In winter, when the paddock fills with snow, something quiet and remarkable happens. One horse begins to walk. Not with urgency. Not with force. Just with attentiveness to their body and the ground beneath their feet. They choose a line that works. Soon, another follows. Then another. And before long, a clear path forms creating […]

The morning began like any other: a cup of coffee, a quiet moment, and the sense that I should sit in meditation. But before I could settle in, a message came through so clearly it startled me: Go to the ranch. I didn’t know why. I resisted at first. But the nudge didn’t fade, and […]

  After saying goodbye to my beloved mare, Skye, last summer, I wasn’t sure how or when I would ever feel ready to open my heart again to another horse. And then Grace appeared. Grace is originally from a wild horse round up near Osoyoos, British Columbia. At seven years old, she is the youngest […]

This weekend, we turn the clocks back. The evenings will arrive sooner now, the last light slipping behind the mountains before I’m ready to say goodbye to the day. There’s a hush that comes with this shift- an invitation, really-to let go of the pace of summer and settle into a slower rhythm. At the […]

If you were to walk past the paddock where the horses and I spend our days, you might wonder if we’re doing anything at all. You’d likely see me sitting quietly near them, or standing in silence, just breathing. From the outside, it doesn’t look like much. No halter. No grooming tools. No checklist of […]

I originally wrote this piece in the weeks before my mare Skye’s passing. I wasn’t sure I would ever share it as my heart is remains raw. But now, looking back, I can see how the lessons I received in being present with Dexter’s death became threads that were later woven into my experience with […]