Barnside Breakthroughs: Equine-Assisted Training forever Transitions
A wet springtime morning, a mare called Juniper, and a female in an intense yellow raincoat that can not stop chatting. Sara had just left a high-pressure work without a new plan, and her ideas relocated like a pot left to boil too long. She kept her distance from Juniper while telling me she intended to really feel steady and definitive. Juniper snapped her ear, tipped away, and began grazing near a fence line. After a few mins, Sara dropped silent. She noticed the void in