Category: Horses

The other side of me.

Letting go.

The black and white of the equestrian world runs deeply from the backyard hobbyist to the Elite professional.  There is a way one abides to the rules, the rules of equine ownership.

I guess that is where I am already turned off, I know that the horses that are apart of our herd are in a sense perceived as being owned.  It seems that human nature has to possess things to establish some sort of seen value.  Yet to me the very word owning a horse is so repulsive.  For what I love and adore most about horses is the very thing that we try to take from a horse, their spirit and freedom through ownership.  With their grace, size and beauty no matter what predicament this 4 legged creature finds itself in the human can never truly possess their essence.

With possession we naturally lack respect, I think it is easy to use the word like a child whom has figured out a cadence of spewing out the word sorry trying to find their boundaries with in a parent who does not place them.

 

Of course we respect the horse and yet we show our love and respect by doing the most unnatural of things to them.  With in the same breath of announcing our love, our passion we assert our desire onto them and expect them to conform to our ways with out true regard for their needs and desires.

I feel we like to think on their behalves, we get caught up in purchasing things in an attempt to display the quality of merchandise we adorn them in rather than the quality of the horse’s mental state of being.

We have perverted so many aspects of horses reality, we have mare’s birthing foals that are being taken so quickly, basic imprinting skills from Dam to foal is notably being bred out of them.

Yet we are a society so heavily laden by consumption and commerce that to truly be able to understand would require the horse “owner” to understand that they are really a facilitator and be evolved enough to know the horse should come first.

Even I find myself in a situation where I know I cannot afford the horses the truest of freedom and the lifestyle most suited to their needs.  In a perfect world I would turn them loose and I would know that because of my relationship with my equine friends they would want to return and visit on their own, yet this will never happen and the saying if you love something set them free and if it is meant to be they will return cannot be applied here as that would be cruel.

My equine friends have become dependent on me, I have put them in a situation where I have to feed them and maintain their source of food and water, I control their turn out and what will happen to them in the days to come.

I have come to realize the burden and the dependency created, even if I could let them loose would they still remember.  Have we taken that away from them as well?

Like children we spend great amounts of time schooling them information from books that have become obsolete in this day and age with technology.  Instead of the truth and preparing them to care for themselves, setting priorities of being happy and healthy through balance we drum it out of them.  We tell them that your value is only because of your book smarts. Yet our spirits know this not to be the truth.

I certainly know this to be true since pulling my children out of conventional schooling and facilitating their work with them through Distance education.  The work load and time children spend in school is not really necessary I wonder if it was designed in order to work around the working classes schedule.

Even in my children I have noted a huge change in their stress levels and how they relate to each other since making the change, just as the horses did when my perspective changed of them as well.

A couple of years ago I made choices in my life to be left alone by society in general.  I needed the space, I had to hear that voice with in me not as a whisper yet loud and clear.

I always knew I would never go wrong by this voice and because of it I have come to learn much from the horses and my children, on a different more meaningful level of life.

As of recent I have started to re-emerge as my new self and I am strong in knowing my truth as I have walked the walk I feel I can talk the talk.  I am grateful for social media and the ability to put my words out there and be seen by people who need to read them.

 

I do not know what it will take for change of perspective in our world, I do see that my children are here to help make the difference as they only know what we do here and practice and love so tolerance of old ways is not accepted here.

I do know one day we all will get it and whether that is in the now or when you are departing this world we are all very deeply connected and in order to seek greater compassion for our society/world as a whole we have to take a look at the relationship we have with the animals and nature we share with here on earth.

We can no longer own it all.

 

Spirit connecting with the boys

The gift.

Since a very young age I have been keenly aware that my relationship with horse is different from the normal.  No matter how hard I tried to do what the others were doing or wanted to be like the others it was not meant for me.

I have never been much of a rider and the best way I can explain why is that I never felt I deserved to be up there, a few years ago I was really getting to the heart of my soul and what makes me tick, I used to think my lack of riding was because I was not worthy or good enough as a person and now I see it that its really such an honour and privilege to be on a horse’s back it is nothing to take lightly.

