Friday, March 1, 2024
Learning to do better and be better: A revolution in Equestrian traditions
Wednesday, October 11, 2023
Musings from the trail
I just completed my now third annual week of trail riding where I spend each day exploring a new trail (or favorite trail) with one of my trusty Morgan horses enjoying what is likely to be the last wonderful weather before winter descends on our North Idaho high country. As I've come to do, I spent the majority of that time on the trail with just my Morgans, allowing for maximal introspection and partnership with my horses.
Here are the things I have come to learn about myself and my horses through these solo adventures.
First of all my riding has evolved over the past three years. While I used to be about the extreme adventure or the miles logged or the hours spent in the saddle, those things hold little attraction for me anymore. I don't choose the longest rides, or highest peaks because I want it to look good on my trail log journal. I have tended to gravitate towards the rides that allow me to see the far flung places where I can be still and enjoy the peace and quiet of the majestic places we can go without feeling the need to rush back down the mountain. Maybe this is just a sign I'm getting older, I did turn 50 this year after all. I would like to believe it is a sign I'm getting wiser and more settled in myself and the things that really resonate deep in my soul. I cringe thinking about the times in the past I would battle and scramble and hump it up a mountain only to spend about 10 min taking pictures before heading back down. My favorite memory from this past week is the hour that Kit and I spent basking in the sunshine together on the top of Mt. Pend Orielle. There is peace in stillness. Take your moments of stillness and embrace the beauty of this life. It makes the other worries seem so much less. High mountains are good for both the view and the perspective.
| Hanging out with Annie on the banks of Moose Lake. This was Annie's first time out on the trail this year after raising a baby this summer. |
I listen to my horses more than I used to. Again, this may be age more than wisdom but the quiet miles and hours spent in the high country with only my horses for company really improves the quality of the two way communication we share. It allows me to know intimately how my horses are feeling about any particular situation so that I can be prepared to help them or reassure them as necessary. Sometimes that means taking a quiet moment to breath together or sometimes it means me getting off to assess the footing and lead a horse that is questioning the passage. My former self would have disdained a rider that felt the need to get off and walk a horse through a tricky spot opting to instead "cowboy up" and show that horse who is boss. but being out there alone makes you extra cautious. You've got no audience, no peer pressure and nothing to prove other than the desire to get out of there, the both of you, in one piece. When my horses tell me they need some help, I get off and give it to them. Forcing a horse when the footing is questionable leads to mistakes and mistakes lead to injuries. Allowing myself and my horses the grace to say, yes, this is tricky, let me show you the path I would choose. Trust me to keep you safe. It is a great honor and responsibility to have a being as noble as the horse look to you for guidance and comfort when the going gets rough. It also means that when I need my horses to be there for me and to get me through whatever lies ahead I can lean on them too. Trust is a two way street.
| Coming down off of Fault Lake basin with Ernie |
It's important to me that my horses are as invested and excited about the ride as I am. Perhaps I'm kidding myself, but I really believe my Morgans enjoy the adventures we share. They are never reluctant to be caught and never refuse to load. They never attempt to turn around and go back to the trailer. They never seem anxious or worried when they get out of the trailer, no matter what kind of road I had to crawl over to get there. My younger horses, still learning the ropes, are different. They will sometimes be nervous when the road has been rough or they are unloaded in a strange place once again. But in those instances I will spend extra time grooming, petting, and reassuring them, maybe letting them graze a bit or eat from a hay bag before we head out on the trail. Investing in this bank of peace and contentment serves us well as we move on down the trail. You must be at peace and calm to avoid the pitfalls of the spooks and the dangers of horses rushing through obstacles due to nerves.
| Navigating the ridgeline to Estelle Lake was a little much for Jack on a solo jaunt so we walked it in and rode it out. He did great on the way out! |
Mountain driving and mountain riding are two separate but equal skill sets. As a proud Gen Xer I am definitely of the generation of self assured and capable women but still old enough to sometimes think (even if it's privately) "little ol' me?" So driving into the woods alone with horse in tow to some of these places I've only read about or explored on a map can be nerve wracking. My desire for adventure and seeing new places is in constant battle with my reluctance to get into a road that I have to (God forbid) back out of for any distance. Mountain driving and ensuring that we arrive in one piece and don't destroy the truck and trailer has been a learning curve. On a rather disastrous attempt I will never forget I was sure I would have to call a helicopter to get us out of there, and by the time I got to a spot I could turn around I was shaking and trying my best to hold it together. I still rode that day as I wasn't going to waste all that effort and not explore the trail we meant to see! My best advice for driving in the mountains is GO SLOW. It's safer for your truck, it helps to avoid those huge rocks and your horse will arrive much happier. It also means you have to factor in that drive time in your day, often sacrificing miles on the trail so you aren't driving out at dusk on roads best traveled in broad daylight. I've had to turn around by inches. I've had to navigate over washouts. I've had to back out due to a down tree across the road. I've had to change flat tires. It takes some practice and I HIGHLY recommend scouting before you go out. I just don't have that kind of time! But, I've learned that given enough time and determination I can get myself out of almost anything.
