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. It calls me; changing colors and changing tides tugging me out of my busy mind. ...
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...
by Elizabeth Love Kennon | Jan 20, 2021 | Getting Real: The Blog
Deetz, our alpha gelding, met me at the paddock gate, eager to come out. Between the cold of January and the crazy amount of rain we’ve been getting, grass is scarce, and mud abundant. He was humming with desire to find something green and growing, so we threaded our...
by Elizabeth Love Kennon | Jan 10, 2021 | Getting Real: The Blog
The large mare braced her neck in response to a gentle lift of the right rein; the softness of a moment ago evaporating, as she readied for a fight I never intended to pick. Underneath the bareback pad, her muscles clenched and breathing froze. The mare I had just...
by Elizabeth Love Kennon | Dec 28, 2020 | Getting Real: The Blog
Five women faced each other around the circle. I gave myself a chance to breathe, wondering if I could do this, if the work I’d been doing out with my horses would translate to others. I’d opened up space to do an afternoon workshop, just for a few hours, and now it...