My uncle had horses when I was very young and I would spend summers with him being with his small herd.  I was as happy to be helping to pick choice grass for the horses rather than being on them.
Into my teens I spent a few defining years at a local riding facility where there was a run of the different horse types and complexities you would see in the world or a riding career.  Although I was a teenager my desire to be with horse rather than on was magnified yet I still tried to fit in with riding although I was never in the chosen disciplines the cool kids preferred I would ride Western as the others would be in the many branches of the English discipline.

There were girls that rode because they wanted to tame the wild Thoroughbred and then the girls that were showing their highly bred horses in the national shows designated to their horses breed.

I learned a lot about different people’s relationships of horses and I learned that horses will put up with a lot.

I would come in and out of horses again until I met my husband and he bought me my first horse.  A wise young teacher was she yet I was not there yet and I find most of what she taught me has now been realised after my relationship with her.

She opened a door for me and I was able to decided what I wanted to do and yet between the pull of what I thought you were supposed to do and what I wanted to do for so long burdened any relationships from their fullest potential as I was stuck and I could not recognise that where my gift lay was ample enough and I did not have to prove anything to anyone about anything, I only needed to listen to myself and my heart.

Moving North was the first part in breaking away from the convention of what others do, in the sense that we moved to where the horses would be on our property and I had no external sources for information or support. We were going into a world where the weather and country was not familiar to us and I had to learn this new place on my own with the help of the horses guiding me.

It was at this time my relationship with Spirit would evolve to a new level and I was able to shift my direction, attention and fine tune my intuition to the horses needs.

5 years later I can say I get it and that maybe my way is more the way people should aspire to be, kinder to themselves to be kinder to horse, gentler to themselves to see horse is gentle as well and maybe more trusting and listening.

I made big changes in my entire world to afford me the ability to be quiet and listen that this might not be the way for everyone.  I do feel sometimes there are some of us that get it and others may think they do yet they never will. This ties into the following in reference to people that rely on a lot of outside sources to “help” their horse/relationship rather than looking with in.

I was so inspired by this blog post by The Way of the Medicine Horse, Tina Barnes a woman that has great understanding of horse yet not in a typical way, not in the way everyone “thinks” you should know or do horses, she is much more clean, simple and knowing.

Although I did not understand some of what was written and especially in technique of what others do I understood what she was saying because of my own relationship with the horse.  We are nothing like the normal here so my appreciation of her post was in reverse of what others may read.

If you feel there is a better way with animals and wanting to understand and be in a deeper connection I suggest reading her blog, even if you do not know horses this is the stuff you want to read.

As humans we like to put our will onto animals yet another soul we claim to serve for us, yet we make it ok by giving names to these animals and calling them pets.

It is an honour to be in the company of any animal regardless of their size and domestication because I often wonder what they get from us as I believe even in the relationship we always receive more.

The Post;

http://medicinehorseway.blogspot.ca/2013/04/perspectives.html

The Author:

http://www.medicinehorses.ca/Tina_Marie_Barnes.php

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A lesson in patience.

Make that the same lesson or a multitude of lessons under the same heading, simply the weather is slowly trying to drive me nuts or teaching me a lesson in patience.

We have had snow later into the season than previous years, we are at 7 months now with snow and I worry we will never make it to spring.  Then what about summer?

I am not sure if it is because I am homeschooling I seem to have kept track of the weather better as any good day is an opportunity for the kids to get outside.  We live in a small space with 5 bodies and stir crazy does not begin to describe what it feels like to not be able to get some distance between you.

After this weekend we thought we might be seeing the end, there were huge patches of lawn exposed from the snow melt and we even moved the picnic table out from hibernation.

Then I woke to the worst case scenario this morning, inches of snow on the ground and more snow is blowing horizontally, the horses have icicles hanging from their fur and no one looks impressed.

I know there is nothing I can do to change this, I have to ride it out and make light of it for the kids sake, as their bikes have offered them freedom this weekend we will have to go back to our imaginations until this weather passes.

Yet it’s another lesson in patience.

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Hay..!

Hay..!

 

We intended to make a shelter to store the required amount of hay to get the horses through the winter season.