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| My magical Green Hornet and Exiss trailer. We've done a lot of miles this summer! We did almost 600 miles of mountain driving just last week! |
| Chico following me up Strawberry mountain. |
Finally, I've learned riding out by myself is that silence is golden. I so rarely have silence in my life. Our modern lives are so full of noise and distraction. I also suffer from tinnitus so even at night there is noise in my ears. The fan or an audio book help to keep that at bay so I can sleep. But, in the woods there is a different kind of silence that is full of quiet noise. The blowing of the wind through the trees. The sounds of running water. The calls of birds and the buzz of insects and all with the back drop of the creaking of my saddle and the sound of my horse's feet. I could listen to all of that for hours and hours. I used to sing on the trail, or talk to myself or my horses, but in the interest of cultivating stillness and silence I'm much more inclined to just ride through the forest breathing in time with my horse and letting my senses be filled with the sounds, sights and smells of the forest. It's absolutely addictive.
| Kit and I on top of Mt. Pend Orielle soaking up the sunshine. |
Riding solo is not for everyone and not for every horse. I'm certainly careful about the places I go when I am riding alone with one of my young Morgans still in the learning phase. Accidents can and do happen. If you choose to ride alone make sure somebody knows where you are. Start small and work up to the longer tougher rides. If you get nervous out there, you are no good to your horse, so only do the things you feel comfortable with.
Friday, July 21, 2023
Corralling your Confidence
There is absolutely nothing worse than having your
confidence in yourself stolen. It
happens to all of us at some point and you have to fight like the dickens to
get it back. Think back to your 12 year
old self playing in the back yard. I bet
you were slaying dragons, leaping off roofs, running as fast as The Flash in
your brand new sneakers. We have to be
told we can’t do it all because at some point in time we all believe so
strongly in ourselves that we think we are invincible. Then life comes along and starts to dampen
that enthusiasm for all the important pursuits.
Maybe it’s a well meaning parent that is trying to keep you from riding
your big wheel down the bank into the creek (I’m looking at you, Madi). Or maybe it’s a teacher that tells you your
fantasy story is too fantastical and those things just don’t make sense. It’s often well meaning people, important and
influential in our lives that are just trying to help us figure out life. Eventually we begin to learn that we aren’t
all that and a bag of chips and perhaps we should proceed cautiously into this
bigger world. It’s at that moment we
slip off our superman cape and walk stoop shouldered into the world.
Dampening of childhood confidence is probably part of
growing up but losing your passion and verve for all this world has to offer is
like a cancer slowly eating away at your soul and stealing away all the little moments
that make the beautiful memories.
Because horsemanship is a life sport it provides a great metaphor
for how confidence is projected and changes as we age. A 12 year old horse crazy kid is the perfect
example of unbridled confidence and joy for life in the moment. Watch that 12 year old kid convince that
sometimes skittish as heck Arab cross mare to sidle up to the plastic kiddie
table so she can skitter up bareback and practice jumping random jumps using 5
gallon buckets as jump standards. Falling off is all part of the fun! That 12
year old kid inside all of us eventually ages, gets a mortgage and maybe some
crazy 12 year olds of her own and soon she is a little leery of mounting the 17
year old dead broke gelding from the mounting block if it’s a smidge windy
out.
If you have felt life steal your courage you are not
alone. As a matter of fact its so common
as to be passe. But, it is possible to
get your courage back and enjoy the things you used to do without thinking
twice about it! The key is to start
small and build your confidence in a million tiny ways. Find things that stretch your confidence and
tighten the ties on your superman cape and face the challenge like a 12 year
old in shorts on a half broke Arab. Here
are some ways that you can reconnect with your inner 12 year old.
1.
Embrace
groundwork. Though it may get poo-pooed
in some circles, ground work is essential for facing some of your fears with your
shaking legs firmly on the ground. It’s
a great way to introduce things to your horse and help build their confidence. But, it’s also important to recognize when being
on the ground isn’t the safest option.
Sometimes the very best place you can be is up on their backs. But, do the groundwork at home, do it when
you meet something you aren’t sure your horse will handle well. And make sure you learn GOOD groundwork. I’m not going to make any specific
recommendation or derisions but if your groundwork program tells you to “beat
that donkey”; it may not be quite the right one. 😉
2.
Find your tribe! Surround yourself with horse friends that ride
the way you want to ride. I also
encourage you to find friends that have skills beyond yours. Find friends interested in elevating their
skills, finding the magic of soft feel and embrace both adventure and
learning. I also encourage you to remove
toxicity from your tribe. If your tribe
isn’t cheering you on, even and probably more importantly when your back is
turned, then you need to remove that individual from your tribe. Find people that will pick you up when you
fall and cheer when you get back on.
3.
Push your boundaries. Growth and learning isn’t always comfortable.
