The Blondes

Deb Harper, extraordinary Natural Horsemanship trainer, sent me these heartwarming photos of Sean and JoJo, the sibling palominos, taken on the very day their owner came to pick them up.  Those of you who read my posts on Wittgenstein and the CHHAPS show in Maple Ridge, BC, will remember how Sean and I connected; how his expressive face spoke to me; how much I learned about listening, asking and patience.  If I can manage WordPress correctly, you should be able to see the blondes with Deb.  Visit Deb’s site at:  http://www.debharperhorses.com   Tell her Sean sent you….she’ll know it was me.

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Olivia D’Errico Accepts Trophy for Team Canada Juniors at Bromont

Olivia D’Errico Accepts Trophy for Team Canada Juniors at Bromont

I arrived almost too late to see them…Olivia and her nine-year-old mare, She’s the One.  The CEC final was scheduled for 2pm, so Dave and I took our time driving to Bromont and stopped for brunch, although we were careful to avoid the Champlain Bridge; we took the Mercier and Hwy 138 instead.  Good thing…because not 40 minutes after we’d arrived and my cousin, Rico, found us, his lithe, lovely, determined daughter Olivia was up next.  I don’t think it was quite 1pm yet.  Whew!  They did a beautiful job; clearly, She’s the One, a Dutch Warmblood, understands her job:  she gives nice air-time and brings all four hooves under just as she should, nicely symmetrical.  

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Olivia D’Errico and “She’s the One” !

Olivia D’Errico and “She’s the One” !

First competitor on the course, Olivia D’Errico and her mare She’s the One set the tone with a faultless run. The jump-off being immediate in such circumstances, D’Errico tackles the course once again, and remains faultless in a time of 41.61.”  I just had to blog

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War Horse

War Horse

I must have been living under a rock.  I’ve only just now heard about Spielberg’s production of War Horse, a novel by Michael Purgaro.  War Horse has already won the Tony award in the UK as a play (yes, a play with puppet horses); is now playing on Broadway in New York to sold-out audiences.  The movie will be released in Canada near Christmas.  Published in 1982, this inspiring story, told by the horse himself, has finally reached the silver screen.  I can’t wait to read the book and then see it interpreted by the incomparable Spielberg.  Go to the following sites to see the movie trailer and to see a wonderful monologue by the author, Purgaro, about the genesis of the book.  

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Brideshead Revisited

Brideshead Revisited

As I slog along in life, it always throws me when just a smell or a place or a person can propel me into a hellish period of my past, one of many temporal nodes decorating life’s stress lines.  At those moments, when my spirit is overtaken by such an unbidden mnemonic, I am returned, violently, to a place of powerlessness.  The memory overwhelms, not just current reality, but erases for the time being all the self-growth, the va-et-vient of character as it is hammered-and-tonged in the forge of life.  It all sounds too precious, I know, but the return to that place of suppression of self, of terror of doing the wrong thing (by someone else’s lights, not yours, never yours and so how do you know if and when you’re doing their “wrong”?) or of  being abused for inscrutable and clearly irrational reasons, paralyzes the soul.  You are back there where there is no escape, no justice, no appeal to reason and all recourse is just a hollow calling out into the dark of the night where no one will hear and no help is about.  All the wisdom you’ve hoarded and transformed into the personal inner resources you call upon to rescue that damaged, deadly memory seem to have gone on the lam somewhere–somewhere, anyway, where you can’t access and apply them.  

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