A New Era

I have decided to no longer say that I “do” Parelli. It really doesn’t mean much, but here’s my explanation so that there isn’t any confusion: For one, “Parelli” and “Natural Horsemanship” are labels and even though I don’t associate them with anything negative like many people do, they are...

Back At It

It’s hard to believe that it has been an entire month since my last blog post. Where has time gone? How is it November already? I now have a full-time job, which means less time for other things but also money. Money is good. It also means there’s more...

A Moment of Patience

I rode Estella last night for the first time since our not-so-great ride last week. She started out fine online: pretty motivated and connected. I wanted to do a few transitions on a circle before getting on to help her start thinking about downward transitions based on my energy,...

Why I Do Parelli

A friend recently asked me why I do Parelli and how all of the ground work transfers to the saddle. What a great question! I guess I have never explained that before, so here goes: When I first became interested in Parelli, it was because I had heard their...

Change

I have mentioned before how much I enjoy reading Anna Marciniak’s posts on horsemanship and life. At first I only grasped some of it. I loved what she had to say about horsemanship, but her words on life were a little hard for me to understand. So much about thoughts, ego, awareness,...

At The End of My Rope

Estella has been pulling lately and I’m over it. Not like dragging me around, but I know it can turn into that. It started by just slightly taking the slack out of the rope when she swings her head (which is still a work in progress), but it has...

Positive and Progressive

We had a conference at work this week which seriously cut into my blog time (ugh), but I have had a wonderful week at the barn, none-the-less! Over the week I have seen a common theme among blog posts, articles, Facebook posts, and so on, which was: stay positive...

Cloud 9

I am in love with the fact that I walk away from all my Parelli lessons feeling like a million bucks, and last night was no different. I haven’t had a lesson since February and have only ridden four times since then, so I wasn’t sure if I should...

The Indoor Arena of Doom

There is something about indoor arenas that turns me into a dictator. Maybe it’s because I hate being in there and feel the need to rush and get out of there, but whatever the reason, we just don’t mix well. Yesterday it rained all day long so I was...

For the Win

Growing up as a small girl around large horses, I was told that I “needed to be the boss.” If my horse did something that was not what I wanted, it was okay to “get after them” because I was small and couldn’t risk letting them walk all over...