I've been riding almost all my life, and have two grown children who inherited that same love of the sport (although they also inherited from somewhere, a natural ability to feel a connection with almost any horse.) I have always worked a bit harder at that "connection" thing, but with some instructors, thought I was doing a pretty good job.
Then, my horses and I met Jill Poe! Not to sound like a snake-oil salesman, but it didn't take long for me, and my Connemaras, to realize we had been working long and hard, but we hadn't accomplished a whole lot. With Jill, we've learned the value of longeing a horse properly, of working confidently on the ground (well, at attempting to do it confidently), and to ride with lightness as a goal.
Many of us schooled in the forward seat equitation, have had a tough time learning to come to a balanced and light place in the saddle. I still have a long way to go, but my riding has improved at the same pace with the abilities of my horses. That shouldn't be much of a surprise, as the change in my position has "allowed" my horses to follow my aids, and to "come through" as all the dressage riders espouse, with strength and power from behind. It's a revelation -- that riding can be almost effortless if we learn to move with our horses -- and give up that compunction for control!
Jill has a natural ability to "feel" a horse and its movements. She is excellent at sharing her talents while she patiently tries to make it possible for her students to "feel" in the same way. It's a subtle part of riding, (not just classical riding) but is one of the most important aspects of success with any style of riding.
My horses and I are enjoying our time together. We can enter and succeed at a dressage competition because our basics are true to the classical method of training and riding. We can also go foxhunting, and trust each other while we're cantering across a field. Classical excellence is, to me, riding excellence, and striving to be better each day when we tack up and look forward to the time in the saddle.
Marynell Eyles |