by Elizabeth Love Kennon | Mar 24, 2024 | Getting Real: The Blog
A fever came to visit last month; inconvenient, but I didn’t think much of it. Not Covid, not flu, no sickness symptoms packed in its bags. It insisted on sleeping with me, poking and jostling through the night, taking my covers and leaving me shivering, then draping...
by Elizabeth Love Kennon | Nov 8, 2023 | Getting Real: The Blog
Another night awake with sleep nowhere in sight. So I breathe, then get distracted. I pray, and get distracted. I practice energy exercises from my early coaching days, and get distracted again. I notice how blocked up my energy is. The headache helps with that...
by Elizabeth Love Kennon | Oct 20, 2023 | Getting Real: The Blog
The huge horse turns his head all the way to the left, straining to see his herd mates in the pasture, from his right eye. The empty socket on his left side looks a little ghoulish, but it doesn’t bother him. In fact, he likes to have me rub inside it, where the skin...
by Elizabeth Love Kennon | Mar 12, 2023 | Getting Real: The Blog
The waves thrum faint from outside the beach house. I open the window just a little, letting the damp salt wind sift through the bedroom, and the rhythm of the surf roll in. As I take in the serene atmosphere, I can’t help but think how this peaceful retreat contrasts...
by Elizabeth Love Kennon | Feb 28, 2021 | Getting Real: The Blog
The large roan gelding stands frozen, eyes cautious and unblinking. I sit to his left and behind, the belly of the long lead rope on the ground, giving the two of us space. The cold of the arena creeps into my back, and I breathe in and stretch my body down, asking...
by Elizabeth Love Kennon | Feb 13, 2021 | Getting Real: The Blog
Buddy freezes, his generously sized ears straining towards the line of Canadian geese, strut-waddling just outside the back arena fence; the scary side, with tiny fox prints in the screenings each morning. It doesn’t matter that we’ve had Canadian geese at the...
