I was born knowing the subtle language of the horse. Equine intuition came naturally, and by 15 I was already training professionally.
At 24, I ran my own full-care facility, boarding up to 40 horses. For 15 years I bred foals, started youngsters, trained, competed, coached clients, and fitted saddles. In trying to control every outcome, I also became—by necessity rather than choice—a self-taught equine nutritionist, an involuntary rehab specialist, and fluent in emergency veterinary care. Despite all my efforts, I was endlessly chasing solutions outside myself.
By 38, my reserves were gone. I sold my facility, foals, competition horses, and said goodbye to loyal clients and friends.
For four years, I turned inward—to heal my body, understand my mind, and reconnect with my soul. What I discovered changed everything: our outer world is created by our inner world.
“Conquer your mind, conquer the world.” —Guru Nanak
The lame horses, the financial struggles, the endless problems—all had surface causes, but the true root was always my unconscious mind. My horses weren’t failing me; they were reflecting me. They felt the patterns I couldn’t see and mirrored them back with uncompromising honesty.
It turns out, the horse is the greatest teacher you could ever have. They see your unconscious more clearly than you do—and they will show you the way forward, if you’re willing to listen.
Now, instead of teaching riders how to simply train and perform, I guide them to dissolve the root causes within and connect with their horses through the subtle, universal language of energy. This is the foundation of The Connected Rider System™.
When you connect with your horse on this level, they will carry you beyond limits—into a world of partnership and possibility that far exceeds your wildest dreams.
Dreams Fueled By A Passion Reignited
I said goodbye to two of the brightest souls I was ever blessed to hold dear—longtime friends and clients who passed within weeks of each other, a daughter followed by her mother.
For over a decade, they were part of my life, witnessing and helping bring my grandest equestrian dreams to life. They watched me turn a bare-bones facility into a thriving training and boarding barn, helped me raise foals, train horses, and bring along youngsters. They saw me grow into the transformative teacher I would become.
The bay mare pictured here was the first Thoroughbred I retrained directly from the racetrack. OTTBs were a passion of mine, and I went to Portland Meadows searching for my first non-rescue horse purchased without trainer guidance. At the track, you can’t test ride—only watch them trot in hand, give them a pat, and trust your gut. When I saw “Stormin’ Stevie,” I knew she was the one. I named her Adora (80’s kids may recall She-Ra’s human name 😁).
She became my first 3-day event horse. Despite her quirky, overly cautious nature—(fellow Thoroughbred lovers may know Storm Cat offspring 😒)—we did well at training level. To everyone’s surprise, we moved up to prelim and shone in clinics and schooling… but horse shows were another matter. Without the confidence-building of schooling, Adora felt over-faced and would shut down.
August 7, 2025
I moved on to another OTTB (yes… another Storm Cat baby!) and sold Adora to my friends and client. The two of them faced challenges, but tremendous patience brought Adora back to happily showing 2’3” courses. Her smile, kindness, and compassion were unmatched. She and her mom were inseparable at the barn. I once promised them that if anything ever happened to them both, I’d ensure Adora’s care.
Years later, I sold my facility, my horses, and left the horse world behind. I stayed in touch with them, but I’d all but forgotten that promise. Even when the daughter fell ill and bravely fought for two years, my thoughts stayed on her and her mom—not on horses. It wasn’t until her mom passed, just weeks after that the promise resurfaced.
Re-entering the horse world terrified me, but the weight of this loss left no question—I would fulfill my word to my longtime friends and clients. In doing so, I realized this was the gift they meant for me.
Adora and I had both shut down from being over-faced. My passion had become my prison, and I let it fade. For years I searched for it, but the moment I placed my hand on Adora, willing my friend's heart to shine through mine, I felt it return. The fire is back—and it’s unstoppable. My work is now their work, and I am here to help light a new era in equestrian sport.
To my dear friends—everything I do next is because of you, and for you.
In Honor of My Equine Teachers
