Mountain Air Trails and Stable

10/22/2025

10/22/2025

10/18/2025

Why didnt anyone believe me???

Sometimes I get frustrated at claims of being able to heal horses from obscure or incurable issues, its not because I feel i have all the answers I just know for some horses there isnt one

I read a comment from a professional that owners were killing their horses, yet only they had found the answer, and first rule of an unscrupulous professional is to lay guilt at the owners feet of you just didnt try hard enough, i am sure that is what you need to hear when you have made that hard decision at often the end of a long hard, expensive, frustrating, guilt ridden, heartbreaking journey, that hey you just weren't good enough!!!

I saw another professional laying doubt on an already well researched subject and of course just buy their course and you to could do better even though the owner had actually come on to defend her horse she was ignored, made to feel not good enough, it was her fault, like as owners of these horses we do not need reminding of emotions we have felt time and time again. Like we get it we know we have lived it or living it.

I am very passionate about defending the owner for I was you, I owned that horse, I went through it and I had those that first didnt believe me, then didnt think I was good enough, I knew I couldnt do better yet it didnt make it any easier.

My horses issue wasnt consistent enough to get a diagnosis, the intermittent was his downfall for you cannot medicate a good day, yet people very rarely see the bad often only the owners get to see the really bad days and we have nowhere to turn except internalise the true feeling of desperation at being helpless in a situation beyond our control.
I would see him with his struggle to breath correctly on his bad days, yet medically he always checked out clear.

Would I have taken up the offer of a miracle cure?? Of course I would.
Were there unscrupulous professionals that preyed on my desperation??
Of course there were.
Was i in a better position because I worked as a therapist??
Nope because in my heart I just wanted him to be right.
Why do they pluck the issues that often others dont have the answer to??
Because they know failure to help holds no accountability because the horse was at the end of the road anyway.

I still felt pressured to just carry on, I doubted myself and what I knew and sent him away for backing age 6 the day he came back was the day he bucked under saddle and that was the day he was retired for I knew it was the girth tightening that exasperated the intermittent issues he had had in the past.
Do I feel guilty for that ?? Of course I do yet it cemented the change that I know my horse best not some person on zoom

I lost him aged 8 on a muggy day where the air quality was bad and I dont know why but I knew he was a horse that would not be here for a long time and I often reflect back he was the one who wanted to be with me the most if I was that way inclined I would maybe say he knew his time was short.

So my rants about unscrupulous professionals wether through a self belief, a guru status, ego or simply one who deletes anyone who points out what they see as a viewer so only new viewers see nothing but adulation is not because I dont want to see horses getting help its simply because I was the owner who needed help and guilt is something that should never be procured to get an income, desperation can lead us down many roads make sure those who are holding out their hand to help are not those who may let go when things get tough.

10/17/2025

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10/16/2025

10/16/2025

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It is my belief that horses have a sense we don’t have, or we forgot, or squashed out of ourselves.

I don’t have a singular word for it. But I believe this sense is as real for them as sight, sound, hearing, taste is for us. Every now and then, we catch a shadow of it, the ghost of it, the smoke from where there was fire.

For us, we need a lot of study, focus and energy to be able to hold just a pale memory of this sense, but a horse walks with this sense in a mundane way.

Things have happened and continue to happen in a life lived with horses where they demonstrate an uncanny and accurate ability to just know something they could not have known.

Since the last full moon, my horses have been having “conferences” here at this spot in my pasture. Always facing north west. So much so, that it stopped me mid conversation with a guest on Monday. Monday, also, was when my dog Bruce began the active dying process. The same day- my horses gathered, quietly aligning north west, each day. Particularly at sunset.

Then, the day I said goodbye to Bruce, as I exited the house with him in my arms, carrying him with my vet, and Bruce’s first family, my heart horse Sanson was standing in the spot, facing North West. From 100 meters away, he locked eyes with me, calmly, intently. And kept his eyes on me as we walked the loop around the track, into the pasture, and to Bruce’s grave.

Even when the gate to the grass opened, Sani didn’t flinch or shift. He stood with his spine facing north west, eyes on me.

As I buried Bruce, Sani stood here, in this photo. The geometry of the land placed his position directly perpendicular to my back, my shoulders. My left shoulder pointing north west like his spine does. I was once told that my trauma exits my body through my left shoulder.

As soon as Bruce was laid to rest, Bruce lay with his nose facing this same direction, north west to the autumn sunset point. Sani looked at me once more, then softly walked away to eat some hay.

I don’t know what it was. I’m not insinuating it’s anything. All I know is it was something. Something my horses feel as normal as sight and sound- perhaps more. And something I am privileged to study and understand as I live a life next to them.