 
                                                                                                    10/13/2025
                                        Today I felt a wave of reflection… about the horses who lived through my learning curve.
They didn’t stay with me because they had the choice.
There were ropes, bridles, halters and fences—expectations.
There were times I led them without asking, touched them without listening,
and taught them what I had been taught.
They didn’t get to walk away when I did harmful things.
And that’s what humbles me the most.
I used to believe I was being kind.
And in many ways, I was doing my best.
But now I see how often doing my best still meant asking too much…
still meant silencing what they were trying to show me.
Most stood through it.
They bore it quietly.
They adapted—not because it was easy, but because it was safer to comply.
And still, they gave moments of softness.
A look. A breath. A leaning in.
Moments that taught me more than any lesson I ever tried to teach them.
I didn’t know what I didn’t know.
But now that I do… everything has changed.
I listen more now.
I question more.
And I honor every horse I meet as a being with their own life—not an extension of mine.
So this is for those horses, past and present.
You endured more than I saw at the time.
You lived through my becoming.
I owe you everything.
And I hope that now, in this quieter chapter,
I am someone worthy of standing beside you—without asking you to carry me.
With reverence,
🌿 Stormy                                    
 
                                                                                                     
                                                                                                     
                                                                                                     
                                         
   
   
   
   
     
   
   
  