Hello, and welcome back to the blog.
Since my last post, “Becoming a Sidelines Equestrian,” I’ve often wondered in what way horses might find their way back into my life. To be honest, I didn’t have an answer. At the time, I thought that writing about them was all I could manage— and even that felt like reaching for something just out of sight and I never quite managed to create any posts here on BBEquines. I have been writing, though— just not here. I’ve spent a lot of time in my journal, reflecting and learning to ‘be’.
Then one day, I reached out to a Riding for the Disabled centre, hoping to lend a hand. Their next volunteer intake wasn’t until early 2026—much later than I’d hoped. Still, I reminded myself that sometimes, timing unfolds for reasons we can’t yet see.
So, I kept looking.
That’s when I found a place called Life with Horses—a haven for ex-racehorses who are given the chance to heal, learn, and eventually find new homes. Immediately, I felt the familiar ache of losing Harry and felt a quiet nudge to reach out. Before long, I’d booked a visit, and there I was, driving out to meet a horse for the first time in months.
It felt like coming back to myself.
I decided to become a sponsor at the centre and found myself matched with a beautiful thoroughbred named Prince Brinky. I’ll share more about him soon—he’s quite special.
Just as I was settling into this new chapter, life had one more surprise waiting. An old friend from the agistment where I kept Bryni and Harry reached out, asking if I might help with some of the riding at her place. And, of course, I couldn’t say no. The opportunity to help other riders and to potentially get back into the saddle myself? Yes please!
It seems, in its own gentle way, the universe has been guiding me back and in ways I had not considered.
And so, another chapter awaits. I do worry that I may struggle to carry out both but I certainly want to try. Brinky allows me the opportunity to continue in my own education and to help a more than worthy cause, and being at the place I used to agist gives me the sense of community I have been missing these past months.
It’s not quite the same as owning a horse, but it seems like the perfect set up for my life, allowing me precious time with my son, as well as valuable contributions to two communities.
I can’t wait to write more about this journey.
Happy Horsing!
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