Such as life it did not happen and we luckily found a reliable hay dealer and so our monthly hay day was to commence

 

We hook up our 2 horse straight haul and bumble down the hwy to the next community where there is a multitude of square bales stacked in waiting for people like us to buy them

 

The most essential feed required to care for our equine friends.  We feed a square bale a day between the four horses at 4.50 a bale.

 

A constant flow of hay is the life energy for our equine friends, our land is plenty to stretch their legs yet does not offer the sustainability required to feed off the land.

Weather is a key player in quantity fed as the temps drop the acquired amount to feed increases.

I am very lucky though, we used to feed off of round bales, huge round rolls of hay that is typically put into a field for horses or cattle to feed directly off of yet we did not have enough horses to make this practical so we would rake off what we needed and sled it into the horses.

Now we feed square bales in which you pull off the desired amount of flakes and feed, made for luxury feeding in the winter when the temps are really low and you don’t want to be outside for long.

I always say a barn full of hay is like a cupboard full of groceries.

 

Hay

Spirit decides to participate..

This one is coming straight off the cuff so to speak.. My style of writing is to not do so directly on the format of this site rather go about my day licking and chewing over what I have written YET FB has thrown me for a loop.

I cannot upload pictures and since I spend the greater part of my day yesterday preparing and taking pictures I wanted to get this particular series up..

Spirit is my main fur guy, he is a lot of things to me.  First my friend and then a connecting energy to balance and remind me of my priorities in life.  If you have read any of my other blog posts regarding journalling or “The Dress Metaphor” these will give you a better eye into what exactly I am talking about.

Any ways, Spirit is not a fan of picture taking and 2 years ago while trying to take pictures for the Rowena Pet Photo contest I made the decision to NOT go to him for pictures as he was not keen and you could see it in his body he was put out.

I find myself in a similar situation, trying to take cute Pin up pictures for a contest at the end of winter.  Wanted to take them inside for the warmth yet being limited in photo locations.

We started inside which was a fail, I though the cat would be a well suited friend for the pictures yet looking back on what we captured I look like I was strangling him most of the time so we throw caution and our sensibilities and head outside.  It is cold yet I want to not let this pass me by.

We head to the horses paddocks, I first start with Tadpole whom is not sure what I am up too and has no interest getting close, then Buckwheat whom is always willing to participate as there might be a treat involved for him and then last Spirit.

The first dress I had come outside in was a Rowena purchased dress meaning these pictures would qualify for the contest.  I was wearing the white with black Polka dot.
Before I headed inside Spirit did show a small amount of interest when he grabbed onto my Triple 7 Kustom Bat sweater chain.  As you can see I was a little taken back that he might find them yummy.

Bats Nom nom..

 

Omg..!

Once returning outside I bounced off the deck, skirt shifting and crinoline blowing I looked to the paddock and saw Spirit not sure of me so of course with a horse you head on over as exposure to scary stuff in a safe and fun way is good. I had changed into the reverse colour pattern dress that I purchased from another Vendor.

The series of pictures taken would later make me reflect.  For they were really what I would have wanted to enter the contest with and yet it would not be as I am not wearing a Rowena purchased dress.  What I did get from these pictures is the absolute love and admiration we have for each other and that as always in Spirit’s way he knew.

Spirit horse

Spirit Horse

Spirit Horse

 

He knew these pictures were about us..xx

 

Breathing with Horses

I have had the best fortune to be able to live in a very intimate and close situation with 4 very incredible beings, our small herd of horses. My life style made a dramatic change when we relocated to this area and we were really living with the horses.

 

Being home with the horses gave me greater access to them then I ever encountered in our previous living situation as we would have to board out the horses. I was given the gift of an education, directly from the horse’s mouth to speak.

I had the time and I was living in a very present state, being in the moment I was able to watch, learn and experience that one may perceive as magic.

 

It has been known that animals can be a great source of healing and leaders in therapy as they are very aware beings that can help shift one’s personal energetic, mental and physical state.

 

As I live with Type 1 diabetes I was experiencing change with in my own body that could only be accounted for from the time I spend with the horses.

 

I have felt a real urge from the essence of myself to open the farm for others to experience what I do. My family has benefited greatly by just being present and around the horses. We take great pleasure in providing the best existence we can for them and do not ask for much in return.