Sometimes it can make you nervous or anxious.
A little bit of that in the right environment is where the magic can happen. Want a dead broke horse? Go places and do things that challenge the
both of you. You won’t ever know how trustworthy
your mount is until you challenge that trust with situations that require the
both of you to rely on each other as true partners.
4.
Keep an open mind. You never know where you will pick up a little
gem of horsemanship. I’ve learned some
amazing little things just from my clients.
It may be a simple as a new knot or maybe a feeding or husbandry
trick. I may pick that up while watching
them have trouble putting a halter on 😉. If
you are always looking to learn instead of judging the learning in others you
can learn and grow in any situation. The
more you learn the more confidence you have!
5.
Invest in the very best horse your budget can afford. If you haven’t shopped for awhile there may
be some sticker shock for you as you discover what a basic broke trail gelding
costs in this day and age. This leads
many folks to hunting the kill pens or rescue organizations out there. While there are diamonds in the rough to be
uncovered, buying the wrong horse will do more to destroying your confidence
than anything else. ANY horse has the potential
to cause a wreck that will end up hurting you.
This is the nature of this game we play.
But, investing in a proven and safe as possible experienced mount that matches
your current level of experience is the best way to preserve your confidence
AND help rekindle the self-confidence I am speaking of.
Confidence is such an important part of being a leader for
your horse. They know! They always know! You can fake it until you make it to a certain
extent but the horse can always feel your fear even if you are trying to laugh
it off. Breathing helps so much for both
you and your horse because it has actual physical affects on your sympathetic nervous
system. If you are struggling to tie the
strings of your Superman cape and feel your knees go weak when you approach the
mounting block, try some of the suggestions above. Start small and build big. There is a great big world out there. Go get yourself a piece of it!
Saturday, April 8, 2023
Grief Bubbles
Grief is such a weird and complicated emotion. I don’t even think emotion is a good word for
this often life changing emotional roller coaster. We, as Americans, suck at grief. Our society doesn’t recognize the extended
and complicated process it often entails and instead allows for a nice stepwise
progression that has an established time period associated with “healing” from
your grief.
Grief is a cornucopia of emotions and time lines, and
nothing about it is linear. The only
thing that can be said is that it does get easier with time. You don’t “heal” from grief. You don’t “get over it”. You don’t forget or really ever quit hurting
with the remembered loss. What you do is
find a way to live with this new flavor of life and the living with it gets
easier the more you do it.
As a veterinarian and a life long animal owner I thought at my
somewhat advanced age that I was actually well acquainted with loss and the
emotions that go with it. I have experienced
the “normal” losses a person goes through with saying goodbye to lots of pets, grandparents
and I lost a couple of dear uncles. But,
when my own personal BIG loss came I was devastated in a way that I didn’t
think was possible for me. The devastation
was so disorienting that it made be question so much about who I thought I was
and what I thought I was capable of. The
depth of the pain was crippling and all I could think about was that I wanted
it to stop. I was not suicidal and did
not want to hurt myself at that point but for the first time in my life I
understood how someone can feel that is the only way for them. I knew deep down that if I stopped breathing
and my life ended it would be nothing but a relief.
As time passed and I got some professional help to deal with
the trauma of my loss I began to breath in a way that allowed me to carry the weight
of the grief without so much struggle. I
will never forget the first time I laughed spontaneously and actually joyfully
after that event. It was weeks after the
trauma. It felt so foreign and it was followed not by
relief but profound fear that I wouldn’t figure out how to be normal
again.
Now I’m in my second year of this new life. Most of the time I feel what I’ve learned to
call my new normal. I laugh and enjoy
life most of the time. But what I keep experiencing
that I haven’t ever heard someone else talk about in grief is a phenomenon I
can only call grief bubbles. They are happening
with decreasing frequency but they still surprise me.
One theory is that for a while when I was really struggling
I didn’t think I would ever really be happy or joyful again. I walked around like a zombie for months experiencing
things without actually feeling them. So,
gratefulness and true joy are still such a wonderful feeling in comparison to the
zombie feeling that it reminds me on some level of how I’ve improved and
reminds me just by contrast of the pain that was there. So much so, in fact, that it bubbles the
grief back up for a minute until I can breathe through it again.
Another theory is that in joy, thankfulness and serenity we
lower our natural defenses. When we
allow ourselves the opportunity to sit in these positive emotions we are our
best selves. But that doesn’t imply perfection. Our true and best selves carry the scars and
baggage and trauma they have survived; not in any sole crushing way but just as
the complete package that we are as we move through this life. This is why the notion of “getting over” any grief
or trauma can be such a difficult and damaging concept for any one in the
struggling phase. It’s easy to hate
yourself and your weakness for not moving forward fast enough, complete enough
or well enough to “get over it”.
