I haven’t read a ton of horse blogs but I’ve definitely found a few that I enjoy reading every time a new post goes up (like this one, this one, this one, and this one). Usually a blog name will grab my attention or I’ll find the post that explains why a blog has the name it does. It’s always really interesting to me.
When I decided to make my own blog I spent a couple days thinking about what I would call it. Spanish Walk made a lot of sense to me. Both sides of my family are Castilian Spanish but neither of my parents were born in Spain. My dad is American and my mom is Israeli. I spent a lot of my summers in Israel when I was growing up because it was really cheap to fly across Asia while living in Japan.
Growing up in Japan during my younger years I learned to appreciate other cultures and some of their culture rubbed off on me. I catch myself wanting to bow when I meet superiors (this gets awkward sometimes). I use head nods a lot. I don’t have issues with communal bathing. I think it’s weird to pee if there isn’t some kind of ambient noise to drown out the sound. I pay extra for the Japanese channel because hearing it is extremely soothing.
My mom’s family, also Jewish, is very warm and loud. They’re always yelling even though they aren’t arguing. It’s something my dad has a hard time with because he’s totally Americanized. We learned to be ‘outgoing’ from my mom’s side when we visited Israel because if you didn’t yell you wouldn’t be heard. It’s a key method to success when you’re in a house with 75 people and need something.
Open door policies were learned from my mom’s family too. No one knocks and everyone helps themselves. My friends (once we moved back to the States) learned very quickly that they were always welcomed but always had to serve themselves. We treated people like family and our house was always full.
In recent years I’ve tried to relearn Hebrew, Spanish, and Japanese because I used to be fluent but I’ve learned that my brain is just a complicated mess and I almost always confuse and eventually swap languages when I try to speak them. It’s disappointing because my mom can speak five languages fluently and I’m like: I have issues with English and it’s my native language. 😐
So I’m a weird mishmash of cultures. I’m proud of all of them because they make me who I am. BUT when it comes to riding my identity is 100% Spanish. I was trained classically with an emphasis in working equitation and a smattering of other Spanish styles.
Spanish Walk has two meanings for this blog. One is the high stepping walk that baroque horses, like Aria and Valeria, are famous for and the other is my journey, my walk through life.
I’d ask if anyone has a special meaning to their blog name but I don’t think more than a handful of people look at my blog and I kind of already know a few. 🙂