 

This is an introduction of sorts into what I would like to offer~

 

To be in or near the company of horses returns our selves to a very calm state of being.

 

The feeling and the results of such calm are tangible. I believe all animals can offer this calm being, reducing heart rate and clearing mind allowing for deep natural breathing to take place.

 

The idea of Breathing with Horses is to offer and open an environment that is assessable and safe. Horse experience is not necessary and horse/human safety is put forth first.

 

Whether you feel you are a creative spirit, the Breathing with Horses environment offers an open space near the horses with access to paper and crayons. The simplicity of being will help with the reconnection to nature and the space it’s self.

 

Living with Type 1 Diabetes a key factor in maintaining consistent low blood glucose numbers is the removal of stress from your life. I became very aware that being with our horses would often lower my sugars.

 

I feel that everyone one with pain or confusion in one’s life would benefit from this space

 

Human nature seeks opportunity to play and rejuvenate we take holidays to take a break and check out of the hustle and bustle all while we are really checking into life during these mini spurts of reconnection to self and nature.

 

To get away from it all and camping as an example gives a person a chance to forget about timelines and agenda’s and connect to a greater sense of being as the presence of nature, with its sounds and smells keep you in the here and now.

 

I feel as humans we do not afford ourselves this luxury as much as we should. We have confused the priority and what it is that will really enable us to feel better about ourselves trying to satisfy our needs from an external place rather than looking from the inside out.

 

We are all connected to each other much deeper than most realise and yet we are coming to a time in life where quite the opposite is happening. A time of awakening some call it. It seems that the external gratification is no longer feeding the deep routed needs to connect and ground one’s self.

 

There is many ways and languages bringing us back to the same place. Connecting to nature and being in the present moment is the way back to self.

 

Sometimes one does not know where to start and so it is our intention to offer our property as this place. Some find meditation their way or medium to connect and ground and yet there are many that find new age philosophy and terms not approachable.

 

We offer a non-judgemental space where you can come as your self with out expectation. You can use the tools we provide in a non judgemental way to find the quiet space inside.

 

We are proving a space for you to be in while doing something that makes you happy. Do you have a mobile craft you would appreciate doing in the company of horses.

Do you crochet, read, write, or bead.?.

 

Would you like to walk a stone labyrinth..?

 

Would you like to be near horses, do you enjoy grooming or just being near by?

 

We do not offer horse riding and any hands on time with the horses are in a facilitated and supervised situation.

 

We honour animals as they are not less than us rather our equals and greater than. Our animals are not here to serve us rather we are here to serve them.

 

We offer a unique experience with a small herd of well cared for horses that each brings their own abilities and connections.

 

All beliefs and denominations are welcome here.

 

At this time we ask you to email to set up a time to come out.

 

My intention at this point is to get word out

 

I want people to come either as an open house to be in the yard with horses near by or private session for someone seeking to go in with the horses.

 

I would like to offer the Round pen to yoga instructor to offer a session while horses turned out.

 

I would like 2 picnic tables with flat top and roll paper to draw and colour

 

This experience is open to all ages, great for people that live with disease, disorders and medical issues. Children diagnosed with Spectrum Disorders, ADD. Asbergers

 

For us all to be safe and remain in a positive way there are rules we need to be aware of and abide by to make sure this experience remains as it should.

 

Please do not enter into the horses physical areas unless supervised or given direct permission as this is the horse’s space and we respect this.

 

Please do not hand feed the horses. If we offer the horses’ apples and carrots we put them on the ground as we do not want to confuse the horses as mouth contact holds a different meaning to the horses.

 

Please do not wander out of designated areas.

 

Please leave your mobile device in your vehicle.

 

Please bring an open mind and leave any expectations at home.

 

Please pack a lunch

 

Please bring your favourite craft or hobby

 

Please bring a blanket or chair to sit on.

 

Come as you are.

 

We are a farm remember your rubber boots..!

 

Life is made of energy and we are all energetic beings. Energy flows to a fro from us and needs to be balanced and grounded. When our energy system is not, over time this can cause dis-ease in our systems showing up in different ailments.
I believe it is our connection to earth (grounding) and balance with nature that will keep us in check.

