Horse riding is a dangerous sport. All riders know that we could be killed or paralyzed by a bad fall but that doesn't keep us from doing it. I was riding a friend's horse one day, helping her train him a little better and getting him used to different styles of riding. I had been working with him for several months at this point and decided to show his owner what he and I could do. The only problem was it had just rained. I knew better than to ride on slick ground but did so anyway. It was a pretty long drive out to the barn and I didn't want it to be a wasted trip.
Athos (the horse) and I had been working in for nearly half an hour, so I decided to push the limits of what we could do. I set up a low jump. I knew he wasn't an experienced jumper and the slick ground would only make everything more difficult. I jumped him anyway. Directly after the jump we had to make a sharp right turn and Athos stumbled but regained his feet as we came around. I ended up halfway down his shoulder with my feet stuck in the stirrups and thought 'I am about to die.' I could see his hooves flashing up near my face then suddenly there was a thudding pain in my ribs and I was somehow airborne. It was only for a split second but I remember being able to look down on Athos and the riding ring and seeing his empty saddle. In that moment I felt such utter peace.
I landed heavily on the ground a second later, not behind Athos (where a rider would normally end up after a fall) but nearly ten feet in front of him. We both looked at each other for a moment and after I got hold of him again and took him back into the barn I asked his owner, who had been watching us the whole time, what had happened and she replied that it was so quick she would probably never know. I know that it was an angel that saved me that day and nothing will ever be able to convince me otherwise.
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