Horses For The Soul

02/22/2026

A Lesson in Magic

The gate squeaked open and I paused to take a conscious breath. No matter how many times a day I go through the gate into the horses’ pasture, it still feels like entering a secret garden of possibility, and I want to be ready to make the most of it. As I approached the barnyard, one of my favorite scenes unfolded: Little Magic, the yearling Morgan horse, was sprawled out, sound asleep, surrounded by the older horses, all happily dozing or munching absent-mindedly on hay....

The gate squeaked open and I paused to take a conscious breath. No matter how many times a day I go through the gate into the horses’ pasture, it still feels like entering a secret garden of possib…

01/30/2026

As yet untitled environmental installation… inspired by making it through January so far in Maryland

12/15/2025

11/20/2025

Sharing the story of a Little Magic coming along!

He stepped off the trailer after much encouragement and some grain in a bucket to lead the way. His mane was matted with dread locks, his coat greasy and patchy. He was underweight and one front ho…

11/20/2025

A Little Magic

He stepped off the trailer after much encouragement and some grain in a bucket to lead the way. His mane was matted with dread locks, his coat greasy and patchy. He was underweight and one front hoof was a club foot – it looked like he was standing on a block instead of a hoof. The yearling was hesitant, awkward in his movements and trying hard to comprehend how his entire world and everything he had ever known had just shifted so radically....

He stepped off the trailer after much encouragement and some grain in a bucket to lead the way. His mane was matted with dread locks, his coat greasy and patchy. He was underweight and one front ho…

10/11/2025

He has a home. He has a name. He has a purpose. Get ready, world!

10/04/2025

Thank you for being the best emcee anyone could hope for. You kept the and fundraiser for AND me on rails… incredible!!

09/25/2025

Center in the unexpected.

05/27/2025

When it's cold and the sky is spitting a nasty blend of rain and snow down on you, and you are excited to come out and see a horse anyway... that is where the magic starts. Juno came to the farm in mid-December, when his recently acquired safe home fell through and the person who wanted the best for him trusted me to offer him a good life....

When it’s cold and the sky is spitting a nasty blend of rain and snow down on you, and you are excited to come out and see a horse anyway… that is where the magic starts. Juno came to t…

05/26/2025

This leading lady has still got it! Bobbilinkapoo turning heads and warming hearts.

04/25/2025

My first vinyl collection was a beloved assortment of stories, handed down from older cousins, uncles and maybe even my mother. The records were well-loved with a few skips and scratches by the time they came to me. Among the favorites were Dr. Dolittle, The Jungle Book, and Ferdinand the Bull. It's no wonder that I grew up understanding that animals were friends and allies, with hearts and minds and voices of their own....

My first vinyl collection was a beloved assortment of stories, handed down from older cousins, uncles and maybe even my mother. The records were well-loved with a few skips and scratches by the tim…

03/17/2025

There has been a lack of words, a lack of writing in my life these last couple of years. I am starting to find words again, as the horses seem to be speaking up – in their own, nonverbal way. Is it just me? Have I rounded some corner in my relationship with them? Or is the way they are speaking up with everyone who comes to work with them shifting?...

There has been a lack of words, a lack of writing in my life these last couple of years. I am starting to find words again, as the horses seem to be speaking up – in their own, nonverbal way. Is it…