Tania Kettle

Little Jakey, the foals gone home.  He's such a cutie but you know, he wasn't mine.  

However, in a round about way this has been a good thing because I need to put my big girl pants on now.  

This is our home and we talk to the horses here.  They are not just part of the family, they are family.  And we play together with the Clairsenses every day in whatever way works for whichever horse at any time.  

This is our way.  Our home is a place of Spirit.

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And guess what?  

Sequoia's going into foal at the end of this month!  I know!  I'm so freaking excited.  I have always wanted a Gypsey Vanner.  

Our Stud Gypsey Vanner, 12.2 hands

And Miss Sequoia who we are Studding.  Or Studdette-ing, 14.2 hands

And Sequoia is beautifully natured so you know, Hello!  I'm putting missy to foal with a Gypsey.  

Now, before you ask what do I know about raising foals that would be nothing.  However, I know how to be a Mum and I know how to be a Reader so you know, that pretty much covers everything I need.  I also know that there is no guarantee that I will get a foal that has feathers (the furry bits on the legs) and that gorgeous mane but you know, it's like having kids.  You do the best you can with the guy you pick and just hope for the best.  

But let's face it, I pick great men and fabulous horses.

So, be prepared.  I'm going to smother you with information about being pregnant, getting pregnant, hormones, food, herbs, pregnant mares in herds and pretty much everything else in between.   

But, (I know, I hate but's, too) I'm not meeting Stud muffin for another 2 weeks and it could quite possibly be that he is only photogenic and not right when I see him in person.  But hopefully, fingers crossed, he's perfect for us.  I'm so excited!!

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Ok, so we swapped the young one, Jake and the little mini, Molly for Tommy (just off the race track - jockey not harness) and two mini's a bit bigger than Ralph.  And it's not working.  Caps hates it.  

He was fine with the other ones we've had but these ones, nup.  Caps is muppety.  I haven't even tried to put them in as a herd because the Energys wrong and it won't work.  So, I'll sort this out and they'll be gone in a few days.  It's kind of weird though, we (me and the horses) are used to people coming and going, talking, chatting, eating, playing and just kind of hanging out and we're all good.  So, it's been really odd seeing the other kind of horse Energy - those who don't want to communicate, play and voluntarily be with humans.  

But don't get me wrong.  These horses are in all good nick.  So, I'm not bagging horses off the track or off harness but I am saying that there is a huge difference between a horse that doesn't talk with humans and one that does.  

And even though all horses have the ability to do so, not all of them want to.  

So...

Can the human/horse door be opened and a horse who hasn't previously wanted to, decide to though? 

Yes.  100% yes.  Look at Sequoia and Chew.  I mean, Chew had the word feral used about him on more than one occasion (not by me but you couldn't say he actually liked me when he first met me).  

But you can't half-assed do it.  You either open the Clair-senses door and start talking to them or you don't.  And it takes time, patience, kindness and love to build the trust and get great communication going if they previously haven't had the door opened.

However, I haven't yet met a horse who wouldn't talk given time but the meanest thing in the world is opening that door and then limiting or confining that gift they give you.

I guess what I've realized is that I'm not a half-assed kind of girl in either men or horses.  Think oceans and teaspoons.

Anyway, in the big scheme of things it is of no consequence because we're not a grazing place .  We're a Talking to Horses place where horses can come and stay or visit, get their mojo back and open for the first time or re-open their Clair-senses door.   That our home is where the Clair-senses are openly acknowledged, trusted, respected and played with.  And this week has just been a reminder of that.  That I can't have two feet in two paddocks.  

That I either work with the Clair-senses or I don't.  I'm either a Reader or I'm not.

And we both know the answer to that. 

* Was at Cambridge racing this week.  Small but cute.  Lovely grounds - I did manage to get my times wrong and turn up 1 and a half hours earlier than need be to meet the person I was invited down by but it worked out ok.  

** Thank you for your positioning today, it was almost perfect.  But please remember that when I am in a new place with people I don't know and freaking out because there's no horses around, I need you to be close enough that I can not only smell you but if I lean slightly to one side, I can touch you.

*** Thanks for your texts Felicity, they made me laugh.

**** And with the big storm that we've had (and is still going) all the horses are fine, the cows are fine, I'm fine and as I'm writing this (and crossing my fingers and holding my tongue a certain way) have both power and water.  Go us!

Wishing you much love my friends and of course, my humans.

Caps, me, Spirit, Sequoia, Ralph, Chew, Az, the cows and calves.

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