by Marsha Jorgenson | Jan 16, 2026 | Whispers from the Road
From Bozeman to Chase – Curves, Kindness, and One Fierce Storm By the time I left Bozeman, the road had become more than a path—it had become a partner. Each mile was a prayer. Each curve, a conversation. My body and bike were moving in harmony, and the joy that had...
by Marsha Jorgenson | Dec 23, 2025 | Whispers From The Round Pen
There was a time in my life when all I wanted was to fit in—and I was terrified of being alone. It didn’t matter where—school, work, friend groups, barns, relationships—you name it.I just wanted to be accepted. Seen. Liked. Safe. I believed if I could blend in, I’d...
by Marsha Jorgenson | Aug 28, 2025 | Whispers From The Round Pen
Love is my only houseCreating Space for Difference in a World That Craves Belonging In Martina McBride’s song, she says, “Love is the only house big enough for all the pain in the world.”And I believe she’s right. We all need a little more love. I choose to see the...
by Marsha Jorgenson | Aug 28, 2025 | Healing with horses
Horses Are My TruthI was in British Columbia for Gestalt training, walking the round pen with my statements—trying to figure out who I was meant to be. The horse wouldn’t join up. I kept walking, unsure. Searching.Then my mentor said softly,“Truth is… horses are your...
by Marsha Jorgenson | Aug 22, 2025 | Whispers From The Round Pen
My body isn’t what you see in magazines or media—it’s far from “perfect” by those standards.But today, for the first time in 25 years, I put on a bikini anyway.I stood in front of the mirror, took a deep breath, and said to myself:“You look great.”Then I hopped in the...
