Tree and Mistletoe

It has been a long time since I have made a post.  My New Year resolution is to get back to writing.

Living in Georgia is good.  Has taken some time to adjust to a very different environment, so most of my energy went to settling in and I am enjoying warmer and moister.

In the fall I started doing morning walks and on these walks I noticed trees that had lost their leaves and had round ball shaped groups of green leaves still on the tree.  I was curious so I asked a friend what kind of tree did this.

I was told it was not a type of tree.  These trees had mistletoe growing on them and the mistletoe was the green leave balls and the mistletoe would eventually kill the tree.  My friend went on to say how sad it was and that the mistletoe is a nasty parasite.  I let myself get sucked into what a terrible thing this is.

The next morning on my walk I passed one of the trees with the mistletoe growing on it.  I started to do my pity thing and the tree showed me it did not want my pity and it was fine with the mistletoe growing on it.

The animals have been very adamant with me on the pity thing and you would imagine by now I would think before I felt pity for anything!

I stood looking up at the tree and then the mistletoe showed me it had a job to do.  It did not take hold on strong trees and the mistletoe is part of nature’s pruning system.

The tree was ok with the mistletoe taking of its’ life force.  It was a slow process of leaving and that it was fine and the lesson is surrender.  The mistletoe’s lesson is how much to take.  I began to see it is about balance and coexistence.  The tree is not a victim and the mistletoe is not the bad guy.  I thanked them both for setting me straight.

It helped me remember, the Universe knows what it is doing and no one needs my pity and sad thoughts.

Now when I walk by the tree I have a light heart and know all is well in the world.

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Creating Movement

Tomorrow morning, 8/22, I am heading north to Virginia for a week of horse work.  I am renting a car as Sylvia made it clear she was not ready for another long trip.  I really pay attention to her when she says no.  Besides it is fun to drive a different car for a bit.  I always ask the rental what their name is and they like it that I ask.  Then we settle down for a great trip together.

A major part of this trip is to see what the horse and rider clinics want to look like.  I am going to a friend’s, who is a professional horseman, and we will see where the horses want to take me on this.

I am taking a new piece of equipment I bought called a Balance Rider.  When a horse shows me how their human sits on them this equipment is going to help me show the human what the horse is showing me.  By having the human sit on the Balance Rider it immediately shows them whether they are sitting balanced or not.

In the past I would explain to the human what the horse was showing me and I had no way of really showing the human what does this feel like in the human’s body, with the Balance Rider now I can.  The nice part is the horse does not have to do the work and the horse will get the benefit of the human sitting more balanced, which allows the horse freer movement.

The horses are doing their nudge me along, come on get going routine!!  They are a pushy bunch.

The trip to Colorado was great.  I came back feeling complete and ready to see what comes next which is what I will be doing in Virginia.

Not cool here in Georgia yet!!

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Moving Slowly

Making a quick post before I head to Colorado for a week.  I have not had much left over energy to write.  Settling into a very different environment and getting used to heat with humidity takes all I have these days.  All is good, it is just a process.

Rey arrived safely to his new home in Oregon on July 15.  He is doing well with his new human and really settling in quickly.  He is so smart and solid which helps a lot.  Hearing he is doing great is music to my ears.  Good stuff.

The horses are nudging me in the direction of doing horse and rider clinics where the horses can show me how it feels to carry their rider then I can work back and forth between the two.  I am letting that sit and see what it wants to look like.

The other clinic idea that has come to me from someone who is an animal massage therapist is to do a clinic geared to professional animal therapists of different modalities to bring the animal’s point of view to the table.  Then do some work with the therapists honing listening and sending communication skills.  I have been sitting by the barn with my notebook collecting what is important to the animals and slowly a picture is forming.

When I get back to Georgia from Colorado I will really look more closely at what these clinics want to look like and go from there.  Is really exciting to think about putting them together.

I now understand siesta time!!

 

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Two Different Directions

Hi from Georgia.

Sylvia, my wonderful 16 year old car, and I left the ranch in Colorado the morning of June 2nd and arrived in north Georgia late afternoon on June 11th.  We took a detour to Albuquerque, New Mexico to visit friends, then down to Dallas, Texas to see a friend and have a spa day.  Sylvia to get an oil change and me to go shopping.  Was fun to have a day off from driving.

