One thing Karen has continually said and reminded as critical to a release of the horse is the “pop” in your core. Whether you’re taking space, “touch releasing” your horse (touching your horse on a body part then “zinging” your fingers away to get him to more that body part away), or anything else, a good release needs a “pop” in your core to accompany it. Actually, you could say that release within you/your core is the main part of the release, regardless of what you’re doing with your hands/rope/etc.
However, I was just not getting it. I would try to manufacture this big “pop” in my core when I released Maia and all I got was some sort of bizarre half-crunch thing that probably looked like I had a stomachache. Not to mention I didn’t feel any different. Other than feeling silly.
But something happened today that has clarified it a little for me. It actually came in a way I’m not proud of, but to be totally honest, I got frustrated with Maia. We were riding, which tends to bring up more frustrations for me, and she was careening all over and I was struggling to get with her and it was just getting pretty annoying. So I thought, well, this is a good time to get off, then—let’s not keep that going. So I got off, brought her back to the stall, and found her standing heavily and totally not in tune to being released off the space that I needed to get around her and untack. So I, still quite annoyed at this point, stuck my fingers on her and just by George zinged them off of her with this huge pop in my core and—poor Maia—she practically did a backflip to the rear of the stall.
I stood there dumbfounded. Well, wow, that worked. It was perhaps the biggest release she’s ever given me, especially because, sensitive as she is, I’ve really
However, I was just not getting it. I would try to manufacture this big “pop” in my core when I released Maia and all I got was some sort of bizarre half-crunch thing that probably looked like I had a stomachache. Not to mention I didn’t feel any different. Other than feeling silly.
But something happened today that has clarified it a little for me. It actually came in a way I’m not proud of, but to be totally honest, I got frustrated with Maia. We were riding, which tends to bring up more frustrations for me, and she was careening all over and I was struggling to get with her and it was just getting pretty annoying. So I thought, well, this is a good time to get off, then—let’s not keep that going. So I got off, brought her back to the stall, and found her standing heavily and totally not in tune to being released off the space that I needed to get around her and untack. So I, still quite annoyed at this point, stuck my fingers on her and just by George zinged them off of her with this huge pop in my core and—poor Maia—she practically did a backflip to the rear of the stall.
I stood there dumbfounded. Well, wow, that worked. It was perhaps the biggest release she’s ever given me, especially because, sensitive as she is, I’ve really





