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Breathe in. Breathe out. Be present. This is the advice I give myself while I’m riding. Or when a horse presents with a unique quirk and...

“He’s just being lazy!” The instructor said, smacking the trotting horse on the rump. “Come on, canter!”  I was watching my friend in a...

As a girl, I believed in magic. I believed in wardrobes that could lead to fantastical lands, princesses from other worlds with unicorns...

“Why would I let my horse choose? He’s not very good at making decisions. He’s a horse.”  This was my first thought when I learned about...

“Why is she so nervous? What does she see? There must be danger! Human, what should I do? She’s not telling me what to do, so I guess I...

Rachael and Cowboy I’ve been riding off and on my entire life. My mom was a horse training and riding instructor, so it was inevitable...

It’s winter. The land is hard, the air is cold, the nights are long. A young girl, bereft after the loss of her parents, sits outside of...

What do you think of when I say “magic?” Does the word invoke images of wizards and witches casting spells? Or maybe you see Tinker Bell...

Hi! I’m Kiki Teague, Rachael’s mom. I’ve been riding horses since I was four. That was at night, in my dreams, but it counts!  My mom...

If you’ve read my previous blog post ( My journey from fear to fun ), you know that I struggled with fear after an experience where I...

I grew up with a horse trainer for a mom. I spent my childhood in the lounge room of her Spanish-riding focused barn, eating cake left by...