Olesya Rodina - NHE official representative in Ukraine
What an endless happiness is running near by a free horse!
Once in my childhood I had seen a nightmare. It was a holiday. It was in May. I was walking along the wide street carrying a blooded horse’s head in my arms. I was lapping it to my breast and crying. And there were many faceless riders around me, they were riding and lashing in a furious, violent saltation. Air was heavy and full of dust. My heart was breaking…
And now, after so many years have passed by, I still see this voiceless question in horse’s eyes. The scream faced to me. And a human near a horse is visible through: a monster who is cherishing broken marionettes; a cruel infant crippling everything living in the name of its own ego… Or a courageous searcher, a light child, thirsting for the Truth and knowledge…
I have travelled much in my life. And in every place, when I used to found horses, I saw the same: proud and greedy people and enslaved horses.
But only here, in this School I have finally found the thing I’ve been looking for: horse’s eyes, which are shining with happiness…
There is one woman I know… An old smiling woman in our neighborhood. She takes care of her paralyzed, disabled husband, a veteran. But all homeless cats and dogs come to her little flowered yard. The woman talks to them with warm words; she heals them, feeds them and gently touches their heads… When I see this old person I always want to embrace her because this tired and laden with grief woman has not lost her love.
And I would like to wish to all horsemen not to lose their love to horses. Don’t lose this feeling which was born in your hearts when you came to a horse for the first time, in your childhood; when you looked to horse’s eyes and touched a horse for the very first time.