12/14/2025
“Paradise” from the perspective of a horse doesn’t exist behind the bars of a stall.
No matter how deeply bedded, how large or how warm.
Paradise for a horse exists within the potential for choice.
A warm and dry shelter to seek should they so choose, but with the option to leave if they want to wander.
Space to stretch their legs, to exercise, to play.
To be able to move at all gaits, without being confined to such a small space that they can only trot a short distance before there’s a fence in the way.
Paradise for a horse means being surrounded by friends — other horses — to bond with, play and to feel safe within the presence of.
Paradise isn’t isolation, it isn’t loneliness.
It isn’t the deprivation of all freedoms of movement, unless of a course a rider is making the decisions.
Paradise is offering the horse friends, freedom and forage.
The choice to make autonomous decisions, to snack on hay, to be amongst friends.
The capacity to exist as the flight animal that theh are.
Not to be confined to a small space until their next use, much like a car.