San Diego Horse Connection

06/01/2026

We have a new addition to the ranch. Please meet Stella Azul, who was born on May 31, 2026, during the second full moon in May and on a blue moon.

06/01/2026

We would like to express our appreciation to Pete Spate for sharing his expertise and time with us and our horses.

05/30/2026

Horse people friendships are a very specific type of chaos.

You can go from discussing trauma, nervous systems, and deep life philosophy…

To debating whether your horse just spooked at a leaf, a ghost, or its own shadow.

You’ll spend 20 minutes analysing a horse’s facial expression like it’s a PhD thesis.

Then another 20 minutes crying with laughter because someone said
“for f**k’s sake Kevin”
to a horse......or to their husband maybe.....who knows.....

The best part?

Half the time the conversations happen while:
• carrying hay nets
• holding a hoof
• standing in a muddy field
• or drinking a mug of f**koffee in a freezing yard.

And honestly…

Sometimes you and your horsey best friend laugh so much you genuinely feel sorry for people who don’t get to hear your conversations.

Because they are top tier nonsense.

Horse people friendships are absolutely the best kind.

Tag your horsey partner in crime 👇🐴💬

05/25/2026

05/25/2026

SDHC invites you to attend one of our upcoming clinics, scheduled for Tuesday, May 26. This event will provide an overview of our organization, its mission, and the individuals we serve. Please join us on May 26 from 9:30-12:30 at 28717 Deer Creek Trail, Pine Valley.

05/11/2026

Andrea Dworkin spent her life writing about something most people would rather not look at directly.
She wrote about how harm gets renamed.
How control gets called protection. How jealousy gets called devotion. How the slow erosion of a person — her confidence, her instincts, her sense of what is real — gets folded into a story about being deeply loved.
Dworkin called this what it was. Conditioning. A script handed down so quietly that the people inside it confuse it for their own desire.
The script teaches a woman to mistrust her own warnings. The flinch becomes ingratitude. The fear becomes a misunderstanding. The exhaustion becomes a character flaw she is supposed to work on. Every internal alarm gets reframed as a personal failure to love correctly.
And the reframing is not accidental. It is what allows the whole arrangement to function. If harm can be relabeled as passion, no one has to answer for the harm. The woman is left holding it, and asked to call it something beautiful.
Dworkin's clarity made people uncomfortable. She refused the soft words. She refused to call cruelty "complicated" or coercion "intensity." She named things, and she let the names land where they fell.
What she understood is that survival often demands translation. That a person living through harm will, at first, do almost anything to make the harm make sense. Calling it love is one of those translations. It is not a weakness. It is what the mind does when leaving feels impossible and meaning feels necessary.
The work, then, is not to shame the translation. It is to make the translation no longer necessary.
To build lives, friendships, communities where a woman's first instinct — this hurts — is taken seriously the first time she says it. Where she does not have to convince anyone, including herself, that the hurt was real.
Dworkin asked a question that still has not been fully answered.
If love requires pretending the harm is the love, then whose love is it really?
And what becomes possible when a woman finally trusts her own no — and finds people who trust it too?

05/07/2026

There are so many wonderful horse facilitators or therapy….. This is our space at

https://www.facebook.com/100063601545230/posts/1590296173100419/?sfnsn=mo

There’s something really powerful that happens when we feel safe enough to come together 🤍

Not to compete. Not to prove. Not to perform.

But to support. To laugh. To hold space. To say “me too.” To remind each other that none of us were ever meant to do life alone.

Healing happens in connection.

In the friend who checks in. The yard mate who notices you’re struggling before you say a word. The stranger online who says exactly what you needed to hear. The communities that remind people: “You belong here.”

In a world that can sometimes feel disconnected, rushed and individualistic… kindness becomes revolutionary.

And honestly? One of the loveliest things about the equestrian world is that beneath the chaos, mud, and emotional support coffees ☕🐴…

so many of us quietly hold each other up.

04/30/2026

We had a wonderful day with the some of the graduates from Canyon Hills High School.

02/05/2026

By far, the biggest training operation occurred on 21 July at 6:00 P.M., when the l1th Cavalry set out on a march from Seeley to Live Oak Springs, approximately ten miles east of Campo. Describing the 11th's departure from Seeley, Capt. H. J. Rosenberg noted:

The evening sun, still merciless at 6:00 P.M., shone on the burnished surfaces of six scout cars bristling with machine guns, on 684 mounted men armed with pistols and rifles, on thirty officers, on three cyclists armed with sub-machine guns, on pack horses bearing machine guns, mortars and special weapons, on seventeen trucks, a semi-trailer truck, a sedan, a pick-up, two side cars, and two reconnaissance cars. (25)

Known as the Live Oak Springs maneuver, the march through the desert and into the mountains was led by Col. Rayner. After reaching Mountain Springs, the regiment made its way through Devils Canyon. According to Rosenberg, the path was so narrow that the "men leading pack horses with short halter shanks had to lean backwards in their saddles." By noon, the regiment reached Jacumba where it spent a day and a half resting for the final assault on Live Oak Springs. (26)

01/31/2026

Shall and the pups having a driving lesson. Pups love to go for a ride