It’s official. Ngugi and I are jumping full courses, and I finally have video to prove it.

My dad is my biggest supporter and came out to my lesson this morning to record it all. He knows that my sister and I have adored horses since we were little girls. Although, when I think about it, my love grew as a result of just wanting to copy every thing my older sister did. As adults, we both have horses and bond over our peaks and valleys with our four-legged companions. It is real love for both of us. It’s a love that my dad helped to cultivate. And I think that all this time he has known what horses can do in the lives of people. He understands the long history humans and horses have had–all the wars they have helped to fight (for us), all the fields they have plowed (for us), all the carriages they have pulled (for us)…

More importantly, he understands all the wars our horses (Ngugi, Wes, Lucky, and Clown) have fought FOR US (my sister and me). They’ve helped to build us up and teach us about the fruit of commitment and dedication, repetition and consistency. Horses do that. They beg for us to pick them as our “forever horse,” our “forever friend.” When we make this decision to commit to them, I’d argue that sometimes they end up doing more for our sense of self than what we end up doing for them. I mean, I sure hope I’ve helped to provide Ngugi with a greater sense of purpose. Just watching her in this video makes me think about how much she loves having a job to do. Jumping, that is. She absolutely loves jumping. I can see it in the way her ears perk. I can feel it in the energy she exudes. It’s not a nervous energy anymore; it’s a radiant energy that I can feel transfer from her to me every time we jump. I like to think of it as an outlet for her. She’s certainly the type of horse who will get into trouble if her job is mundane, monotonous, drudgery…

But, she really is helping me build myself. Our time together rewards me with more inner strength and energy for all the best days of my life that haven’t happened yet.

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