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What A Horse Named Paragon Taught Me About My Ptsd
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BloomInWinter
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Missing riding...I'm going to try arranging one for this week.
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Bloom I hope you can arrange to ride. I was suppose to ride this week and it didn't work out. I am missing it too. Wishing you time in the saddle!
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((((PH))))
Been struggling so bad with fbs the past few days....I really think there's something so deeply ingrained in my genes that finds the rhythm of the saddle so comforting.
Wish I hadn't run away from that town after my parents lost the house and I left for college. I would have loved to see Paragon again.
Maybe someday we'll have a horse....not possible now, but you never know.
I have ten horses. I ride them in the mountains and when the snow melts, I take them on camping trips, packing some of them with camp and exploring our amazing wilderness here in the U.S. Keeps me sane through long winters and tough times. Horses mend your soul.
I read this in a great little book called Give Me Mountains For My Horses:
Astride a horse, a man feels like more than himself. A greater thing. Bigger, larger. The horse is large enough to absorb your pain and on a good horse, there are no dark thoughts that you can’t out-ride on a long day.
I read this in a great little book called Give Me Mountains For My Horses:
Astride a horse, a man feels like more than himself. A greater thing. Bigger, larger. The horse is large enough to absorb your pain and on a good horse, there are no dark thoughts that you can’t out-ride on a long day.
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Bloom...I waited for a long time before I was able to have a horse again. It was such a blessing and healed so many of my hurts. Now I am horseless again and really feeling the loss. I hope that a someday comes for us both to own an equine friend and soul mate again. Wishing you the best Bloom. I so relate to your story. HUGS
Wow Bloom.......what an INCREDIBLE story! It is a beautiful description of the difference someone understanding where we are at can make. WOW, it moved me to tears.
I too had a horse in my teenage years that made all the difference. He was my best friend. He understood the pain I was in. He was my escape from home. We were so in tune with each other that I didn't even need any tack on him at all, my legs and shift in weight told him where to go. I dreamed about him for years until I got another horse.
PH and I were to go riding this week, but I am feeling too sick to go. A big disappointment for both of us. I hope you get out this next week and that someday....someday.....you will have your own again. You can and will make that happen I have no doubt!
(((HUGS)))
I too had a horse in my teenage years that made all the difference. He was my best friend. He understood the pain I was in. He was my escape from home. We were so in tune with each other that I didn't even need any tack on him at all, my legs and shift in weight told him where to go. I dreamed about him for years until I got another horse.
PH and I were to go riding this week, but I am feeling too sick to go. A big disappointment for both of us. I hope you get out this next week and that someday....someday.....you will have your own again. You can and will make that happen I have no doubt!
(((HUGS)))
AngelaMarie
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Bloom,
When I was 13 I spent the summer with horses. They were championship Morgan horses. The farm was in Springfield, Ill. We knew the owner of the land because that was where my grandfather was buried. That summer my bio-grandmother was keeping house for the man that owned the land. I will never forget being around those horses.
I remember one horse. His father was a champion. They called him "Little Dom". He was so gorgeous! No one could go near him because he was so wild. I will never forget the stomping and bucking he did in his stall! I thought it was so sad that they were going to turn him into a gelding, but they said they had no choice or they couldn't control him. I still remember exactly what he looked like in that stall.
I hung around that summer with the girl of the people that ran the horses. I remember us going out into the pastures and jumping up bareback on these horses. It was so wonderful!
These horses were so well trained. When I would ride with the french saddle all you had to do was put the reign against their neck and they would turn. If you tapped them a certain place they would back up.
I also remember going to a horse show. Oh my gosh! Those animals were so beautiful.
I haven't remembered this for years. Thanks for the memories. I hope more will come back from that summer.
When I was 13 I spent the summer with horses. They were championship Morgan horses. The farm was in Springfield, Ill. We knew the owner of the land because that was where my grandfather was buried. That summer my bio-grandmother was keeping house for the man that owned the land. I will never forget being around those horses.
I remember one horse. His father was a champion. They called him "Little Dom". He was so gorgeous! No one could go near him because he was so wild. I will never forget the stomping and bucking he did in his stall! I thought it was so sad that they were going to turn him into a gelding, but they said they had no choice or they couldn't control him. I still remember exactly what he looked like in that stall.
I hung around that summer with the girl of the people that ran the horses. I remember us going out into the pastures and jumping up bareback on these horses. It was so wonderful!
These horses were so well trained. When I would ride with the french saddle all you had to do was put the reign against their neck and they would turn. If you tapped them a certain place they would back up.
I also remember going to a horse show. Oh my gosh! Those animals were so beautiful.
I haven't remembered this for years. Thanks for the memories. I hope more will come back from that summer.
I used to do dressage and jumping with a newly broke Apaloosa they gave me that no one else rode - the freedom was wonderful because 'he' would break all the rules and I got to enjoy the ride, heehee :) Because he was newly broke the instructor (who screamed at everyone- and I do mean screamed) never knew how thrilled I was when he'd bolt and head for the highest jump- I always had to make sure I stopped smiling when I brought him around before she could see. :)
-I truly never felt such freedom. It's hard to explain, I think he felt and needed the same and knew I did too.
-I truly never felt such freedom. It's hard to explain, I think he felt and needed the same and knew I did too.
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BloomInWinter
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Haven't been able to ride in sooo long!
Hoping to get a ride in within the next two weeks. I'm considering asking if I can at least muck out some stalls....
Hoping to get a ride in within the next two weeks. I'm considering asking if I can at least muck out some stalls....
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