Horse Sense....
It took over an hour for breakfast this morning, because I refused to just feed Mumma and Belle, and Cappy wouldn't come up to the house.
So I wouldn't feed anyone.
But my babies are smart, it didn't take them long to get to know what I wanted.
It did, however, take a fair whack of time to physically get what I wanted, but we got there in the end.
Unfortunately, the same thing happened at dinner time.
So we had the same bloody palava again.
I just explained what was happening, then went off and did stuff.
Came home and got exactly what I wanted, within about 2 minutes flat.
What I do like is that the Energy has calmed down with Mumma. You still see her tearing round the place with Belle, but it's good rhythm and flow.
Cappy is getting better, although to be fair, I don't blame him. Mumma is bloody terrifying when she is lunging full tit at Belle, trying, and mostly succeeding, in biting her.
But we're getting there.
The bites aren't really bites anymore, more of love nips and even then Belle is managing to breathe in at just the right moment, so no more marks.
I tell you what though, there is nothing more terrifying than a Mumma screaming full tit towards you, mouth open and teeth gleaming.
You can understand now, my reluctance for her to run the herd.
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May I just say it is a very bizarre day when I can have the fire going in the morning, yet a few hours later be sunbathing in 28 degree weather.
Something is just not right.
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And I saw my first Spirit at the stables today!
I opened the gates and drove down and saw this man over in the paddock and thought, The bloody cheek! Why didn't he leave the gate open for me...
I parked my car and called out, then realized he was Spirit.
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The horse is back.
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Another of Belle's baby Daddy's colts just won.
First time racing and he won at Alexandra - that's fucking awesome!!
We always knew that Belle's baby Daddy could step up, and it's really great to see that happening.
Especially as a 2 year old.
I also love the name, super cool and very groovy.
Belle and Mumma are also very happy with you.
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Bloody fireworks going off everywhere.
Super weird as we are a horse street, so no one normally lets them off.
Horses not so keen right now, and doing good laps round the paddocks.
However, I will not sign a petition to ban fireworks.
I, 100%, will not be that person who bans something just because it does not suit me.
However, for future reference, a letter, email, text or note to say you are letting off fireworks would be nice.
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We have so much Spirit with us right now, it is like Piccadilly Station.
Spirit are on the land, in the stables, inside the house, and last night, I actually felt a male Spirit whisper in my ear.
I was awake and out of bed in nano seconds.
It scared the bejesus out of me.
So I'm waiting to see what's about to happen. There's never this much Spirit without a reason.
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We had a really successful day at home today.
Breakfast time had everyone waiting at the fence and it was all nice and polite like.
Did some stuff inside, went to go out, and then Mumma was waiting for me in the Welcome Paddock, so I went in, she walked into the stables, turned herself around and just stood waiting.
We did a groom and a Miri Miri and then I led her out and she walked off.
That was highly successful.
Later on, at dinner, everyone was also all sorted and waiting.
There was a hiccup when Mumma thought she would be mean to Belle and nick her food, which I put a stop to. She sulked a bit, but everything was fine after.
I went inside for a pee, came out and bloody Mumma had swapped dinner with Belle.
I swear, hand on hoof, I was no longer than 2 minutes tops.
But the funny thing was she was standing there going, Don't see...Don't see....Don't see...Don't see....
I went over, saw her and said, Don't think I don't know what you just did...
And then I swear, hand on hoof, she put her big brown, mooshie eyes on me.... and bloody winked.
Not a perfect end result, but you have to admit, that was bloody Boss Chick.
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Little bit weird not having my good mate around, I'm missing the magick, but you know, what can you do?
And in having said that, it's also a little weird with results at the moment. My horses are fine, but I see peeps using part of what I do, expecting all of my results.
Which, as you can understand, is impossible.
But to be fair, I love the falling. The connection of moving between this world and that, the Touch, the Colours, the Healing, the Talking.
I love every part of this, and even when I don't get the results I want, I go back and do it again and again and again, until I do.
I wouldn't change it for the world.
So all I can do is put up photo's and video's of my horses, and a little bit of magick and just keep walking through.
It was kind of funny though, I was talking with someone today who asked how Boo-ba-licious's operation had gone and before I had even thought about it, I laughed and said, I feed him, he's fine.
And that pretty much put me back on track.
My horses are strong, intelligent, work hard for me, as I do for them and they're fucking fantastic.
You do little work, you'll get little results, babe or as my old Nana used to say, You can't take what you haven't earnt.
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So it has been explained to me in the nicest possible terms that never, ever, ever, EVER am I to leave weaning until baby is a year old ever again.
Apparently, he is still wandering about being, Mr Coming-through-Get-Out-Of-My-Damn-Way.
On a positive note, that's a great attitude to have when he gets on the track, however, I do understand that attitude needs a little tweaking.
Watch this space.
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And do you know what I really want to see? (apart from pigs flying and a new PM)
Mumma's being photographed and showcased when they are about 5 months pregnant.
Breeding doesn't start when the foal hits the ground, it starts way, way earlier and I am a vocal supporter of, Treat your Mumma like a Queen, because she's making you a race horse, baby.
Grooming, massages, Miri Miri, great food, no soy (I'm never going to let that one go), herbs and well, whatever makes Mumma look and feel amazing.
I want to get the Mumma's out of, Just leave them in the paddock, they'll be fine and really get Breeders breeding. In having said that though, those horses are not being fed soy, so you know, they're already on the winning team.
But anyway, what better way to change things than photo's that show how great your Mumma-to-be is.
That'll sort the Boss Chicks from the boys real quick.
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Oh wait...you want to know how everything is with the anxiety.
Well, it's going great.
Overall, a big improvement, but you have no idea how much the minutest difference in vitamins, minerals, herbs and foods make.
Doseages are super huge, but I don't think I realized exactly how much the time of day, weather, sleep, stress, outside enviroments, male, female, age and time in cycle and moons, affected everything.
Or I got the very basics of it, but not the deep down and dirty workings, not the intricate and complex parts.
I didn't get it's a constantly evolving exchange of Energy.
Minute by minute, hour by hour..
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So that's been our week:
We keep stepping forward, sometimes bigger steps, other times teensy, tiny ones.
But we're doing ok.
Big kissy hugs
Caps, me, Spirit, Az, Ralph, Chew, Suz, and of course, my beautiful Mumma Bear, Belle and Boo-ba-licious, Pat, Chuck, Rose, Petal, Kai-Anne, Pepper, Lily, Shelley, Ossie, Marmite and Geraldine.
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