Early in my grieving when I was at my lowest my best friend shared
with me the advice she had been given to make friends with your grief. I had no idea what the heck that meant at
that point but I was sure that advice was not for me. As I continue to move through and understand
this process I think I now know what that means. Grief is the gift of love and human
suffering. It is the darkness that makes
the light seem so bright. To fully
experience the vast array of human emotions we have to experience the lows as
well as the highs. You must cry to know
how good a smile can feel. I would never
want to walk knowingly into grief again if I could avoid it, but I am thankful
for the things I have learned through my pain.
I have a deeper empathy for those that are suffering. I have a greater appreciation for the many
small blessings we experience daily. I’ve
learned to infuse my life with moments of serenity, at first so I could deal
with my grief process but now as a valued method of restoring my sanity and
peace of mind.
So, when I am happily bopping along humming to myself and
feeling grateful and a surge of a grief bubbles boil up, I take a minute to acknowledge
and breath through my grief. I take a
moment to appreciate the things around me that bring me happiness and joy. I take a moment to remember those loved ones
I have recently said goodbye to and the ones I didn’t take the time to properly
grieve in my younger years. ( Grief is also oddly compounding so that one loss
can make you relive a previous loss. As
if this process wasn’t complicated enough!) But, what I previously viewed as a
weakness of character I now recognize as a strength. To love deeply is to one day lose deeply
because that is the way life works. I
wouldn’t trade the love for pain of loss even at the worst times. I do wish I had had a better understanding of
the grieving process before I was knocked off my feet. That’s why I hope talking about it helps
others experiencing the myriad of emotions lumped into moving through
grief.
So, if you are walking your own grief journey and learning what this new life looks like for you, I would like to offer these three things:
1. Breathe and let the tears flow when they come as often as you can. Even if its well past when you should "be over it".
2. Find your one thing that brings you peace even in your pain. Use that to recenter yourself as often as you need.
3. Talk about your process with someone who has walked the path before. All the weird grief experiences that you think are just you may turn out to be more common than you think! (Grief hair! I didn't know it was a thing!)

I have been putting P's on mountains to honor two losses in my life. It's a great way to carry my loved ones with me while I practice my serenity and peace seeking.
Friday, March 24, 2023
Making a Mountain Horse
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| Chico on Queen Mnt |
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| Ernie on Gold Hill |
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| Kit on Red Top Mnt |
Friday, December 16, 2022
Finding Your Foal
I was asked recently what I look for in a foal. How do I pick a good one, or what is it about a youngster that sparks joy in my heart? I found it wasn't a snap answer. Definitely one to give some consideration to from multiple view points. So, here are my viewpoints. They are just mine, of course, but maybe they will give you some perspective on finding your own!
I remember asking my mentor, Eitan, what he looked for in a horse. How did he pick the champions from the many young horses that came through his hands. He found it hard to verbalize. Like the artist and horseman that he is he described it as a feeling. You just know. There is something about the horse that speaks to your soul. When I look at the horses that have remained as part of my herd I would have to agree. There is something about the outside of a horse that touches the inside of the human and that connection is a lot like picking a spouse. It's hard to define.
| Mia Fe born July 2020. "Fe" was a very sensitive but brave foal from day one. She is an athletic level mover much like her momma. She is opinionated but smart. Definitely one to challenge you. |
As a Veterinarian I am called on to examine young horses for health and wellness. I often get to see these youngsters at their 24 hour check up. It's quite honestly one of my favorite things to do. If I wasn't also trying to run a business I would do these check ups free of charge. It's the very best part of our job. We listen to the heart, checking for regularity and lack of murmurs. We listen to the lungs to ensure there is no lingering fluid and air is moving equally through both sides. We feel all the joints to be sure there is no swelling. We check the umbilicus, scrotal area and perineum for any hernias or abnormalities indicating possible inherited reproductive defects. We look at the jaws, to ensure there is no evidence of malignment of the bite. We look at the eyes to be sure we don't have any suspicion of congenital cataracts. And finally we draw blood to make sure that baby received all of the colostrum from momma to set it on the path of health and wellness for a productive life. None of those very important things tell me anything about who the horse is destined to be. The completely healthy and normal 24 hour old foal may grow up to be a clobber footed dingbat who can't walk a straight line without tripping or spooking. What does give me some information as to who this foal will be is how they handle the process of this examination.
Whether your foal was imprinted properly or was gathered from a range mare and trapped in a corner while someone restrains the veterinarian eating momma, you can see right from the start if this is a sensitive, curious, frightful, brave, or smart baby. It still doesn't tell you much about their winning potential but it does give you the first glimpse of their personality. In my very humble and relatively inexperienced opinion, that personality means at least twice what the conformation, breeding and type mean for performance in the long run.