On June 3rd, Rey left the ranch to live and go to school at Camp Kim.  He made a great transition from living out, simply being a horse to being worked with learning new things like being tied, lungeing, and having a saddle on his back.  Kim says he would watch other horses being worked and if a human came over to him to say hi he would brush them aside and say “Can’t you see I’m watching”!

The first couple of days he was at Kim’s I would open up to him to check in to see how he was doing and he was very clear he had no time for me as he was busy!  He was a big guy now and he did not need me any more.  I was so happy, he was moving on with his life and growing up.  This is how it should be.

He did not waste any time finding his human, last week he was sold.  On July 13th he will be shipped to his new human in Portland, Oregon.  The Universe sent us in two very different directions from the ranch.  He going Northwest and me Southeast.  Not in my wildest dreams did I imagine this is how it would go for us.  It certainly does not fit my pictures.  Is interesting his sister Rikki, his friend Quito (the filly and colt I wrote about in March) and he all ended up on the west coast near the Pacific Ocean while I ended up on the east coast near the Atlantic Ocean.  Total opposites and directions.

I am settling into my new home.  Adjusting to hot and humid from cold, dry and high altitude.  I have no idea why I am here and trust the Universe will show me in time.  My new neighbors are nine horses, two barn cats, two ducks and two geese.  The geese came to the trailer to check me out and were not impressed one bit I could communicate with them, they turned and walked away!  Very humbling!

I will get back into the rhythm of writing posts.  Signing off from Georgia.

 

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Changing Direction

I have missed two weeks making a post.  In that time a lot has happened.

First, Rey and I worked through his demanding I am his human.  I did my best to see me as his human and no matter how hard I tried it did not feel right.  So every day we followed the movement till we got to the day where Rey could see where his demand was coming from.  It is very private to him so I will not reveal it here.  Once he had his private piece, he met me at the gate the morning of May 9th and showed me I am not his human and that was that.

In that moment my job with him was done.  He has his own path to follow and I have mine.  And they go in different directions.

The second piece that was going on and I have not written about it, so it will seem out of left field from the readers’ point of view is me moving to Georgia.  This has been in the background since last fall.  I preferred to keep it there.  I had no desire to move back to the east coast.  I like Colorado thank you very much and I am staying.  Well the Universe, one more time, has a different plan.  Whether I like it or not does not matter.

Like I wrote many posts ago, resistance is futile.  I am learning when change comes this way just get behind it and go.  In early June my trusty sixteen year old car and I will head east to north Georgia.  I don’t know the why I simply know go.

That is the news from here.  My life is changing direction and taking me on a grand new adventure.  Trust, trust, and trust.

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Life is a Journey

Rey and I are in discovery mode.  The wind has been pretty fierce this past week, making doing any kind of work with him not possible.  So I have spent time sitting at the hay feeder hanging out while he eats.  No pressure on either of us, simply being.

Writing last weeks post was a real stretch.  I was going to pull that post today and when I went to the dashboard there were two comments basically saying thank you for writing the posts on dying.  I realized there was a benefit so I left the post on.

I want to say there is no right or wrong.  Animals have their points of view and humans have theirs with no judgment.  We are all doing our best to find our way everyday.  To negotiate what life brings us each day and make the best decisions we know how to.  When it comes to dying there is so much emotion around it, it becomes very hard to see past those emotions.

We don’t want to let go and sometimes the animals don’t want to let go.  There are no straight lines to follow.  Each human animal combination is unique.  It’s like snowflakes, no two are alike.  That is why I said last post there is no blanket statement being made.

Yes there are some basic things and even those become tailored to the individual being.  I do not know another beings path.  That is why I do my best to listen.

What the animals are asking is for us to stop seeing death as a drama.  For them it is just a movement they follow.  Does that movement always look peaceful?  No.  Is the movement always serene and pretty?  No.

What I am learning is if I can see that I am in a really emotional state then I can affect it and calm myself down.  In a calmer state it is easier to have a clearer picture of what is going on.  In the case of an animal dying it allows me to step back and give them some room.

When I started to get past the drama I began to see there is a beauty to the dying rhythm.  It is a beings end of life journey that is so individually theirs.  I learned it was not about me, it was about them.  Seeing from that point of view changed how I acted in a big way.

Working with animals is teaching me to get over myself and get out of myself.  Not always a pretty lesson.  I also see my beliefs changing.  It is a journey for sure.

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End of Life

Quick update on Rey.  I realized it is all well and good he thinks he wants to be my horse.  Then there is the real side of it.  I decided to start training work with him showing him this is what it will be like to be my horse.  Most of his 3 years has been spent living out with the geldings, being a horse, with no one asking much of him.  We’ll see if he changes his mind when he understands there is work involved and that he does not get to do whatever he wants.

