The Teacher Will Appear

Of all the lessons I’ve learned — horseback or otherwise — one particular phrase continues to center my life.

After a ride in the Bob Marshall Wilderness. Photo: Lindsey Mulcare

I sat cross-legged on the ground and looked up. A few feet away stood a tall and lean horse, coat gold and gleaming, nostrils and eyes wide. 

“It’s okay,” I assured her. “It’s okay.” 

Still seated, I scanned my body. My arm stung, my bottom hurt, but everything else seemed clear. 

A few mom…