The next important aspect of evaluating a young horse is to be realistic about what you hope that foal will grow up to be. You may have a discipline focused breeding program that is carefully creating foals for a specific purpose that predetermines the athletic future of your foal. You may also have one special mare that you bred in honor of keeping the legacy of that special horse alive in your herd. Either way, the best of intentions can be overridden by so many variables that are completely out of your control and likely more related to your horse's personality or possibly physical limitations. My great grandpa, grandpa, father and uncle were all attorneys. My mother was a paralegal for my father. I was bred to be an attorney and raised in a home filled with it. My personality determined that wasn't possible for me. That's a little anthropomorphic for our foals, but they will tell you what their job should be if you listen. You are much more likely to turn a baby bred for your sport into a happy participant in that sport but they can still surprise you.
This is again why I think personality is so important in your selection. If you are a hunter jumper you want a brave, forward thinking not overly sensitive (spooky or touchy) foal. If you are a reiner you want an athletic, sensitive, smart but level headed foal. If you are a casual trail rider you want a foal that is trusting, quiet, brave but not reactive. It's important to be realistic about your goals. You may think you want a high powered athletic cowy son-of-a-gun, but if you are only a casual hobby cow worker that horse may spin right out from underneath you because his game is bigger than yours!
I believe you can see a lot of this potential in a youngster from day one, but especially by 3 months. It's a little tougher if they haven't been handled much but you can also watch how they interact in the herd or with their mother. You can watch how they learn, how they process stimuli, how they seek release.
So, how do I select my next partner from the small breeding program I have been blessed with? I have a sentimental legacy that I very much want to carry on in selecting an offspring from my stallion. I had hoped to have a son of his to carry on his legacy but he is going to have to carry that legacy through one of his daughters. I am an avid mountain rider but I also love fancy movement and a flashy horse that tests me and forces me to grow and learn with it. I also want pretty. Ultimately, I think I pick out my horses most like Eitan. There is just that something. That indefinable something that touches my soul when I see a horse that needs to be mine. I'm still not going to be able to put it into any more words than that!
Sunday, January 2, 2022
The Nadir
This blog post is going to depart from my general horsemanship ramblings to more of a personal note. I suppose, as all horsemen know, that horsemanship is really life, it won't be as much of a stretch as it may seem at first glance. As Buck Brannaman is much quoted as saying, "Horses and life; it's all the same to me."
I've come to view 2021 as my personal nadir. As I've been wallowing, struggling and trying to breathe through these past months, "nadir" is the most polite and academic term I can come up with. For those of you who's geometry classes are somewhat of a blur, here is the definition of nadir as defined by our friends at Webster
Nadir: the point of the celestial sphere that is directly opposite the zenith and vertically downward from the observer. 2 : the lowest point.
The problem with the term nadir is that it assumes that it is in fact the lowest point and that there will be no points lower in the future. Handy in geometry or astronomical computations, less handy in life. Indeed I cringe slightly to assume this is in fact has been the nadir and that life will be better in the future. That implies a certain amount of hope that is quite frankly difficult to sustain in the sucking pit of nadirism.
Pain, depression and anxiety, regardless of their source or substance can only truly be appreciated by the person for whom they are making their mark. We judge our friends for their ability to weather a storm and marvel at their brave ability to move forward with a perpetual spirit of polyannaism. As a society we are uncomfortable with grief, pain, and depression. It hasn't been that long in our collective psyche that the mentally compromised were stashed away out of sight in some horrific institutions, colloquially dubbed "hospitals" but more akin to dungeons.
In today's more "woke" society we can talk about it in the abstract. We can recognize the importance of mental well being and stability. We have armloads of pharmaceuticals devoted to the pursuit of stable mental health. But we still struggle to know what to do for a friend or loved one that is experiencing the nadir of their own personal storyline arc.
Because as a society we struggle to embrace these nadirs, those left experiencing them are forced to cope in a number of different ways, all of which are then subject to judgement by our friends, families and acquaintances. Unfortunately, without the aid of either professionals who are well versed in these struggles or friends that have reached their nadir and climbed back out again we can struggle to feel like our own personal journey is normal emphasizing the "brokenness" that I think is more disorientating than the depression.
While all of us must go through the day to day and minute to minute realities of our own journey on our own, it is so useful to know that others have felt the way you do and have found a way to feel more "normal" again. But how are we to discover that if we don't talk about it? If talking about it makes your friends feel uncomfortable or that they need to "fix" it for you?
When my best friend hit her nadir and was rocked by personal tragedy that I couldn't even empathize with because of the shear depth of the pain, I was at a loss for how to help. I chose love through distraction for my friend and tried to be present to listen when she needed someone to talk to. But in reality I just couldn't be what she really needed in that time. Thank goodness she had the presence of mind to seek a support group of others that were going through a similar experience to help her understand the process and to help her identify her experience through the filter of other people's journeys.
Then when I hit my low point, she was able to be there for me. Just talking about how low the lows feel and how hard it is some days to just freaking brush your hair and make it out the door. How you have days where you feel pretty dang normal then something hits you out of left field and you are struggling to breath normally again.
