A Little Luck and Chaos

 

   I was one of those little girls who asked for a pony every christmas and birthday, until the hard reality set in that it was never going to happen, after which I only asked for one as I joke. I was the girl as a child who would get overly bonded to one horse in lessons so as to convince myself it was really mine, who would drag feet leaving the barn after a weekly lesson, and buy anything with a horse on. One of those children to whom it wasn't a period of childhood, but a deep rooted love to obsession that has yet to leave me, and I hope never shall. But you reading this know all that, you know my ups and downs in the horse world, my finding of new barns, work, and accident, my recovery, and the finding of Wishing Well where I am now.
     So with great excitement  tell announce here the latest update in my life's story this past tuesday with the help and support of many people I officially purchased my first horse. A project, I don't plan to keep her, and while this may seem crazy to some she really is the perfect first horse. About 14 years old, a quarter horse mare she's a light chestnut, or red dun. I found her on a small farm in Greenville, Ohio and after a long time she is finally home. Despite her age she really knows almost nothing, so she truly is a project, but a good one and each time I work with her she makes wonderful progress the goal will be to sell her by the end of summer, if not before. She comes to me in a time of my life when I feel almost pushed to the ground by the sheer weight of my life, yet I am able to stand tall, because when dreams come true it seems the world is your for the taking, no matter how crazy they are. They second time I rode her my trainer said to me
     "She is chaos, you are riding chaos, so on her you need to be the calm reason" and even though that is hard its a beautiful way to look at life, to take responsibility of what goes around you and be the calm admits all that chaos, and a good way to practice is on my little piece of luck, Felica Mara.