01/03/2026
Something so very ordinary about the post shown below, and so very ordinary about one of the reactions.
So much that's available to see, but isn't. So much evidence we've trained our eyes not to see, our brains not to process.
That allows us to create these narratives, these well meaning and genuine explanations desiring to inform, educate, inspire.
All the while blinding us to what is there in front of our eyes. The seen and yet unseen horse, missing in plain sight.
If we consider things from the horse's perspective, what choice does it really have here?
Spurs digging into its side with such force the skin and fascia underneath are being visibly displaced.
Such force applied to the reins that the lips are stretched and distorted. Excess saliva foaming and dripping because the horse is unable to swallow due to the disabling of the function of its tongue, crushed under the pressure of the bit.
There is no escaping the pain for this horse, only a choice between which pain is greatest- pain in its mouth or pain in its sides. Seems pain in the sides is the winner, because despite all the pain in its mouth, it is continuing to move forward.
Or perhaps it has learnt that the pain in its mouth is inescapable and reacting to that pain will only deliver more pain, such as even more pain from the spurs?
I am not posting this to shame any one rider, any one equestrian facility offering advice, or the person who comments that they love the harmony they are seeing. This is simply the latest of this genre of post that fills my feed. I have no doubt the rider, the poster, the commenter all want what's they believe is best for their horses.
It is to highlight how much we lose sight of the horse when we use it. How we compartmentalise it into its various body parts and functions- its head and neck position, the height of its forelegs, the duration of the suspension phase, the extension or flexion of joints.
How in doing so we lose sight of the whole horse. The horse that feels, has preferences, experiences joy and fear and pain.
The horse we turn into a symbol, a vessel to fill with our hopes, our dreams our identity. The horse that we experience through those perspectives.
The horse whose obvious pain we can't see. Whose pain is the predictable, inevitable consequence of using bits and spurs to make compliance with our demands the horse's only choice.
A "choice" we explain in terms of biomechanics, training, "accepting" the contact and all the other comforting fictions we use to hide the reality of what our dreams authorise us to do to horses we say we love.
If we are genuine in about being the guardians of our horses' welfare then we need to actually see the horse. Not the dreams, not the training goals, not the medals, the prizes, the status, the kudos, the expert knowledge.
See the horse, as a horse, experiencing what we do to it and demand of it, from the horse's perspective.