Just my two cents...I am back into riding after over twenty years off. I have my first horse. I realize now that everything I thought I knew about riding was nothing but ego and being invincibable and a know it all as I was "that age."
I am now at a barn where the barn owner and the boarders are beyond kind. They are teaching me everything I need to know and working with me on area where I lack confidence. They don't take the big hills right now because they know I am still working my way up, they don't cantor through the trails the entire time because they know I am not there yet. With their patience...I am becoming a confident rider and I get better every single time they take me out. They have made me feel comfortable enough that I can express to them when I am not comfortable. This girl has probably not been made to feel welcome or comfortable enough to express that she is afraid.
After reading this string...makes me so grateful to be at this barn with these kind and patient women ...who btw are always telling me that they did not always know how to ride up hills and through creeks either!
He knows when you are happy. He knows when you are proud. He also knows when you have a carrot.