Downeast Medal Finals

October 2017

September 14-17, 2017
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The Souls the Barn Builds
By blogger Kristin Carpenter, reprinted with permission from The Chronicle of the Horse

I own a company, Linder Educational Coaching, which works with kids having trouble in school. While my company works with a variety of issues, I tend to specialize in teenage boys with behavioral issues. I now live in Arlington, Va., with a mere two miles to the U.S. Capitol in the District. However, I grew up in the rural south in a small town outside of Baton Rouge, La. I often feel that if I could take the kids I work with here and make them work at a barn, a large amount of their issues would disappear.
I think there is something magical about the souls that the barn builds. While there is magic made in the saddle, and horses have dramatically altered each of us for the better over time, I like to think that just being in the barn is enough to have a positive impact on anyone.
The barn teaches all the major lessons of life within its four walls and pasture fences. It doesn’t take into account age, gender, race, education or family history. It teaches with the severity and grace of life itself.
I remember learning about hard work. Two hundred bales of hay don’t unload themselves, and the incoming rain doesn’t care that your back hurts, you haven’t eaten in 10 hours, and your hands are bleeding from blisters. If you don’t finish, you lose the hay, and you can’t afford more. That’s hard work.
I remember learning not only a respect for what real manual labor is, but also a compassion for those who perform it. The workers in the bigger barns aren’t nameless faces; they are men and women with hopes, dreams, opportunities and dead ends like the rest of us. Their backs hurt by the 50th bale, too, but they keep going. Even though I no longer do the hard labor of big barns, I will never lose the respect and compassion for those that do, and never miss an opportunity to thank them and offer a helping hand.
I remember learning the value of a dollar. My dad gave me $500 for my first horse as a Christmas/birthday present when I was 9. I bought a 9-year-old unbroken Arabian gelding, still in a field with his mother. And that was it—we didn’t have anything left over for a saddle, so I rode without one for almost a year or borrowed them graciously from friends.
I fell off 78 times in the first year. Yes, I still have my diary, and I counted. I worked off board and lessons, and saved and begged to go to an event. When I got there, I jumped out of the dressage arena and eliminated myself—my hopes and dreams and mouths full of dirt culminating in disappointed parents and a lot of money lost. My dad then told me to get a job, so I did. I designed websites for money for shows during middle school, and went halfway across the country during the summer of high school to find a working student job with a stipend. While my income as an adult is vastly different, I don’t forget the feeling of never buying anything and feeling complete, because just having the horse was enough. Just having the horse was  everything.
The barn taught me perspective. When it doesn’t rain, and the pastures don’t hold up, and you can’t afford more hay, it’ll be OK. The rain will come next year, and somehow this year you will make it. It might mean a lot of hard decisions and sacrifices, but that’s life.
The barn makes for a different childhood experience. When all the other teenagers are out partying on a Saturday night, you will be lying in the bed of a truck staring at the sky. You’ll get to see stars how they are meant to be seen—by the thousands—not just the few that shine through the light pollution of the cities. You will learn peace with the silence of the outdoors, and a kind of meditation that comes from hours of manual labor with nothing but wind and animals’ breath as music.
I remember learning that life isn’t fair. I paid attention to every hair on my first horse, but I remember sitting and crying in a wash rack as my horse colicked. I stared in horror as the oil and charcoal we pumped into him spilled onto the ground, and I grappled with the fairness of life and death. When, 10 years later, I sat next to my father as he was on life support, and I decided it was best to let go and take him off the machines, I didn’t need to struggle with the existential questions of fairness. The barn had already taught me: Life isn’t fair, and neither is death.
The barn has taught me about unconditional love. The barn doesn’t care what you drove to get there, or what you are going home to. It is a haven for those who give it their all, and it will take everything you have to give. It will take your immaturity and give you discipline. It will take your excuses and give you failure. It will take your dreams and give you opportunity. But it makes no promises, picks no favorites, and spares no hardships.
The barn taught me passion. Very few people get to experience passion at its core, in the way that it is meant to be felt. Not the passion of winning—that is superficial and relative. But rather the passion that you feel when you have nothing left but your love of something. The passion that is there when exhaustion steals your strength and frustration takes your hope. When all you are left with is  this very moment , and yet you are at peace and fulfilled. That is passion in its truest form, and that is what fuels us in barns, and what sneaks into the souls of children and never lets go. That passion drives the thousands of adult amateurs to work 60-hour weeks and still ride, and the professionals to lose in grand fashion but show up the next day at 5 a.m.
It’s easy to get wrapped up in the side of life fueled by possessions and titles and bank account balances. It’s easy to focus on what you don’t have and who you aren’t. But the barn will teach you better. You have what you have, and it has to be enough, so make do. 
The barn will build your soul, and it will give you all the gifts you need to be a good, gracious person. It is up to us to keep these things when we pass through the gate. If you related to any part of this blog, you are lucky. Many go through life never really feeling passion; they only have material possessions to try to satisfy their souls. But to the souls the barn built, life is about sitting in a warm rain on a summer day and laughing with your friends. It is about lying on the back of your horse at midnight, in a field, and staring at the stars. I wish I could give this gift to every child I work with.

