Horse Sense....

   

                 

 

And the stones have been calling.

Well, they started a couple of days ago, but finally got my attention yesterday.   But it's the oddest thing in the Universe.  They sit on my bench in a big wooden box, and for months and months and months, they're quiet.  Then one day it's like Jumanji.  They start humming, then vibrating, then there's a deep soul, wispering Boom....Boom... 

And physically it starts with a little niggle in my shoulder, then an annoying pain, then a throbbing pain deep in my scapula.

When I finally use the stones again, it's an actual, Oooooohhhhhhhhhhh.... it's just the nightmares which are the bitch.  To be fair though, last night was ok.  I got up and was feeling pretty damn good.  Then I remembered my dream...

This will go on for days now, and the nightmares will get progressive worse until, Boom...they're done.

I don't like that part so much, but I understand that anything which makes me less than strong, powerful and empowered needs to go.  And that's all this is, it's a blockage of old, outdated, negative and toxic old hurtful words, or actions, which aren't mine to own, that need to be let go of, but which are stuck.  

And the stones are so damn good.

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Miss Belle is looking absolutely fantastic!

You know, I couldn't be happier with her.  Of course, there is absolutely no guarantee that she can run, but it is obvious that the things that I worked so hard on with her, have worked.  That stubborn quality that I tried so hard to breed, she owns.  Any great athlete has to own that.  So we've got that.  However, it is still to be known whether she will use that to win or whether she will hit the track and use it to refuse.  That's the gamble, however, we've got it, and that alone is a win.

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And we have weeds to Africa at home at the moment.  

They literally sprung up and now we're over run.  This disturbs me because I hate untidy paddocks.  But also has raised a few queries like:

1) We don't have enough grass overall to run cows.  So cows are useful, then not.

2) No way, no how am I spraying with the young one.  

Hell, NO.

Which only leaves either leaving the weeds to grow and hope they die through lack of water, or pulling them out myself.  Neither of these options are what I would class as perfect.  However, cheaper than going to the gym if push comes to  shove.

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An odd thing happened with Mumma this afternoon.

I was out there, after feed out dinner, with a hammer, fixing the tape, Boo came over and she literally freaked out.  She was growling and nickering and very upset.  Very weird because I know where she came from and she would never have come to any harm there, from the people I know.  But she was definitely upset.

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Races were awesome tonight.

No real surprises, but an odd end to the night.  I was just about to leave and was having a quick chat to someone I know.  40 minutes later...it never fails to amaze me what people say when they think they are talking to someone lower than them.  I mean, how many times have I said, You never know what someone has done in their past.  Don't judge on appearances.

It was surprising to hear about those that spoke well and were kind in the dark, and those that weren't. 

A super interesting conversation.

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Baby races today.

I love the whole vibe with the horses.  I also like the people but you know, the horses are always chit chatting away and my hands are always just one moment away from, Let me touch you here...

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The stones are working amazingly well.

The normal effects of nightmares and my body refusing to let go of either water or well, anything else.  But there have also been other side effects this time.

I got up this morning and I was sore.  I didn't take much notice, and then later I looked and my back where the stones have been is dark, a little swollen and has lumps over it where the toxins are coming out.  I knew this time had been darker and deeper.  

But anyway, considering how I'm working with the Senses, it doesn't surprise me.  The abandonment issues which have raised their ugly head have been insane.  Like dirty ugly.  That's been a really eerie place.  People around but not, if you know what I mean. 

And going to the bones of the Senses.  

The negative and the positive of them.  Yet the DNA of them are exactly the same.

So how can one side be so negative and toxic in the words of another, yet also be mind blowingly awesome?

How is that even possible?

And what does that make me?

These are roads that have to be travelled, and questions that don't just need to be asked, but answered. 

Anyway, moving forward, I don't want this baggage coming with me.  It has no place in our future - financially, emotionally, intimately, physically or Spiritually.

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I'm super happy with our video's.  It's good for me personally to see us work.  Some times I go, Damn, that's ugly... referring to the way I have worked that session, but other times it is, Whoooooo....

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And Boo is amazing.

We're really lucky though because my closest friends are professional horse peeps.  This is particularly helpful.  One lot of them live on my street so see Boo and Mumma easily 2 or 3 times a day, and my other ones are in regular contact.  And we have a cool Vet.  So we have loads of support.  

But we are all surprised at how quickly Boo's growing.  It's taken me by surprise, that's for sure, and him being a colt is making everyone super aware.  So our lovely Vet is doing another wellness check next week.  Not because there is anything wrong or I'm not doing stuff right, but because he needs the best care.   And to be fair, my lovely Vet will always look at herbs before medication, so I have to do my part and let her help us by doing the odd wellness check.  My, or should I say, our goal is to have a horse running in peak condition so if something does happen, it is easily fixed.

But I have to say that using non-soy food has been a diamond for my horses.  That's two babies now, and they are strong, vibrant, have awesome tummies and are super aware.  Belle can be a bit muppety, but that's more her stubborn streak coming through, not hormones.  

I cannot stress enough though, how much soy interferes with our babies and how taking it out, does wonders for them.

And the natural wormer.  It's damn pricey and sometimes I think, Jezus, do I really need this? But again, my babies tummies are strong, in balance and fantastic.

So the answer is, Yes.

Sometimes I wonder whether I am doing enough for Boo, because I wanted to be leading and floating and stuff and I'm not, but then I realize that is bullshite.  I'm doing exactly what I should be.  This is exactly what I did with Belle.  There may come a time when I can do that with coming foals, but either I don't need to, I'm not experienced enough or my work is more based on the Touch/play.  

Either way, we're doing ok as we are.

The hill paddock is also working amazingly, but I've found that it works best, 2 days in normal paddocks and 1 day with the third hill paddock open too.  I know this because Boo comes up and is like, Touch me here... 

I had also hoped to keep Boo home with me until about 6 months when he is weaned, but that may not be possible if he keeps growing the way he is.  

Anyway, that was always the wild card.  

But moving right along, Boo gets to stay with me right up until the exact minute my horse peeps say, He can't stay with you any longer.

And that, my fine friends, will be that.

I am, and have been, so unbelievably lucky.

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I am freaking out a little, because what am I going to do with no Mumma-to-be and/or a foal for the next year?  For the last few years I have either been looking after a Mumma-to-be or Touch/play-ing a foal.  My hands will get lonely.  So I am hoping (crossing my fingers and praying) that something comes knocking on my door.

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Oh wait...peeps have mentioned to me that sheep like weeds.  Put a sheep in. 

Brilliant!  I have a sheep.

Well, technically. 

Reality is....when the Big E was napping in front of the fire, watching tv as a baby, and driving round in the car with me, he lost a few of his sheep like habits.

Read into that: I put him in the paddock now, shut the gate, he freaks out and cries until I let him out.

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So that's been our week:  Take what you need, leave the rest.  Be powerful, strong and empowered.  Don't work on fear, don't be afraid.

Big hugs and horsey kisses from us here, to you there.
 
Caps, me, Spirit, Az, Ralph, Chew, Suz, the Big E, and of course, my beautiful Mumma Bear, Belle and Little Boo and of course, Pat and Chuck. 
 
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