Sunday, June 24, 2012

Catching Up

So... a lot has happened since I last posted! First, this happened:

Then, the very next morning, this happened:

So that, the very next morning, this could happen:

And then, on Friday, the most exciting thing of all happened (!!!):

So here I am now in my new home in Virginia as a freshly-minted college graduate, one week into my new job, and enjoying the beautiful scenery in the company of my best partner in crime. It's tough to complain =)

(Not too shabby)

I'm currently keeping Ringo at a GORGEOUS and super swanky farm that a friend of mine manages while I'm waiting for the stall at the farm I'm going to permanently move to open up. Ringo and I have definitely been enjoying going out for long hacks on beautiful, wooded trails again--something that was NOT on the docket while in California. I had my first real flat on him today as well, and was delighted to have him feel pretty darn good for having had pretty much the past two weeks off between graduation and moving.

(The view from the Locochee indoor: heaven)

I'm not sure how much competing I'm going to get to do this summer, but I'm still rabid to get that last score for my bronze medal. The plan, then, is to hopefully settle in for the next few weeks, find some good instruction (which in this area, I seriously hope should not be too difficult!), and get out to at least one show by the time summer is out. We'll see!

 (yeah, pretty mediocre I guess...)

I'm just very happy to be reunited with Ray. The first week was definitely a bit overwhelming between leaving Stanford and getting tossed out into something that feels a lot closer to 'the real world' than I've ever experienced before (not that that's saying much.. I'll freely admit that I've lived a pretty sheltered life). Not having a horse to ride on top of everything else, especially after eight hours of horse-related work every day, was torture! So I'm very, very excited to have Ray here to have some adventures with =)

Friday, June 8, 2012

The Garden of Your Mind

It was my birthday a few days ago and I've been trying to reflect on what that means to me and where I'd like to see myself a year from now. There are so many big transitions coming up in my life that, as I've written before, it feels hard to make a definitive plan or write out checkbox-style goals to achieve as a 23 year old. When I'm feeling low, this uncertainty is terrifying. When I'm feeling positive, however, the open-ended quality of what lies ahead is unbelievably exciting. There are so many places to go, adventures to be had, beautiful things to be seen, friends to be made, and competitions to be won. All I have to do is get out into the world and embrace the possibilities that come my way.

In that light, here are a few of my 'goals,' for this year and for my life as a whole:

Stay Creative

Growing up, I would probably rate my imagination and creativity as the intellectual skill that I possessed that I was most proud of. I wrote a 275-page novel in middle school (about anthropomorphic animals in a medieval-fantasy setting, if you were curious, haha), and would happily spend hours playing on my own in the woods behind my house. When I was the loneliest due to being a bullied social outcast, it was imagination that became my sanity and friend. I learned early on to be self-reliant, independent, and unafraid of self-reflection from those hours alone. 

Now as an adult, imagination feels like a pretty undervalued skill to have. I feel like in the past few years I've lost a lot of the creativity that used to sustain me as a younger person. I'd like to try to regain that sense of imagination as much as I can going forward. The world is such an amazing place, and creativity is the best lens through which to contemplate, appreciate, and share the beauty around us. I'd like to start writing again more fiction again, as that's something that I used to love so, so much and haven't done a lick of since high school.

Keep Making Art

(I'll admit it; the first time I watched this video I cried. The images this guy produces are just unbelievable)

This is a corollary to the previous goal, as art-making is by far my most developed outlet for creativity at the moment. It's hard to describe the central role art has taken on for me in the past few years. It's been ironic to go to a school like Stanford and have my most meaningful academic experience by far in the Art department... but such is life. Art, and especially photography, has given me so many amazing memories that I probably would have never experienced otherwise: big things like a frosty sunrise on the Grand Canyon and hiking solo through rural northern Greece, but also (and more importantly) small miracles like remembering to appreciate the surreal white-glowed beauty of a starry night, the way images miraculously float up out of nowhere onto the paper in the darkroom, and the amazing moments when the film reveals a world that is more complete than that visible to the naked eye. 

The next years are going to be critical for me as an artist; I won't have the easy set up of the Stanford lab or the structured support of classes and faculty. It will be a test of commitment to even keep going, let alone maintain the levels of work I've been producing for the last few years. I've been toying with the idea of graduate school a lot in the past months, and I think my ability to keep making art in the next few wilderness years will be as good a test as any to see if that would be a good idea.

