Rikki Reich 01
1. When was this photo taken?
2. Where was this photo taken?
Kayenta, Arizona /Navajo Nation
3. Who took this photo?
4. What are we looking at here?
A young Navajo girl gives me a sly grin as she rides her horse in the Monument Valley High School Homecoming Parade down main street.
5. How does this old photo make you feel?
Riding on the backside of a horse.
I feel him beneath me.
The smell of him fills my nose.
My fingers run over his coat.
His eyes the most soulful things I've looked into in years.
There is a wisdom found in a horse that traverses a millennium and time.
6. Is this what you expected to see?
7. What kind of memories does this photo bring back?
My first ride.
I rode bareback and western.
I got my first horse at 6 years old.
His name was Toy.
And he was the meanest shetland pony there ever was.
The first time I rode him...he took off running.
He ran for the tree with long dangling branches and tried to knock me off his back.
He did not.
I had my own horses until I was 16.
Horses taught me to be tough and
always in control.
Or you will die.
I got bucked, thrown and dragged behind her once.
My foot caught in the stirup..my head inches away from her hooves as she galloped away dragging me behind her.
One time my horse was crossing the Colorado River and he decided the wanted to go for a swim with me on his back.
There is a oneness that happens between horse and rider.
It's deeply spiritual...mystical even.
They have been my greatest teachers.
I recognized the young Navajo girls' confidence and self-assuredness in her sly smile and one-handed grasp of the reins.
8. How do you think others will respond to this photo?
Horse women and cowgirls will
see what I see.
Women who grew up riding will be
reminded of the confidence,
toughness and deep love
that comes from that oneness that is between horse and rider.
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