Horse Sense....



I was right.  It was the food I had added in - too rich for Mares tummy.  A little is ok, once possibly twice a week.  But not until I have our balance back again.


The races were odd tonight though.  It was either all or nothing, which always freaks me out a bit.  People were either overly friendly or not friendly at all.  I know, go figure, eh?

But anyway, I had some really great conversations, some new ones with new people and some well, one actually had the phrase, Please stop talking about herbs like you are all the time.

Ok, well, I could...

But then see, a couple of other things would happen.  I would then not be able to speak about touching your colours, or plucking your words out of the air like balloons or candy.  I also couldn't speak of tasting the way you are when you look at me or how I touch the texture of your thoughts.

And then I definitely couldn't speak about Running with Energy and Talking with horses. Or Touch/play and Touch as a language.

But then other things would happen.  I would also be encouraged to stop wearing boots with absolutely everything.  Act my age, dress appropriately and stop believing in magic.

See, I understand what you mean when you say this, and why, but one thing leads to another to another to another and then all of a sudden I will be a (very bad) cardboard cutout of who I am supposed to be.

The herbs stay.

I am also very much looking forward to my wedding tomorrow in Tauranga, of my very close and super cool friends, Helen and William.  

And damn straight I'm wearing boots.


What a fantastic wedding, in the most gorgeous location!

It was worth every minute of the almost, just shy of, 6 hour round trip.

Yes, you read that right.  After numerous texts from Helen...And don't be late!  Of which I replied, Of course not!  Who turns up late to a wedding?

I then read the directions wrong.  When it said, 40 minutes out of Tauranga I read that to mean, 40 minutes closer to Tania's home which worked out to be inaccurate.  It was 40 minutes the opposite side of Tauranga.

So what was supposed to be a leisurely 1 hour 40 minute drive was 2 hours, 47 minutes.  Before traffic.  So the trip took 3 hours 20 minutes going down.  Although to be fair, noticeably less coming back.

Anyway, next time I will actually check directions.

But it was an awesome day and night.  They are a super cool couple, it was great to have kids at the wedding, and it was just a real soul connected day.

And no, before you ask, you will not be seeing me at my own wedding anytime soon.  Or ever, actually.

I like the concept of marriage, but the reality falls short for me.  I just don't feel safe and secure and happy in it. Instead, I feel confined and claustrophobic and I swear, hand on heart, as soon as that ring goes on my finger I have one hoof out the door.  

Which if you know me, is just not me.  

I'm a super cool person, and fantastic to be in a relationship with. 

I'll just put this down to a previous past life trauma, which I still have memories of in my DNA, of being a Mum to 19 children or burnt at the stake for not behaving myself.

Possibly both.

But to be fair, I love other people getting married.

Oh, and I got a text tonight that Mares and Belle are shifting paddocks again - urgent horses have arrived.  It's all good, I'll catch up on the goss tomorrow. 


Chew is being A.D.O.R.A.B.L.E.  He never leaves the house and so far the chainlock is working on the feed bin.  Can't guarantee that this will be a long term solution but even so, I've done a fairly good job so far.  Chew is begrudgingly respectful of me.

But Chew loves a challenge...

So that's been our week: A little Alice in Wonderland-ey. 

I'm trying my very hardest to stay in the moment, enjoy what we have and not worry too much about what the future holds.  Because if I do the right thing now, then the future will take care of itself.  

This is slightly frustrating though because I normally like to have a plan, but to be fair, staying in the moment may be classed as a plan.  

At a push.   

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

Caps, me, Spirit, Az, Ralph, Chew, Suz, Elvis, and of course, my darling Mares, Belle and Little Boo


And my food is being super challenging at the moment.  Every moment I get my food wrong, I put on weight.  

However, I'm seeing a direct link between not just the food that you eat, but what foods you eat together.  I can eat two separate foods, at two different times and we're all good.  But I can eat the same two foods together and I'll put on weight.

My human limitations tell me that this is not possible.

Yet I'm watching it happen. 

** Would you like to explain to me how I can have bought 13 matching pairs of socks 4 months ago, and I now have 7 single ones, 3 with holes.

*** Oh wait, you want to know about Belle and Touch/play.  

It's going fantastic.  

She loves her ears  nose, head, tummy, back and bum touched and can lift all four hooves.  She also has a particular fondness for a scratch, just under her left top leg joint.  She can also back up and comes when called. 

I am so careful though, because I know how important it is that I get it right.  For the people coming behind me, I have to have laid the foundations correctly.  Each brick has to be solid.  So, I'm super aware all the time.  I never feed her by hand and every second I'm with her I am aware of my thoughts, body movements and Energy.  I spend between 3 and 8 minutes when I see her, but never more than 10.

I know that Belle has been bred to race, and I also know that there is no guarantee that she can.  I get this.

But I also know that the only reason she won't, is that she literally isn't fast enough to race.

So, if you have a sense of humour, technically we're betting on whether I know my shite.

Boom, baby.