When good intentions aren't enough
I was one of the lucky ones
My parents loved our horses the way you love family. They never pushed us to go riding if we didn't feel like it, and their reasoning was simple: if we didn't feel like it, how could our horse feel like it? They decided to let the horses choose whether to go inside their stable or outside in their paddock, against every piece of advice they received from 'true horse people'. They just used their common sense and followed their feel. And looking back, they did an extraordinary job.
For me, horses were never really about riding. As a kid, I spent hours with them without ever getting on. Just being with them. Riding only ever felt truly good when hopping on bareback, bridleless. When it was something that existed out of flow. I made a choice, my horse made a choice. It was a different type of interaction we explored. As a kid I was intuitively finding ways to become part of my little herd. I still remember the excitement of being invited into activities my horses would normally only do with each other. Those were the moments that felt truly magical.
I grew up knowing that a different path existed, even if I didn't have all the words for it yet. And that's what makes me think a lot about the people who didn't have that. Who were handed a way of doing things and trusted it completely, because nobody ever showed them anything else.
Think back to when it started
Close your eyes for a moment and go back. Back to when you first fell in love with horses. What did that feel like? What were you actually looking for?
For most of us, it had nothing to do with getting a horse to go along with things they never agreed to. It was something much simpler and much deeper than that. It was about love. Awe. Belonging. The dream of an unbreakable bond with a creature that takes your breath away. That they would one day truly choose you. Not because they had to. But because you became soulmates.
And then, somewhere along the way, riding lessons happened. And with them came a whole set of ideas about what horses are for and how they should behave and what a good horse-human relationship looks like.
But here's the question worth sitting with: did your horse ever get a say in any of it? Was it the kind of relationship you first dreamed of? Or did something shift, quietly, without you noticing?
A caring heart isn't always enough
Most of the horse harm I see doesn't come from people who don't care. It comes from people who care deeply, but who were handed outdated training methods. Traditions passed down without anyone questioning them. Whole generations taught that a quiet horse is a happy horse. That compliance means connection. That horses make 'stupid decisions'. That the human's plan is always the right plan.
You can love your horse with your whole heart and still be working from outdated information.
And that says nothing about who you are. That's just where most of us start.
What makes it complicated is that horses are incredibly good at adapting to us. Most of them learn to work within whatever world we create for them. A horse who has learned that saying no leads to more pressure will eventually stop saying no. And we look at that horse and 'see' willingness, trust, happiness.
But there's a difference between a horse who is willing and a horse who has simply learned that trying isn't worth it.
Feeling connected isn't the same as being connected
This is one of the parts that can be hardest to hear, and also one of the most important.
We as humans can feel deeply connected to a horse who is not freely choosing us. That connection only flows one way. The feeling is real, it's just not always telling us what we think it is. A horse who has learned to obey, follow along, and not resist can feel like partnership. It can feel like harmony. It can even feel like love. But does your horse feel the same way about you?
Don't confuse obedience with freedom to choose. To truly choose you. A yes only has real meaning when a no is a safe option. If the no has been quietly, consistently removed from the conversation, not out of cruelty, but through sheer repetition of what was expected, then the yes doesn't mean what we think it means. The horse has just learned that there's no other option.
There is always a deeper way
Even within what we call natural horsemanship, those layers exist. There are many approaches that use the language of the horse and speak of partnership, while still keeping all the decisions firmly in the human's hands. That measure progress by what gets achieved rather than by who the horse is becoming in the relationship.
There is always more to find. More honesty in how we read the signals. More depth in how we work with what the horse brings on any given day. More courage in letting the horse's reality actually change our plans.
When we start seeing all of this, there's often a wave of guilt. A looking back that can become its own kind of stuck. The question worth sitting with isn't: 'I did all of this to my horse, am I even a good person?' The question is: 'What does my horse need, now that I can see more clearly? How can I become a partner for my horse?'
That's where something real begins. The commitment to doing differently once you know better. Noticing when you're taking when you could receive. Asking whether today's session is in service of the relationship or in service of your own agenda.
Nobody showed us differently
The people who taught us what they knew also loved horses. They were also doing their best with the information they had.
But that's not a reason to stay where we are. It's a reason to stay humble and keep going further, to become a genuine student of the horse. To keep seeking out different ways of being with them, different ways of understanding them. To stay open to the possibility that there is always something more to learn, and that the horse in front of you is one of the best teachers you'll ever have.
The Nomadic Horsemanship approach is built on the belief that there's always a deeper path to follow, one that includes the horse as a true partner, with a voice that matters. Not just a body to guide, but a mind and a heart to meet.
You already felt that, once. Before anyone taught you otherwise.
That feeling is worth coming back to.