Blog Series 6: I Let Go of What Had Reached Its End

What a year this has been… Looking back, it feels as if I lived inside a movie. Before I start the story of the last blog series I want to mention how great this year was. It was full of horses, amazing processes which I had the honor to lead, full of fantastic clinics and learnings, I have grown tremendsouly with the help of powerful mentors and incredible horses. It was the year of letting go of Althea, my master teacher of the beginning of my journey as instructor, it was painful and sad but now she has a special place and light in my heart, always ready to shine when I need it the most.

In 2025, nothing was the same anymore. Everything changed. I threw myself into an unknown life, discovering it one step at a time.

Two years before, in 2023 (where I left my last blog), I had lived in two worlds at once—horse life and work life—and somehow, it worked. Beautiful things unfolded. My heart horse, Chenoa, arrived in my life, and almost at the same time, I had the opportunity to enter at the École de Légèreté in France, only 300 km from home.Suddenly, I had everything I had wished for.

Yet strangely, as everything with the horses kept expanding—new opportunities, new inspiration, new growth—the energy at work shifted in the opposite direction. Tension rose. I no longer felt at ease or aligned there. It was as if the more my horse world opened, the more my professional world tightened.

Life was clearly pushing me.

And eventually, I had to take the step.

Questions kept surfacing: What am I doing here? What is my purpose? What path am I supposed to walk?

It took months, but eventually the decision of leaving my job became unavoidable and taken. I left the thing I had worked for all my life, the thing that defined who I used to be. It was hard, and it didn’t feel entirely right at the moment it happened, but deep inside I knew I had chosen the right path.

January 2025 arrived, and with it my new beginning. I was free. I had plans, dreams, endless ideas. I thought I had all the time in the world. But life… has its own humour. Stable services changed on January 1st, and suddenly I took on all the responsibility for our horses, thinking I had plenty of time. A few weeks later, I slipped on ice and injured my back badly. Stable work became a nightmare. I pushed through until my body screamed loud enough for me to stop.Sharing chores with Nic gave me space again, and slowly I could give my energy back to my horses.

The first three months felt like a detox of body and mind. Every Monday, I still felt the ghost of my old life, as if I had to go back to work. It took time to shed that skin.But the Universe gifted me with a warm early spring and a beautiful summer. I soaked in every moment: riding under the morning sun, long walks with Maya, swimming my horse in the lake. For a while, it truly felt like I was living my dream.

But work was still work. After my magical mornings with the horses, I spent long hours teaching lessons—often until late evening. I loved sharing my knowledge and guiding others; seeing their growth and connection with the horses brought me immense joy. Yet the reality of self-employment quickly became clear: it demanded relentless energy, long days on my feet, and physical strength, all for income that never seemed to match the effort. There was little time left for anything beyond the horses, and no matter how exhausted I felt, I had to get up and show up every day. I reassured myself it would all be okay, but as time went on, the weight of it grew harder to carry.

Training my horses remained my greatest joy, but it became financially unstustainable and expensive. Chenoa got sick, vet bills arrived, changes had to be made in her routine and my small savings shrank quickly. My worries about financial future became more and more real.

But I had learned something over the years: Don’t panic. Don’t force solutions. Sit with yourself and ask what you truly desire. The answer will come.

What I needed most was financial stability and independence to keep enjoying the horses —so I asked the Universe for that. Then I waited. And I let go. Lessons slowed down. My energy drained from standing 13 hours a day. Still no day off in sight.

During my morning walks with Maya, I asked my inner guide for clarity. When no answer came, I knew it was time to wait.

Just recently, my savings ran out as expected. And during one lesson, a dear friend and student fell from her horse and lost consciousness. The days she spent in the hospital weighed heavily on me. The fear that someone I love might go through pain and fear broke my heart. The guilt that always comes with accidents was almost unbearable.

But still… all the trust I place in the Universe always pays off.

My dear friend is healing every day, and she will be back on her horse soon—a relief beyond words after those past weeks. Chenoa, with all the new adjustments, is thriving and enjoying a happy, balanced life. Percha is more magnificent than ever, and we are now working on deepening our trust as he learns to lay down close to me—a process that is progressing beautifully.

I also found that 2025 is the Year of the Snake, and it has been all about shedding—letting go of what no longer serves us. The snake strips away false beliefs, leaving us naked in front of our true selves. It is uncomfortable, confronting, and purifying. 2026 will be the Year of the Horse, full of movement and expansion. The horse calls us to run freely toward the life that matches our soul. It speaks of possibilities, breath, freedom, and new beginnings.

So, on this day—where I finally complete this series—I open the space for my new path. I align with the version of myself that is ready to emerge. I step forward with awareness, gratitude, and growth.

A new job awaits me in early 2026 — a fresh path, different from the world of horses, yet aligned with a new, evolved version of myself. My horses remain my greatest partners, the beings who shape me, teach me, and inspire me to grow every single day. My journey with horses has not ended; in many ways, it is beginning again in a new spirit. Every choice I make, including this new job, is guided by the wish to have horses in my life for all the years to come. My heart’s ultimate goal is to become an even better horsewoman and rider, continuing to study, learn, and invest in myself, while keeping alive my dream of being part of the beautiful, inspiring community of the École de Légèreté.

And so, with open heart and steady steps, I step into the next chapter—grateful for every lesson, every horse, every moment that has brought me here, ready to embrace all that is yet to come.

The blog series may be finished, but my writing journey isn’t, more has to come. And one day, I hope these stories will grow into something beautiful.