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the pull of horses



The pull.

It isn’t something that you try to achieve. It just happens to you. Think of it like a magnificent force that draws you in , a love vacuum , a horse Dyson that never loses its suction.

It’s a pull.

The pull of the horse. I know that some of you reading totally ‘get it’. You can feel what I am laying down. Others, maybe not so much. It is ok.

It does explain a lot. It is why we spend countless hours grooming and feeding and just being there with them. Listening to them munch hay. That sound personally makes me very happy. My daughter thinks I am a nutbar. It is why we spend  heaps of cash on all things ‘horsey’ and why my horse gets a new therapeutic saddle pad when I desperately need jeans. It explains why the smell of the barn is a heaven scent and why all my cells realign just being around a horse and how that transformation makes everything feel right in the Universe again.

It is also why I don’t or won’t ever understand the neglect or  the abuse of animals. There are no excuses for that in my world. None.

Meet Manchester. As you can see, from his body language and the look in his eye, he is shy. Extremely shy. He is like that for a reason. A man made reason. The fact that his ears are forward is a encouraging sign though. It means he is still curious. That is a good sign.He  still has a shred of trust there.


He is a rescue horse. He was abused or neglected before but now is  safe with the lovely ‘horse girl’ Jayne who lives with ‘the pull’ as well. It sounds like a disease, but it is not I assure you, it is a gift. It is why she spends her time and money to provide a safe and warm home for him and she doesn’t expect much back except his happiness. He doesn’t have to give back to her or owe her anything. He just gets to ‘be’ and hopefully in time  he will learn that this world can be a good place.


 See?  It looks like he is starting to. He knows he is safe with Jaynes hand but his eye is ever so watchful of me and my camera.
Manchester has learned to trust her a bit. Trust is huge. The definition of trust is the firm belief in the reliability, truth, ability or the strength of someone or something.Wow, for an animal to have a firm belief in someones strength and reliability after it was once taken away in a cruel manner is a large step.
I say thank God for the pull of horses and for people like Jayne who take time to share the love.
Thank you for reading. 🙂  What is your passion? Is it the horse as well or something else that makes your heart beat faster? I would love to hear…….



15 replies »

  1. Am not around horses much, but sure understand the pull – they express so much magnificence, sensitivity, powerful life force. On a recent retreat in the desert, I walked by fenced in horses and took several photos. They were curious for sure, and gestured in such a way I knew they would have really appreciated an apple, which I intended to bring to them later, but the rains set in and the road became impassable. But still, their presence remains in the heart and your photos triggered the remembrance of our mutual regard …..that pull……a horse romance…..

  2. Beautifully photographed horse portraits.
    It’s amazing how we can accomodate much on our passion than to other things. My car would be in dire need of a new windshield and I still dismiss it when I use it for my passion of going places. I would go out more but the bulb for my door entrance was out for a good 3 months.
    Love that you educated us with horse body language. 🙂

  3. Beautiful writing to accompany your always-breath-taking photography. I too have that Dyson-like pull for horses, and I have had it (happily!) all my life. It is indeed a gift! While I do not currently have a horse in my life, there are statues and paintings of them all over my home! Once they have captured a person’s heart, it is a life-long romance. Thank you for sharing such incredible posts about them as you always successfully bring me right there, beside them. Hugs to you, and hugs to kind-hearted Jayne. You both are blessings! xo Gina

  4. Wonderful and heartbreaking all at once. You caught the distrust and haunted look in his eye perfectly, and that made me want to cry, but you also caught the tender growth of trust….a beautiful post 🙂

  5. hmmmm well….Manchester is definitely a lucky boy and hopefully the heartache he endured at the hands of man will not keep him from enjoying the amazing bond a horse and human can share.
    What pulls me??? Music for the chords of eternal pleasure, Mother Nature in all her finery and abundance, the treasures of my womb all sparkling and bright, a candle burning reflected in my honey’s eye, food yum, cold beer too but I guess that is part of Mother Nature, a great pair of boots that transform me to a huntress warrior, oh all right too much sharing but its in my name after all… my nickname is Horsegirl…because I feel the pull…the pull which wraps me in peace and harmony while I brush and inhale the sweet breathe of a horse,

  6. I am one of those who totally “gets it.” I am a natural born horse lover. No one in my family was into horses, but I was drawn to them at a very early age and in a very big way. Luckily my family supported my passion then and my husband supports it now. Well written and beautifully photographed.

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