Yes, I know it was only yesterday that I posted about lightening up but I have a big question for you 😍 There was an image of me surrounded by horses in another community last night and someone made a lovely comment about their presence 😊 My instant reply was ‘I’m not me without them’. 😊 I’m also not me without my family, friends, work, and nature. So here’s my question Who completes you? Who are you not you without?

I don’t know how, why or when it began, but somewhere between puberty and adulthood I developed a serious dislike for swimwear. Not swimwear in general - just swimwear on me 😳 Almost overnight I went from being a daily swimmer and an active member of our local club to having a deep aversion to being seen in a swimsuit! This ‘phobia’ stayed with me for over 50 years. I denied myself the pleasure of an activity I really enjoyed because I was too self conscious about my body. Every January, I travel to Australia to look after my granddaughters while they’re on their school holidays. January is summer Down Under so days on the beach or at the pool are regular occurrences. Last year I decided to join them in the water 😳 It was terrifying - not the water, but the stripping off, walking to the sea, and then walking out of it again 😳 But, to my huge surprise, nothing happened! Nobody stopped what they were doing to point and stare. 🤣 There were no headlines in the paper the following day reporting a large, white, flabby, wrinkled creature on the beach 🤣 In fact, nobody cared 🤣 The courage to finally flash my flesh came from time spent with horses! They don’t notice what we’re wearing - or not! They don’t assess wrinkles, wobbles, or exposed bits that haven’t seen daylight in years. They don’t care how we look — only how we show up. They meet us exactly as we are, without judgement, commentary, or an inner critic shouting from the sidelines. Which raises a slightly awkward (but useful) question: If your horses accept you at face value, what are you still hiding — and who are you actually hiding it from? Over to you (optional, but encouraged) :What’s one small thing you’ve been avoiding because it makes you feel a bit too seen? No swimwear photos required. 😄🐴💛

I’ve spent the last few weeks surrounded by horses - but not the kind I’m used to! The horses here are all involved in some way in the racing industry. Some schooling, some racing, some breeding, some retired. The one thing they have in common is that they are (or were) hugely valuable in monetary terms. In contrast, every member of the Horses Connect equine team is worthless. 😳 You might even say they’re rejects! Some of our horses are older. Some carry old injuries. Some have experienced neglect or cruelty before they came to us 😞 None of them would top a sales catalogue. They’re a long way from being prettiest, flashiest, or fastest. By conventional standards, their monetary value is low to non-existent. And yet… Every single one of them is worth multiple times their weight in gold to us — and to the people they help. In the horse world, price is often linked to value But in the equine-assisted world, value looks very different. Our horses provide 🐴 regulation instead of results 🐴 presence instead of performance 🐴 wisdom instead of speed 🐴 honesty instead of polish Their age or old injuries or past traumas didn’t disqualify them —they polished them. 💕 Because they know how to slow a human nervous system, to hold space, and when simply standing still is enough. They have no concept of what they’re ‘worth’. - and neither do the racehorses. Our horses teach people about respect, safety, clarity, connection and much more. And the people who meet them? They don’t leave talking about price tags. They leave calmer. Clearer. More connected to themselves. So yes —on paper, our horses may be “worthless.” In real life? They are priceless. Tell us about priceless horses 🐴

Totally un-horse- related question 😊 Today I was playing Puff the Magic Dragon for my granddaughters because they asked what songs I liked when I was their age 😊 For the longest time (longer than I’m willing to admit) I thought the song was about two mythical creatures Puff, the Magic Dragon - who lived by the sea And Frolican the Optimist - who lived in a land called Honalee 🤣🤣🤣 For anyone unfamiliar with the song, the correct lyric is ‘Puff the Magic Dragon lived by the sea and frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honalee’ So …. who’s willing to share their best (worst) misheard lyric?

Using only an Emoji, share your aspirations for 2026 😊 If you can’t find a suitable Emoji, use a GIF or even one word.