Stay Adventurous, Stay Fearless

(I've shared this before but it's still a favorite video)

I can't count the number of times I've heard my friends complain in recent weeks about how 'now that we've graduated, we'll never be able to travel or have big adventures again.' I admit it, I've even said and thought it myself. But why does that have to be true? Obviously now I have to start being more self-reliant financially and won't have big blocks of free time like summer vacation at my disposal, but that hardly means that I have to settle down into a cubicle and never see the world again. There is still time to travel, to see new and amazing things, and to do with with people I love. Just as with the art, it will simply take more commitment to do going forward than it did in the past. But that doesn't mean it can't be done.

Stay Connected

(Me and my Stanford bestie, Clare)

One of my biggest fears about graduating is losing touch with the amazing friends I've made over the past four years. Stanford was the first place I ever felt truly loved by people other than my parents, and I deeply fear going out into the world and feeling lonely again. I tend to be a bit of a loner and staying in touch doesn't come naturally to me, so it's something that I'm going to have to work towards. I read an article about graduation recently that suggested that being able to still count your college peers among your friends 10 years after graduation should be as big a goal as any other, and that definitely resonated with me. This might be the hardest goal for me, but it's also almost certainly the most worthwhile to achieve.

And Of Course... Stay in Love with Horses

(Another video that has a high probability of making me cry, in the best possible way)

It sounds melodramatic, but I'm not sure I would be alive today without horses. I have faced some very, very dark times in my life, and horses have always been what has saved me. I've loved them ever since I can remember thinking, from admiring my mother's statues of horses in our dining room as the wee-est toddler to my first pony ride at age 3. They are magic; there is no other way to describe it. I've been so unbelievably busy in my life of late that riding has had to take the back burner, which I'm all right with at the moment, but any life path that takes me away from horses for long periods of time or permanently is the wrong one, no questions asked. I'm so excited that my next adventure looks horsier than ever. 


So that's what I've been turning over in my mind as I face the prospect of 23 and beyond. It's clear that hard days and hard work lie ahead, but I'm feeling ready to take on the challenge. As my favorite single song lyric of all time reads:

the future is still bleak, uncertain... 
and beautiful.

Sunday, June 3, 2012

Happy June!

Happy June everyone! June is always my favorite month of the year: school getting out, the real arrival of summer in the northeast, the longest day of the year at the solstice, the first really hot and humid days of the year back home in Massachusetts, the first summer horse shows, lazy evenings watching purple sunsets from the back porch, and of course my birthday too!

This time around June looks like it's going to be one of the busiest months I've had in a while. In addition to all those normal shenanigans, I'll also be scrambling to finish up all my responsibilities at Stanford, graduating from college (T minus 2 weeks!), and then immediately packing up and moving 3,000 miles to my new home in Middleburg, VA. I'm currently in a phase of feeling very positive and optimistic about graduation (though that tends to range on a daily basis between euphoria and deep, deep depression, so no bets on how I'll feel about it tomorrow!), and can't wait to start the next adventure.

In the meantime, here are a lot of pictures of Ky that I've been scraping together over the past two weeks. HOW CUTE IS THIS PONY. SRSLY. I can't wait to have him to myself!

(Me and Ky at Ky's first show ever - the American Connemara Pony Society Region 1 show at GMHA all the way back in 1998, when he was reserve champion foal)

 (looking pleased with himself after an amazing gallop on the beach)

 (Best pony!!)

 (cutest little black-point ears)

 (Checking out Pa and Dually)

 (sooo happy)

 (small pony, big outlook on life)

 (ps Cranes Beach is pretty shabby.... hahahaha)

 (Ky chilling with Dually while The Dude takes a roll)

 (2002 Connemara show at GMHA - I'm on Rosie, second from left, and Ky is furthest on the right. If there was ever a Connemara I loved more than Ky, it was Rose - what a horse)

 (no Ky, but look at little squirtlet me on the right! This must have been '98 or '99 - for most of my childhood, the Connemara show was the biggest highlight of the summer)

(We also can't forget Ray, who is of course, the real star of the show)
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