• Connor’s first visit to the Green Goose Acres hippotherapy program was not met with the usual giggles and smiles.  When the non-verbal boy of about 8 was met with a riding helmet, loud angry noises expressed his discontent of the situation.  With a look of encouragement sent Dad’s way, a push from behind and a…

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  • As a child, I never had a confident answer to the classic question, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” I thought I’d like to work with children or animals and make a meaningful difference in their lives, but I wasn’t sure how. When I was about twelve years old I read…

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  • Nothin’ Like a Hug

    by Kirsta Malone and dedicated to Carissa Mosher Her warm, soft breath felt so good on a cold, fall day like this one.  The small pony wrapped her head and neck around the young girl’s small frame as if to give her a hug.  The little girl giggled as she stroked the pony’s thick winter…

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  • As you enter the barn doors, there is no denying that Healing H’Arts is first and foremost a place of love and acceptance. People from various walks of life traverse along their separate paths until they intersect at the junction that is Healing H’Arts. They discover that, at this junction, judgement is withheld while grace…

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  • My name is Natalie, I am an Occupational Therapy Assistant student from Cayuga Community College. I had the privilege of completing my level II fieldwork at Healing H’arts Equestrian Center. I came here not really knowing what to expect as I’ve never been around horses and didn’t know much about hippotherapy. My time here has…

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  • Compliments

    By: Jenna Shortsleeve My experience at Healing H’Arts has transformed my life in unimaginable ways.  I knew luck was with me when I was assigned this unique internship opportunity.   I hit the proverbial jackpot of educational and professional development.  The training, knowledge, and skills acquired during my time here have far exceeded my expectations.  Personally,…

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  • Fundraiser 2020

    Sap Run Reimagined Virtual 5k To benefit Starting Friday, Oct. 9th– Friday, Oct. 16th,2020 Email: alcasselman11@gmail.com (Amanda) For details and sponsor forms Prizes available on Saturday, Oct. 17th Drive-Thru Chili Dinner Saturday, October 17th, 2020 Catered by: Dugan’s Country Grill Pre-order Family meal by Wednesday, Oct. 14 @ kirstamalone40@gmail.com or (315)730-4339 Dinner Includes: Chili, cornbread,…

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  • We have all had to make tough decisions. In order to honor the health and wellness of our community, Healing H’arts Equestrian Center, Inc is temporarily closing until we can safely resume as directed by the experts in the field.  Please be assured, during this time, Kirsta promises to take excellent care of your horses while…

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  • When: Saturday September 21st, 2019 Time: 3pm -6pm Where: The Sugar Shak Bring your best chilli for a chilli cook off! OR enjoy a walking taco, we also will have ziti, and Water. Raffles will be held as well as Badges given to our riders! So come on out and join us. Let us celebrate…

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From Silence Begins Success

Connor’s first visit to the Green Goose Acres hippotherapy program was not met with the usual giggles and smiles.  When the non-verbal boy of about 8 was met with a riding helmet, loud angry noises expressed his discontent of the situation.  With a look of encouragement sent Dad’s way, a push from behind and a…

My Journey to Hippotherapy By Anna Jordan

As a child, I never had a confident answer to the classic question, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” I thought I’d like to work with children or animals and make a meaningful difference in their lives, but I wasn’t sure how. When I was about twelve years old I read…

Nothin’ Like a Hug

by Kirsta Malone and dedicated to Carissa Mosher Her warm, soft breath felt so good on a cold, fall day like this one.  The small pony wrapped her head and neck around the young girl’s small frame as if to give her a hug.  The little girl giggled as she stroked the pony’s thick winter…