Grief and depression are such a personal things. Nobody can truly walk through those things with you. Nobody can take the pain away or say anything that will ease the suffering that has to bleed through your system as it heals you. But, having the freedom to say, "this is how I feel today" and having someone that can say, "Ah, yes. I remember something like that feeling." makes you realize that you are not, after all, crazy. You are not, after all, irrevocably broken. And most importantly, you are not, after all, going to feel like this for the rest of your life.
Having been for the most part a very joyful and optimistic person for the past 48 years it has been earth shattering to me to feel my nadir (dear god, let this be my nadir!). Looking for things that spark joy or trying to count my blessings is a daily chore that I sometimes fail to get done. It's hard not to stare around the world at this dark reality and not just get caught up in the melancholy of it all.
Because society demands it, I hide these feelings most of the time. I play distraction games that allow me to forget or at least to concentrate on something else besides the darkness still sucking at my core. I go to work. I do my chores. I attempt to engage in the things that have brought me joy. But, when I give myself the time to acknowledge the despair it swoops in and grabs me by the ankles and I have to sit and cry for a spell before I can move on again.
So, why am I talking about this? Is this a desperate plea for sympathy? Is this a cry for help or attention? Am I trying to say to the world, look at how tough I have it? Nope. None of those things. I know I am not alone. I know that there are others who are struggling with their own nadirs. I know that loss, suffering, and depression are everywhere and the people struggling may be friends, acquaintances and people that you would never in a million years suspect are struggling. This is why grace is so important. Talking is important when you feel safe to do so. Being NOT OK IS OK!. You don't have to put on a happy face all the time. You don't have to be having the most amazing blessed life all the time. (Social media is the WORST for that!)
We need to normalize the process of being less than okay and still getting through your day. We need to talk about the struggles, the weight of the feelings and the lack of joy that can be a daily burden to carry. We need to be gracious to one another. If you know someone who is struggling, just a quick note, soft word, or quick hug can mean the world to them. Don't make them feel like they have to go away until they can be more happy and normal again. It is brave to face adversity with a smile, but I think it's even braver to stand there and look it in the eye with tears streaming down your face.
Thursday, February 4, 2021
Tricks or Treats
So many topics in the equestrian world spark fierce debate and I suppose that's just human nature all over. Shoes or no shoes, blanket or no blanket, bridles or bitless are all topics of much heated debate in horsey chatrooms and there are avid and well referenced Karens on both sides of the keyboard as well established and successful professional horsemen. The issue of whether it is good and appropriate to "treat" a horse is another one where you can see heated impassioned debate on both sides of the issue. So, let's delve into the ins and outs and whys and why nots of hand feeding treats to your equine partner.
First of all it is important to understand the strength of the nature of association in the brain with positive reinforcement. It is universally understood that positive reinforcement is the strongest training tool that we currently understand in all facets of animal behavior. The association between a behavior and a positive reward can form behavior links that are so strong they can be recreated years after the initial behavior modification is instilled. I had the distinct pleasure of talking to a marine animal trainer when I visited Sea World a few years ago and when he learned I was a visiting veterinarian we spoke at length about how they train the animals to actively cooperate with difficult veterinary procedures like blood sample collection without the aid of any physical restraint. As an equine veterinarian that has to deal with needle shy and sometimes dangerous patients I found this fascinating and it made me realize how barbaric our handling and training of our domestic animals is by comparison. Yes leaping through a hoop and balancing a ball is cool but the real success in operant conditioning in my opinion is having a dolphin swim to you and present a fin for blood draw without a qualm.
Positive reinforcement in operant conditioning is a behavior modification technique in which a pleasant stimulus is added to the environment in direct association with the desired behavior with the purpose of encouraging the frequency of the behavior. This is the method of training universally used in training marine mammals, zoo animals and most circus performing animals as well. While you hear the horror stories of negative reinforcement and barbaric techniques like shocks, whips, and prods being applied in those settings, they are actually much more common in our domestic training programs, specifically in all equestrian fields. Indeed our entire training program that relies on the use of physical aids is negative reinforcement. You apply an uncomfortable stimuli (even if it's very mild) and the horse responds and the stimuli is taken away. That is negative reinforcement. It is also a safe, effective and humane way of training but that is not the method of training that is traditionally most effective for long term behavior changes.
Animals trained with positive reinforcement will often offer the behavior in an attempt to garner the reward that they are used to receiving. An animal trained in negative reinforcement will seldom do the same as they have been taught that the status quo of being left alone is the ultimate reward.
Because every single horseman is by default an amateur trainer it is imperative that we understand behavior modification and the ramifications of each type if we are going to make decisions and continue to train our animals to have the behaviors that we desire whatever their intended purpose or use in our lives from pleasant companion to elite athlete. Timing and feel of the addition of stimuli or removal of stimuli are essential for creating the behaviors we desire. You may have heard the horseman's refrain, horse's learn from the release of pressure not the pressure itself. That is an elemental pillar of behavior modification through negative reinforcement. The timing of the reward in both positive and negative reinforcement is imperative for the association to be paired with the appropriate behavior and here in lies the rub.
