Tania Kettle

OMG it is sooooooooo cold here, it's like an artic frost.

One minute we were fine and the next, not.

Everyone is jacketed up - Caps obviously in his warmest Winter one, Ralph, Chew, Suz in theirs and Az in one that is at least one size too big, and probably two.  He doesn't care.  He was like, Just give me the jacket, baby....

Mumma and Boo will also be stabled tonight, it's just too cold and the wind is scarily bitter.  I don't care who tells me that he should be outside, it's too cold and he's too tiny, they'll be in with the door shut tight behind them, so they are completely sheltered.

And on another note: the farrier growled at me this morning.  Remember how I don't trim Caps feet every six weeks?  He hates it, and they don't grow enough to warrant it.  But this last six weeks they did.  And remember, last time farrier came he was like, Thank you, but no... and then just trotted off.

Well, because they grew a lot (like a lot) this time, farrier growled me for letting him behave like an extremely badly behaved child.  I had no come back, they had grown a lot. 

Caps currently sulking.

I would if I thought it would do me any good.

I've just lit the fire instead.

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It is 6 degrees here right now and bitterly cold.  I hope it doesn't get any colder otherwise I will be doing a 2am check on the little one.  

It is like the middle of Winter here.

It's gone down to 4 degrees.

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It was a stunner of a day here!

I opened up the big paddock for Mumma and Boo and it worked great!  I was worried that it was too big and too hilly (with an electric fence at the bottom) but it worked out that it tired out little Boo and Mumma was stoked!  After he had run around a bit he was all tuckered out.  In fact, I saw a couple of times where Mumma had snuck back into the stables and they were both chilling out.  

Mumma and I are also doing leaps and bounds with our Miri Miri.  She calls me now, so Boo is learning too.  I've found I've had to work harder with manners with Boo.  Not his, he's super intelligent, but I've had to make sure that Mumma and I are really tight.  Food, food buckets, leading, touching...you name it, we are at the top of our game.  I like this.  I  like being better and smarter, clearer with the Clair-senses, and working at full capacity.

Every day, sometimes hourly, I am finding ways to work smarter, clearer, more intune.  How would that work if I did this?  And Mumma's doing this too... What would happen if I did this?

It works out, we're being more awesome.

And on another note: took Az's jacket off, but for some reason left everyone else's on.  Well, Caps because there was a chill in the air and the little ones, just because.  Works out I was right to as it's going down to 3 degrees tonight.  Back out stabling the little one, 3 degrees is just too cold, he's only small.  And putting Az's jacket back on via torchlight.  I'm lucky he is such a dude.  He's like, I'm just happy I have a jacket and just stands there not moving a muscle.

Ooooohhhh, almost forgot, got to see the baby races today.  Always one of my favourite as you get to see what, or should I say, how everyone is really doing.  Who's working at full capacity, who has run into bad money issues, who has fallen down the rabbit hole and taken their eye off the ball and who's moving forward silently, under the radar about to burst forward.  It's a mish mash trash of Energy which is always exciting to me. 

And then of course, you have the horses.

Anyway, always a fun time.

I'm finding though, like last time, the harder I'm working with the Clair-senses the more I can't be round people.  It's the frequency.  Because the horses, and in this particular area, the Clair-senses, are so crystal clear that I find that I am bombarded with people's Energy, when I see them.   It's not just the words you voice, but your intent, actions, fears, insecurities, and in some instances, greed, the green eyed monster and/or addictions.  Anyway, it's just too large for me.

Like standing in a concrete room with the stereo being turned up so loud, I almost want to vomit. 

But the frequency I work on, and the Clair-senses in their purest form, are both fragile like gossamer thread and deep down in your soul magick.

So fucking good it blows your mind.

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And on a, I'm not really blonde... note (and please tell me that I am not the only one who believed this) I honestly thought that I needed a rooster to get my hens to lay eggs every day.

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Got my first full on touch with Boo this morning!

Whooo! That's a Whooo! baby.  He's been more, I don't think so... previously, but we've slowly but surely, moved forward.  I'm nowhere close to being able to touch his tummy or legs, but what does work is a little snuggling, touch on the face and today, a hand resting on his back as he drank.  

I love this part.

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So your chicky babe got clever today.

Boo would like to communicate but he's a little, well, colty, so I had to think outside the square - so I had a feel around in my witchy bag to see what I had which might come in handy.  

And right down the bottom of my bag of witchy tricks, there was the heating one. 

Now right back when I first started with the horses I used this.  I can heat up my hands.

I would like to say at will, 100% of the time, on demand, but no, that's not true.  I can't turn it on and off like a light switch. 

Yet. 

However, I can do it.  

And that's what I used. 

I stood next to him, not touching, heated up my hands, and gave him a warm fuzzy.  Think all of a sudden having heat on an area which is sore.  Not heavy and touching, but like a warmth that encompasses you in one compressed area.

And we got the mooshie eyes.

Boom, baby.

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So as I'm writing this Caps is sulking, Chew is super sulking and the Big E is contemplating moving out.

And it goes like this:

The grass was growing too long up by the house, so I needed a mini to come out and chew it down.  Ralph was closest to the gate and is overall better behaved with the feed shed than Chew, so out he came.  Chew then went a bit mental because he too wanted to come out, but then Caps would be lonely, and I can't have that.  And I can't put Az in with Caps because there is too much grass and he gets sugar hooves.  So Chew drew the short straw.  

Hence, him sulking.

Can't say Caps is too impressed with the whole situation either, but there's nothing I can do about that.  He can't go and play with Mumma and Boo.

Then we come to the Big E.

Well, he got a bit funky about Ralph wandering around next to me, and wanted to wander too.  Ralph was like, Ummmmm, no.  

I didn't take any notice.  Then went and did feeds.

So then the Big E wanted to eat feed before I had finished (I mean, everyone else's feed) and I said, No and gave him a growl.  He tried again.  I said, No again, but louder. 

So he waited until I moved and then rammed me.

Then thought about doing it again.

Things got ugly.

There were loud voices, hands waving, water bottles, then the actual hose.  The Big E was totally disrespectful and I won't put up with that.  He pulls shite like that on a regular basis and he'll be looking at a new home, on a farm, where he can frolick freely with a herd of ewes, on hilly land, where the sun constantly shines.

In having said that, he was one very subdued lambikins when I got breakfast ready later, for tomorrow morning.  

Ralphy poo on the other hand, is doing mini cartwheels and a little pom pom dance.

And on a totally different note: 

If guys don't stop texting me 2 or 3 times and then asking me for a casual shag, I'm going to start wearing a t-shirt with an arrow on it pointing right....99cent girls that way.

I mean, seriously, I'm used to sex which is so good it blows your mind.  The kind where your whole body is on fire, and one orgasm is just a warm up.  But that seems to be a dying art.  Because people don't talk about sex like that anymore.  You very rarely hear a woman (or man) speak of having sex that's so good you forget your name.  Those deep, down and dirty, get down on your knees...bone shaking orgasms, that give you...well, you get the gist.

Instead I hear, Yeah, it was alright.

What I do hear a lot of though is, Everyone has casual sex nowdays, it's no big deal.  That I need to, Get with the plan because I've got it all wrong.

Well, one of us does.

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So that's been our week: 

We're full on now, and again I'm seeing the relationship between food and soul health, frequencies and the Clair-senses.  That if one is out, everything is out. 

That they all work, or is that walk, hand in hand. 

It's also being proved on a daily basis, in every way it counts, that you can't do cheap, quick and easy and get the Boom!

Awesomeness, baby.