I heard grunts and a prolonged groan, then more banging. All was dark in the stable as I entered and reached for the light switch...

Back in Yogi’s gentling pen, I clicked and tossed carrot bits into his bucket if he looked at me. Around day 3 of this, I lost my clicker...

Through this blog, I may be able to link equestrian hopefuls with equestrian helpers, so they too can achieve their wildest dreams...

My deep connection with my horses, along with personal trauma...drew me to complementary health offerings, including Reiki.