life’s problems? Probably not. But the simple act of slowing down, listening to the breeze, the birds and my horse savoring his hay makes me thankful for what I do have. Heavenly Father, thank you for the things we have, for our family and a country where we can speak our difference of opinions. Please watch over and keep your hand on our leaders so that they can lead our country safely towards the future. Amen.
“It becomes a dark time when we lose faith in each other and thus lack courage.” Chogyam Trungpa, Buddhist teacher Most of you know that I am ever optimistic, “This too shall pass” and “Glass half full”. Through everything I have had two constants pushing me forward and keeping me optimistic and looking for that other side of the rain cloud. One is my faith in God that all will be put right in time not of our choosing but of God’s choosing. The second is I have an outlet for my stress and worry, my horses. There have been a few over the years and you have read about the special ones. Right now Louie, my “Happy Appy” is near and dear to my heart. He is goofy and kind and makes me smile. A couple weeks ago I was at the farm in KS trimming their hooves. Just like trimming our fingernails. Louie LOVES to take my hair out of its ponytail. I had a different hair tie in that he couldn’t figure out that weekend. Horses like dogs or cats can tell when people are having a
The end of November, first of December has been busy and kind of eventful! I have been elected to be the Nebraska Dressage Association board and as such will be the incoming president. I am also on the Region 4 USDF Nomination committee as well as being one of the Dressage Foundation's GMO's Ambassadors! Add that in to being on the board for the Nebraska Cowboy Dressage group and work as well as my newest addiction weaving and I have a busy year in 2021! Louie and Honey are still enjoying their long break with CoVid and hanging out at the farm getting fat and sassy. They both have been wearing their masks and staying socially distanced as much as possible with a couple of exceptions... Louie was not as impressed with the masks as Honey was. He is impatiently waiting for the vaccine to come out. So, for now we wait and see what 2021 will hold for us. Hopefully it is a vaccine and more opportunities for riding and showing.
Bo, Beau, BoBo, Or Mr. BoJangles as I showed him under in our brief jumper stint years ago has passed on. For the last 23 years he has been my Dad's riding horse and companion. For the last 10 or so of those, he was mainly an opinionated old man horse that complained if his meals were later than her thought they should be. But, he was loved and spoiled. He was a retired 3 gaited saddle seat show horse that I tried and failed to make into a 3 day eventer. I have learned so much since the days of Bo! He taught me that to jump is to fly without wings. Hang on, trust and he would land safely on the other side, no matter what the size or angle of the takeoff point. Bo and Dad traversed the trails of Indiana and Tennessee and went places that most horses wouldn't go. They were a fearless team. One that had only to ask, where next? Bo went up and down the trails of Central Tennessee with Dad on his back proudly. There was no hesitation is his step, he knew where he was go