It is possible, through poor timing to create positive reinforcement associations for the WRONG BEHAVIOR and this is what gives food rewards such a bad name in horsemanship circles. This is why you will hear people say that using food rewards creates dangerous horses that will bite you or that it teaches them disrespect for the person or that they will get to the point that they will only do something for the reward. These are all examples of the horse training the human through poor timing of positive reinforcement. The wrong behaviors are rewarded, which creates very strong behavior pathways that are challenging to rewire and often are rewired through the use of another form of operant conditioning which is punishment.
Punishment in terms of behavior modification is the opposite of reinforcement and may also be termed positive or negative punishment. Punishment is stimuli in response to a behavior that will decrease the frequency of that behavior. An example of positive punishment in the equestrian world is "shanking" or jerking the lead rope in response to a horse walking forward uninvited. I'm sure you can think of many instances of positive punishment that are very common in most equestrian circles. Negative punishment is the removal of a pleasant stimuli that is meant to decrease a behavior. Leaving a horse tied until they are able to stand quietly would be an example. You remove the pleasant stimuli of comfort of moving or of companionship until they cease the undesirable behavior of equine temper tantrum. It's essentially the time out philosophy. While there is debate among behaviorists as to the ultimate effectiveness of punishment in behavior modification there is little doubt that the biggest down side to punishment is the likeliness of side effects related to the punishment. Again, we can see many examples in our equestrian world. Horse bites (maybe because they've taught the human to give them a treat that way) owner reacts by whacking said horse, horse responds by flipping it's head and becoming "head shy" in response to sudden movements of the hand. Repeat 3 times and it's a well established behavior pattern.
So, how can we as horsemen use the exceptionally potent training modality of positive reinforcement within the constructs of traditional horsemanship? A few years back I had the opportunity to discuss this with renowned equine behaviorist Dr. Sue McDonnell of New Bolton Center, University of Pennsylvania. Dr. McDonnell has long been one of my veterinary heroes as she specializes in reproductive behavior modification in horses. I find her work absolutely fascinating and the studies she has performed on basic herd dynamics in feral ponies is well worth the read for any horseman. After listening to Dr. McDonnell lecture for several hours on the effectiveness of positive reinforcement in horses I asked her how in the world can we use this in horses when our entire riding tradition is based on negative reinforcement and the application of aides? It would require an entirely different method of riding. The best we could come up with is a bit that would dispense something tasty when the right behavior was achieved. Not at all practical when trying to teach a horse to chase down a steer!!
While I don't see that we will ever be able to replace the use of negative reinforcement and training aids in our ridden horses I do believe that the piece that can be strongly cultivated through positive reinforcement is partnership. In Cowboy Dressage we place partnership right at the top of our list of equestrian goals. We want our horses to be with us, mind, heart, and soul and to desire our company as much as we desire theirs. We also want our horses to be safe and easy to handle and man, if we can encourage their active participation in the training process as much as possible, I'm all for that as well! Using well timed positive reinforcement we can encourage the horses to crave the training and interaction.
We use positive reinforcement to create a training environment that the horses crave. As a matter of fact, we often have trouble convincing them to leave when their training session is over. The desire to be with you and to be engaged in the activity becomes stronger and stronger through the proper application of positive rewards. This isn't bribery. This isn't about being a human Pez dispenser every time the horse sticks his nose out. It also isn't about riding around with a pocket full of treats to dispense when ever the horse does something amazing. Unless you are able to give the horse a food reward the moment the appropriate maneuver is performed you are ultimately rewarding them for stopping work while you fish a treat out of your pocket. (Although I have used this exact method for a horse that was anxious and unable to stand still in the middle of the dressage court!) So, while we can and do use positive reinforcement to train things like picking up the feet or putting on the bridle, mostly we use it to encourage quiet togetherness. We reward the horses just for hanging out with us and once they want to be with you, anything is possible, I believe.
Now, remember what I cautioned early on, there is a good reason why many very great horsemen discourage hand feeding of treats. Positive reinforcement can quickly and strongly influence the wrong behavior when used with poor timing. Rewarding a horse even once for aggressively frisking your pockets and you just reinforced the mugging behavior. Give a horse a treat because they are pawing and wont stand still and you want to distract them will quickly create a horse that is a chronic pawer. Bribing a horse to stand still by dispensing treats when they try to walk off will create a horse that is likely to never stand still. You absolutely must be 100% cognizant of the behavior you are trying to create and the environment you are trying to encourage if you are going to try to use positive reinforcement and that is why so many trainers tell their clients not to use it at all. But, if you are aware of the ramifications of this powerful tool, I think it is a great thing to experiment with. We readily encourage positive punishment in the equine world; "Whack him! Don't let him get away with that!!" which can also create unwanted behaviors as a side effect. Maybe it's time we started accepting the power of positive reinforcement as well!
