Vision Board Series | Physical, Emotional & Mental Well-Being

Michelle Tsng
4 min readJun 30, 2021
Ginger in New Zealand

[I wrote this in 2018. Thought to publish this on Medium.]

When I was five, I picked up a pencil and drew horses. Each horse has the most muscular gluteus maximus that shapes like an inverted “C,” the largest, almond-shaped eyes that see the world 350% monocularly and the most beautiful mane that drapes down his neck. I imagined the horse galloping into the forest, exploring the world freely, making friends with Giant Redwoods and Paperbark Maples, masticating strands of perennial rye grass, listening to the waves of the lake as the sun glows in a bright yellowish orange.

Physical

The first time I rode a horse, I was not afraid, for they are not dogs. Last February, I decided to overcome my fear of dogs by petting one. She was a small house dog in brown and white. Any sense of her prettiness was overshadowed by her mean-spirited barks and nonstop non-calming jerks. Told that she’s acting normal, I reached out to her. With her teeth, she bit into my finger. I immediately pulled away as fresh red blood dripped endlessly onto the floor then into a white porcelain sink.

Horses, however, are different. Ginger, pictured above for instance, took me across the great plains and lakes of New Zealand without aggressive yap. She was gentle, confident — and afraid of cars. As…

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