Thank you to Kristin Carpenter and The Chronicle of the Horse for allowing us to reprint this article, which can also be viewed here .
Kristin Carpenter  juggles her riding with running her own company, Linder Educational Coaching, running the shows and events at Morningside Training Farm in The Plains, Va., and riding her two horses, In A Trance and Lizzie. She grew up in Louisiana and bought “Trance,” a green off-the-track Thoroughbred, as a teenager. Together, they ended up competing at the North American Junior and Young Riders Championships and the Bromont CCI**. She’s now bringing another OTTB, Lizzie, up through the ranks. 
2017 Downeast Medal Finals
Overall High Point Maine Rider
Here is one of the many souls that Downeast is helping to build, our 2017 High Point Maine Rider Summer Pilley:

"My name is Summer. I have been riding for 9 - 10 years. I started when I was five and I’m 13 now. Riding horses is my favorite thing to do and I couldn’t picture my life without horses. I have been around horses my entire life. I got my first pony (shetland pony) for my first birthday and have had a horse ever since.
Right now I am jumping 2’6" with my pony but working up to 3 feet. My goal is to jump 3ft at Pony Medal Finals with my pony Sunny. I have been jumping for awhile but I was getting so scared going to the big jumps that it took me forever to jump 2’6". But now I’m way more confident. My future goal for when I’m an adult is to jump 6 feet on my current horse. I want to show all around the U.S. It would be so fun if I ever made it to the Olympics but I don’t think that will be happening. I love to jump high jumps and one day I will accomplish 6 feet.

I have a palomino pony named Sunny. He is a 14.1 ½ welsh x quarter horse gelding. He has two white socks on his hind legs. Also he has a star and a snip. I have had him for 8 ½ years, he is 9 now. My mom and I trained him. I was the first person to be on his back. He has been a super good boy for me over the past years. Since he was in training I was riding other horses until he was ok for me to start riding, since I was so young.
Now he is my little jumper. He will do whatever I tell him to do. He can be a stinker sometimes but he means well. We do really well in shows together because Sunny is such a good boy in the ring, but I don’t win everything. I usually only go to local shows so there is hardly ever people in my class or sometimes not at all. So I will get first a lot. 
Sunny has a very active personality. He can be sweet, greedy, angry, pleased, grumpy, etc. He is most of the time grumpy. He likes his space and hates other horses near him but I make him deal with it. When i’m sad or mad he can be really sweet and goofy. He can always cheer me up. I love him so much. He is the best pony I have ever had and that will never change.

I have gone to Downeast Medal Finals for 4 years including this year. I started with Walk/Trot poles for one year, Short Stirrup for two years, and this year I did Special Children's Hunters (2’6"). I was not very confident in my second Short Stirrup year so that’s why I stayed in that division. I am happy I moved up to Special Children's Hunters. Jumping 2’6" is super fun for me.
I enjoy going to Downeast Medal Finals a lot. The Ice Cream Social is super fun because, duh, it’s got ice cream! I also like when the Humane Society comes. I love animals and love looking at the dogs and cats even if I can’t get them. But my favorite is showing and hanging with my barn friends (horses and people). I can’t wait for next year, I will be staying in the Children's Hunters hoping for Champion next year. I will still move to 3ft if I get Champion or not. I can’t wait for next year. I will be training hard and Sunny will be right there with me."
Summer Pilley, in blue, right. Picture by Riitta Fortier.
Upcoming Shows with Downeast Qualifying Classes
Oct. 15  Evenstride Byfield, MA
Oct. 28  Cornerstone Farm Haverhill, MA
Oct. 28  Touchstone Farm Temple, NH
Oct. 29  Lucky Clover Stables Sanford, ME
Nov. 12  Cornerstone Farm Haverhill, MA
Nov. 26  Evenstride Byfield, MA
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