I got on a horseback when I was six years old. However, horses have never simply been a sport to me; they became the rhythm of my everyday life.

While many kids spent their weekends hanging out or chasing fleeting fun, I spent mine in the stable from sunrise to sunset. Through every cold morning, muddy boot, and exhausting day, there was nowhere else I would’ve rather been.

From early mornings in the barn to long days spent caring for foals, horses shaped the way I understand patience, connection, and resilience. Now at seventeen, after experiencing different cultures and philosophies of horsemanship across Asia, Europe, and North America, I’ve come to realize that the most powerful bond between horse and human is not built through force, but through understanding.