We require opportunities to be able to re-align ourselves and I believe that the horses aid in this process. As we do what we enjoy such as crafting in the presence of the horses this enables us to learn to recognise and feel the process.

 

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Life up North

Life up North

 

We moved to the “Great White North” as they call it coming on 5 years ago.  Our move was inspired by a lack of financial stability; the times were that the economy was in a recession.

 

We lived on an Island, a large Island that would take you a good day to drive from one end to the other and we lived in the south end in a Government city that was well known for its Tourism industry.

 

We had always had the horses and it was a struggle some months to keep everything afloat.  With young children, animals and one income something had to change yet we desired a lifestyle that was nothing like what we were currently in.

No longer did we want city life, we had always talked about being in the country that “Country Life” was what we sought out. Freedom of neighbours and our own piece of land to get our hands dirty, this is where we wanted to be.

We knew innately that our children would benefit from this lifestyle, to be able to be children and do what children do best.  Be full of imagination and freedom to run and explore. What a luxury for us to consider having the horses close and other animals to learn from.

This was the life we desired.

We dreamed and dreamed till it was so; the recession gave us the push to get out of the comfort zone and act, first for survival. Money is a commodity needed in order to purchase basics for survival. Then there is choice of how you chose to be, we chose a farm.

The push was a good one; it took us clear to the other side of the Province and north.  We would find ourselves away from all that we knew or were familiar with.  Our family bond grew stronger.

 

We had left behind family, friends, familiarity.  No longer were we in a climate that was unpredictable with rain yet was predictably moderate.  We soon learned that we were now on nature’s time and we really had to tune into her news feed to keep up to speed so to speak.

I arrived in the middle of December with the children and the horses.  No one knew what to expect and once we got settled we knew we were no longer in Kansas as Dorothy would have said.

The ground was laden with heavy snow, the air was dry and cold, and we were further into nature’s territory than we had ever been camping.  This was a clear moment for me; I knew that the North would help you figure out who you were.  Long were allot of the conveniences I grew up with, first being water.  There was no turning on taps and letting them run for unlimited amounts of time because the pipe let the water flow. I had to form a relationship with the cistern, a large culvert that is cemented under ground that holds your reserve of water after the water truck hauls it to you. We learned quickly to conserve water, limit allot of daily water consumption in a way we absolutely took for granted on the Island.

Now relying on water to be hauled in you also had to work with nature, snow has to be cleared to make for easy access for the truck and no matter how cold the temps, priorities change quickly and pushing snow can quickly become the most important thing on your list for the day.

Second on the list of winter priorities is keeping warm.  Since it is common to be in the negative double digits, body warmth is another key to survival.  I remember being in high school and learning a pyramid diagram with the layout of a humans most basic needs and the North has reinforced that shelter, food, and water are your first blocks and that transportation and a snow shovel are a close second.

I am so great-full for every struggle and dilemma we have had to work through since being here.  They usually arise in the winter as the cold and snow keep you on your toes.  Winter makes you appreciate life; it makes you appreciate any conveniences that are presented to you.

I have learned to listen to the seasonal cues, to slow down and watch the animals and to respect what nature tells me as she will determine how the next 6 months for me can go.

I have a good understanding that when the leaves are falling all must be in order as the snow will soon being upon us again.  I watch for the migratory birds to fly above me and the changing bird breeds as summer bird’s leave and winter birds return.  Animals like the Moose that travel further away in the summer to have their young return to their areas, set by the many generations set forth before them.  We all become more intone with instinct.

 

Material objects need to be picked up and placed away for it can be a long time till you see it again. Once the blanket of snow returns and the temps freeze it into place, unless you have a good idea where something is there can be a good chunk of time till you find it next.

It is important for us to not only prepare for our animals and ourselves yet we offer food to our local wild birds.  This years snow is a few weeks early and we have received more snow in the past 2 weeks than we did in the entire winter last year.  Allot are caught off guard and I have noticed a difference in the birds behaviours.

Being on the farm sets your priorities as they should be.  Family first as your all that you have and then every thing else will fall into place.