Emotional Connection

Currently Ari lives in an open paddock stable with pasture and hay ad lib.

What often happens at renting stables is that horses come and go. The horses which stay always have to find their place again in the herd. This can cause emotional stress for them.

Horses are not so different from us. Imagine that you have lived for a period of time with a group of people in a small or bigger house. You have made friends and lived in a structured community, where everyone has his duties. And from one day to the other you will be ripped out of this community. Without knowing why or what is happening.

This summer our herd seemed very harmonious. 3 geldings, a Quarter, a Berber, a Franches-Montagnes (which is a Swiss breed described as either a “heavy warmblood” or a “light coldblood”) and Ari, my Spanish-mix. Yes, I know it is said that mixed herds with geldings and mares of all ages is ideal. But sometimes this is not possible. I am observing Ari very well and I can for sure tell that she is doing just fine with her boys.

It is a young group, Ari and two of the boys, 5 years old and the Quarter, 10 years old. A clear hierarchy, as we know it from wild horses for example, does somehow not exist. They split in two groups. Ari and Nabucco, the Franches-Montagnes. And the other two, although somehow the two guys seem more reserved and introverted. I have never seen them groom each other or show any affection towards other horses. For me their behavior makes absolutely sense due to other reasons, but this is not the story now.

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Where did the free spirit of the Horse go?

For native Indians the horse represents mobility, stamina, strength and power. It also represents loyalty, love, devotion and mutual respect.

When I think of a horse the first thing thats pops in my mind is: Free Spirit

But when I look around at what is going on in stables and how humans use these wise beings, unfortunately I don’t see a lot of spirit left in the horses.

Instead I see humans controlling their horses with equipments produced exactly for that purpose. I see humans, who don’t smile, ever…they look more like their riding towards war. Everything is heavy and so serious. And if you look at the horse you will see the exact same picture. Continue reading

The Magic of Crows

As a kid I was fascinated by birds. I had this big book, with all kinds of birds in it. I guess half of these birds don’t exist by now…I drew them all and I remember I preferred the colourful ones most…

Somehow I was always scared by these big, black ones, the crows. I guess I watched Hitchcock’s “The Birds” too many times. He must have been fascinated by birds too…

Only recently I discovered my passion for crows. I think it is because of their looks. Black, dark, mystic and somehow scary. I also have a passion for bats by the way.

I loved all the Hitchcock movies. I loved horror movies in general. And although they scared the shit out of me, I was searching for the pain, the darkness, the horror. This is also the picture I had about crows.

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