Why I'm Finally Moving My Feet: The Power of Unlearninglog Post
Published on: 03/01/2026
I remember my Pony Club days so clearly. I was standing in the center of the arena, being told to stay rooted to the spot while my pony cantered around me. It felt completely alien. Even then, I knew my pony understood my body language, yet I was being instructed to silence it.
True Self

