While I am well-versed in the language of horses, I am a neophyte in the language of Blogs. I did successfully log-on and read the two entries (SaraJane and Anna). Wonderful! Thank you for sharing.
Thirty years ago, when I was an terrified and insecure Stanford freshman, I used to get on my bicycle and ride north from campus on Alameda delas Pulgas and up Alpine Road into the mountains, screaming my anxieties to the blue jays and looking for redwood trees to hug. God, I wish that I had known to turn right on the road in to Webb Ranch! What I needed then (and now) was horses and mud and green grass to touch and smell and taste in my soul.
I realize that Horses and Medicine is a med school class whose purpose is to help the students become better doctors in the future. But it seems clear that in the present time (Wednesday afternoons from 12:30 to 3) that the equally important purpose is -- or at least can be -- to help the students acquire a new paradigm for seeing lots of things in the world differently, not just horses and patients. If nothing else, this is 3 hours of fresh air and "down time" that you might not allow yourself when the clamour of other responsibilites becomes too strong. ENJOY!
As many a cowboy philosopher has been creditied with saying,
"The outside of a horse is good for the inside of a man."
Liz Carey (princessbasia@yahoo.com My horse's name is Basia.)
Comment by: Marissa at October 31, 2007 09:10 PM
Hi Liz,
the mystery of the Spanish comment in your blog has been solved. It was in fact my sister, who was unaware that there were other people writing on this site and she thought that I had made a typo (thirty instead of three years!!! ).. she is very embarrassed!! see you next week!
MA