22/07/2026
What a sad loss for the equine industry. 💔
My heart is broken today.
Alexandra Kurland is gone, and I don’t quite have the words — but I want to try, because she gave me so many.
I found Alex’s work in 2010, recovering from a fall, not expecting much. Within weeks I had a different horse. He nickered when he saw me. He met me at the gate because he wanted to. He offered, instead of bracing. And slowly I understood: Alex hadn’t taught me how to make a horse do things. She’d taught me how to ask — and then how to listen, really listen, for the answer. That changed my horses. It also changed me.
This photo is one of the happiest of my whole life. It’s from a day at Anja Beran’s, and I’m glowing in it because I had somehow brought my two greatest teachers into the same room — the two people who shaped how I think about horses, and honestly, how I try to move through the world. I felt so lucky. I still do.
Everyone will call her a pioneer, and she was. But that word feels too tidy for who she actually was: warm, funny, endlessly curious, and good — someone who spent her whole life making things gentler for horses and for the people who love them. So many of us are kinder, more patient, more awake because of her. So many horses have had softer, happier lives because she existed.
Thank you, Alex. For the clicker, yes — but so much more for the way of seeing. I will miss you more than I can say, and I know I am far from alone. 💛