Oct 20, 2025
Let me tell you about the moment I knew my son Mo wasn’t just riding a horse , It wasn’t when he first climbed on. Not even when he managed a full canter around the paddock , though that was incredible. It was after.
He stood there, breathless, covered in sweat, eyes wide with joy… but not from the ride. From connection. He looked at the horse, then at me, and said, “Baba, he’s not just mine. He’s ours.”
That’s when it hit me: this wasn’t just a hobby. This was transformation.
My son Mo is now 8. He started with horses at least 8 , not because I pushed him, but because something in him called to them. And once he met Dakota, the bond was instant.
"Horses are creatures of discipline. Mo understood that at a young age , and that was it!"
Before any ride, before any gallop, before a single step forward , Mo starts with the brush.
No rush. No noise. Just quiet, steady strokes. He checks hooves. He listens for sounds. He talks softly, like he’s telling the horse a secret.
I taught him: grooming isn’t just cleaning. It’s communication. It’s trust. It’s saying, “I see you. I’m here. I care.”
And every time he finishes? He steps back, looks at the horse, and says, “Good boy.” Not because he wants praise , but because he means it.
Now, when we go out, Mo leads. Not with force. Not with yelling. With calm, clear direction.
He walks ahead, his hand on the lead rope, eyes scanning the path. He stops when the horse hesitates. He waits when the ground is uneven. He doesn’t push. He guides.
And when he rides? He doesn’t just sit. He feels. He listens. He adjusts his body like a dancer. His seat is soft. His hands are light. He doesn’t control the horse , he moves with it.
"A disciplined ride leads to progress. And I aim to grow alongside my riding partner."
That’s not just my belief. That’s Mo’s daily practice.
You know what happens when kids spend real time with horses?
They stop being loud. They stop demanding. They start listening.
Mo’s friends? They used to fight over toys. Now? They take turns grooming. They line up to walk the horse. They ask, “Can I help?” instead of “Can I ride?”
One boy told me, “When I’m with the horse, I don’t feel angry anymore.”
Another said, “I didn’t know horses could think.”
They’re learning things no classroom teaches:
Because horses don’t lie.
"Horses do not lie. Humans do."
If you’re rude, they pull away. If you’re calm, they relax. If you’re inconsistent, they get confused. And if you’re honest? They follow you , without hesitation.
This isn’t just about Mo. It’s about you. It’s about the promise you make when you bring a horse into your life.
"I promised him, No amount of money can ever match the value of that promise!"
That promise saved me. It saved my son. It saved our family.
If you’re ready to move beyond the hype, the ego, the “quick fix” culture , and build something real, meaningful, and lasting , then you need to read The Promise: Horses, Healing, and the Human Heart.
This book is more than stories. It’s a roadmap for real horsemanship. For ethical care. For healing. For fatherhood. For truth.
P.S. If you loved this post, you’ll love the rest of my blog.
Because horses deserve better. And so do you.
Read. Learn. Ride with purpose.