Horse Sense....

 

So, it's been a bit of a slow-ish week.  

For a start there's been storms and then we kind of just hung out.  

Because the Energy's been weird.  

There's been lots of Spirit Energy in our actual home with me not just seeing them out of the corner of my eye but fire alarms going off when a) there was no fire and b) it was the middle of the night, early morning, afternoons and/or evenings.  You know, just whenever.  

Also, lots of Astral Travelling at night, visiting on a soul plane at other times and then with weird, crazy things happening with doors opening and shutting by themselves and phones, texts, instant messages and emails appearing then disappearing straight into the Internet Black Hole never to be seen again.  

Just enough weirdness to make me aware that Spirit were there and to know that they were saying, Stand still - Do not, we repeat, DO NOT do a thing but not enough to completely freak me out.  

Trust me, it's a very fine line I walk.

Anyway, I heard Spirit when they said, We have this, trust us and just tried to stay in the moment and listen to the Energy.  Which in an odd kind of way worked really well because I just shut the house down and only worked with my humans, played with the horses, read and had bubblebaths.  

Every single time Spirit has said this to me in the past, the outcome has been golden and far exceeded my expectations.  So, I just tried not to get in my own way.  

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And the horses and I are just talking and trying to find a way where none of us are freaking out.  And it's kind of working.  I washed Ralph today (just his tail and mane because I didn't think the rest of him needed it) but as I was doing that, Az and Chew were standing at the paddock gate so I let them out to the big area round the house too, and then Caps and Sequoia were like, Ummmm....Hellooo... remember us?  So, I let them out, too.  

It worked brilliantly.  

No one interrupted or scared anyone else (mainly me), Ralph was particularly well behaved and then Chew came over and stood in line waiting for his bath.

But seriously, I think he just likes to let me know he knows what I want.  Because I know he is not 4 years old and he knows I know it.  But he's like, Who you gonna tell?  

It's driving me batsh*te crazy.

Az hung out, Caps hung out, Sequoia hung out.  

They went back into paddock when I asked although I notice Caps and Sequoia had sneaked up around the house deck and something must have scared them because all of a sudden they were trotting round the corner and down the stairs at a great rate of knots with Az hooning up behind them going, Wait for me!

And Sequoia can jump like a rockstar.  I watched her jump up stairs and down stairs today in a way which was seriously impressive.  And it's not the first time that we have seen her do this.  In fact, when I watch her with her game on I feel a little guilty that I am being selfish just working with the Clair-senses when she can trot, canter and jump like she does.  

Anyway, Spirits will, if at some stage she is supposed to be with someone else, then she will be.  Maybe Spirit are about to send me a young one who is wanting a horse to do show jumping with but can't have their own for some reason.  

Anyway, it is of no consequence, it all comes out in the wash eventually.

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And we're back to storms.  

We flooded a little bit but I opened up all the paddocks before the storms hit so the horses and cows could choose where they wanted to go and they all seemed fine, although a little soggy.

 

 

 

Sequoia looking gorgeous and white, my lovely Caps striking a pose and my little buddy, Az who has (once again) rolled in mud.

And, of course...

 

 

Chew.  

Not 4.  

Ralph did not wish to be photographed.

And the horses tell me which one wants to play with me every morning.  One will separate him or herself from the herd and wait for me.  Today it was Sequoia (in the rain) but you know, I don't know about you but sometimes I can only do like 5 metres - through the gate and then forward.  Not because of her but because of me.  But sometimes I think that is why the horses like me.  That they hold out their hoof to me and say, It's ok, Tania.  You're doing well, we can just stand here and talk a bit now.

** Ok, how weird is this?  Calves have gone to new homes but the cows are still with me but wait...both their tags have gone missing and they have been de-registered from the people who own them.  Well, well, well eh, looks like we have a cow thief on the prowl.  Good luck with that.  With the amount of cars that do slow drive by's outside my house and then sit at the end of my driveway well, you have competition.  So far it is what Felicity thinks is an undercover D (personally, I think it's drug dealers), the white SUV, the red and white classic car, black car, grey car, a very grunty, late model V8 and the maroon car who today drove up my driveway thinking I wasn't home because the fence was down and then turned round and drove straight back out when they saw me.  Taking bets now...

*** I hear you re: the shower.  It's good. Surprising, but good.  

I don't know about you though but I swing between listening to my best mate say, Enough already! He's just not interested.  He's driving past but he is not calling, texting or coming in to see you and I get this.  I get what I should do in a perfect world. Date men who are proactive about dating me.  Who are financially set up and don't have the dress sense of a drunk skunk.  This I get.  Have a list, stick to the list.  But see, here's the issue, then I see you or hear your Energy and all those good ideals that I'm told I should have go flying out the window and I'm like, There is no logical explanation to this because we are about as different as two people can get...but this could be f*cking amazing.  

And I like quirky.

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

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

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