Friday, January 29, 2021
A Pandemic of Peace: Lessons of 2020
They say everyone has one book in them. Maybe that is true, but how do you know if you have more than one? I will freely admit that since completing the book Dressage The Cowboy Way, I have been very remiss in the creation of any piece of written word. As I begin to start planning the next book project (projects, if I am honest) I realize that the writing muscle is just like any other muscle and goes soft when allowed to sit fallow for too long. So, dear reader, if you can bear with me, I think it's time to get back to the ol' keyboard. Welcome to the first blog of 2021.
I suppose the other reason that I have had more trouble than usual writing about the topic of horsemanship is that it has always been my struggles that have dictated my horsemanship musings. The written word is often how I delve into the mental process of understanding how the horse's mind works. It's how I come to grip with my huge blunders, small accomplishments and big concepts understood (or misunderstood). Since my horses have grown up a bit and I have been able to make slow but steady progress I have been less mired in the breakdown of horsemanship minutia in order to try to understand what goes on in those equine brains. And let's face it, 2020 was unconventional. It's pretty hard to say anything earth shattering on the greater topic of horsemanship when the entire globe is a dumpster fire of TP hording, murder hornets and plaque!
So, we look to 2021 and back on the lessons of 2020 with a grateful heart just to be here and an open mind and appreciation for every minute that we get to spend in the saddle. It is that grateful quiet heart that has been the greatest gift of this past year.
When COVID hit early in 2020 and the world started to shut down, Idaho was slow to follow. We watched what was happening in the rest of the world wondering how it would affect us here in N. Idaho. Surely we would just stay in for a couple of weeks and then things would get back to normal. I think we are all beginning to realize that normal will never be the same normal again. The shut down occurred for us as we were packing and preparing to head to California for our annual horsemanship school. We spend a week every spring with our second family down in Grass Valley, California. Under the watchful eye of Eitan Beth-Halachmy we hone our skills, check our progress and chart our course for the work we will do with our horses for the rest of the year. I can't understate how important that week of school is for us. When we lost that benchmark followed closely by the loss of our live shows I think we all felt adrift. All of the goals I had sketched out on my vision board for 2020 suddenly seemed trite, narcissistic and purposeless.
I have always been a big goal setter. I think having a road map for my progress is essential to success. I've been setting lofty goals for myself for as long as I can remember then working diligently towards that goal until I can check that box and then as soon as it is checked set an other goal even loftier and more difficult to achieve. It has served me well for goal reaching and box checking if not for smelling the roses and appreciating the moment. When 2020 removed all of my goals and structure and left me with an open ended flight plan, I had to learn how to embrace the moment. It may have been the biggest benefit of 2020.
As social distancing became the way of the world I took to the mountains and saw more back country than I have seen in my 16 years in this amazing county. I found a renewed love for the high mountains that I had really missed since my riding time got carved into smaller pieces often happening while I was teaching someone. Instead of spending every minute of my time in the arena attempting to tune my horse for the next show or to reach the next goal I remembered what it felt like to play and to hop on bareback and prance down to the lake at sunset or race around the arena just because. I remembered that sometimes just sitting on your horse in the middle of the arena watching the clouds roll over head is the most beautiful piece of training you can do. I was reminded of the joy of leisurely brushing my horse's tail in the sunshine instead of obsessing about keeping it clean and long and white for the next show.
The virtual show format was also a gift. Instead of the hours traveling, setting up, nervously getting your horse acclimated to the new venue then rushing about to get to your class only to wait around sweating by the in gate, we were able to ride right here at home. While there are definitely very good things that come from traveling and showing our horse, the stress free environment of the virtual show allowed us to just ride and remove the stress that comes with showing.
I didn't win any big awards in 2020. I didn't check any big goals off my vision board. I didn't set the Cowboy Dressage world on fire with any of my spectacular performances. But the rewards that I did receive were enormous and priceless and irreplaceable. Partnership, harmony, and an inner peace that is hard to obtain in any other way than in the quiet spaces of time when it is just you and your horse and the peace of a stolen moment.
I still take my horsemanship very seriously. I still work hard every single time I am in the arena. But what I have made sure to add each time I ride whether I have the time for it or not, is the peace and appreciation for the moment that 2020 taught me we cannot take for granted. Maybe my ride is cut short by life or the dang phone that never seems far away. Maybe I only get 15 minutes of actual saddle time. But what I don't skimp on is the connection and the time to just sit and be, whether in the saddle or out. To just be at peace and tell my horse how thankful I am for the time I get to spend with them. That time, and that partnership is more valuable in the long run that the fabulous feats of horsemanship that we chase.
So thank you 2020 for reminding us that we aren't really in the driver's seat. Life and all that comes with it is precious and fleeting. The gift of the sun on our shoulders and the smell of leather and horse sweat is enough. I hope that it doesn't take another global pandemic to remind us of the simple pleasures in life. I hope that normalcy returns in some form as the decade marches on. I will continue to scratch out some goals each year, but I'm not going to loose the forest for the valuable TP producing trees as I march down my horsemanship trail.





