Henry Wheeler came home with us on 30 July 2016. We have been one month and a week in this journey of horse ownership, so I thought I would summarize some observations.
- Fear is natural. Time (approximately 20 years) away from horses does not equal confidence. Things I did 20 years ago with the reckless abandon of a teenager on a well-broke horse are not applicable to a mature woman who hasn’t regained her seat and owns a mustang that has only 30-something rides. Gallop back up from the bottom of the pasture? We’ll work up to it.
- Patience is paramount. This is a young horse, newly gentled, very green. Expecting him to behave like the 18-year old animals of my first time around is unrealistic and unfair. Going slowly can only mean going better.
- Know when to ask for help. I’m rusty. Things have changed since the last time I owned horses, and I am not a professional. Finding the right match for an instructor and mentor has been a game changer. My third lesson is tomorrow and with each I gain a little more confidence. I’m so happy to have found a trainer with a wealth of information and a wonderful attitude. We both believe in versatility and a willing partnership.
- There’s nothing like the comforting zen of standing by a horse while it grazes. This is why I’m back here, in this place, with my beloved dogs digging voles in the tall grass and the breath of a horse by my side. Not forgetting this is a goal I must continue to strive toward.
We have a million miles to go, Henry Wheeler. We’re gonna make them good.