I am being nudged to continue writing about animals and dying.  One of the things I see over and over when working with an animal who is in the dying rhythm movement is they are clear they want to die in their own rhythm.  Which means not to be euthanized.

I want to be clear here.  I am relaying what the animals show me and this is not me saying animals should not be euthanized.  I do not want to hear of anyone saying “Sandy says on her blog animals should not be euthanized”.  You want to see me really angry just let someone say that.  What I am doing is giving the animal’s point of view on dying.

They are teaching me their end of life is a very rich time for them to work on what they came to learn in this particular life time.

I am working with a cat now.  He can’t get up on his own anymore; he eats and drinks, purrs and is clear he is very alive.  A couple of weeks ago the question of euthanasia came up.  The human was torn so she called me.  In working with him he showed me the lesson he is working on is his will.  He has a very strong will.  All his life he has been able to will his way through challenges.

Now he is discovering his will is not working the way it did.  He is learning acceptance and surrender for what his will can’t change.  He is also seeing there is a bigger movement then his will is.  He had never seen this before.  The bigger movement is the Divine that moves through everything.

This is a huge discovery for him.  At the end of the session his human agreed to let him follow his own dying rhythm movement.  One of the things he wanted his human to know was, don’t get stuck in what it looks like and she listened.  She realized there is something big going on here and she wants to give him the chance to have his own movement and discovery.  She is willing to put herself aside so he can do what he needs to do.  To me this is a beautiful loving gift.

What I am passing on here is an example of what I am being shown by an animal moving toward the end of his life.   There is no blanket statement being made here.  I am simply sharing a story of a cat and his human and their journey together.

My work with dying animals is such an eye opener for me.  I am doing a lot of rethinking how I look at death.  Is it always comfortable?  No.  I am being taken out of my comfort zone and being asked to see someone else’s point of view on the end of life.

The phone just rang and it is this cat’s human, which blew me away as here I sit writing about them, reporting he is still here and she and he are having a very special time.  She wanted me to know how wonderful it is to be a part of his journey.

The animals are simply asking us to take a look at their point of view.

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Life and Changing Direction

Again, a bit late in posting.  There is a lot of sorting out right now, taking much of my energy.

I am sitting here trying to write more about animals and dying and it simply is not flowing.  So…..?

In the “Letting Go” post I mentioned the last colt was standing with me as I wrote and that he too would be going in the next two weeks.  Well, the Universe had a different plan.  He failed the pre-purchase exam and was not sold.  There was much disappointment all around for the humans; he gave a sigh of relief.

His name is Rey and for the three years of his life he has shown me he is my horse.  He has been clear since day one and I have fought it since day one.  I have a litany of reasons why he can’t be my horse.  He on the other hand blows those reasons off and wants to know when am I going to get it, he is my horse, period!  It has been a battle of wills.

A friend of mine said yesterday “Sandy you have met your match.  This guy is not backing down”.  Said she gleefully.  Yeah, yeah, yeah.

My feet are being held to the fire and I do not like it.  The one friend who I thought I could count on to agree with me or talk me out of thinking about taking Rey failed me miserably.  So I stand alone.

When I put hay out in the morning Rey looks at me, his eyes saying “Stupid human”!  As I wrote several posts ago, resistance is futile.

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Life

I am a bit behind in posting.  Life had some interesting challenges, all resolved.  Lessons?  One lesson I got for sure is don’t forget for ten years to change the spark plugs in the car!  How I missed that one is a mystery as I am pretty car savvy.

A client read the post on “Letting Go” and asked if I could write something on animal’s dying.  It is a topic I knew I would write about and I wanted to get the blog somewhat established before I moved in that direction.  It is a big topic and a huge part of life.  We for the most part are not taught much about dying.  We know a great deal about birth, as it is considered a joyous event.  The end of life for the most part is not viewed that way.

My Dad believed death is part of life.  Death in our house was not a mystery it just was.  When animals or humans died I was shown there was nothing to fear.  I was allowed to see their bodies and told they couldn’t stay and that they went back to God.  Yes, I would miss them and that was ok.  As I look back I see I was being prepared for the job I do now even as a child.

I think I have mentioned that about half my work is with animals that are dying.  In a way they took over where my Dad left off in the teaching department.

Firstly, animals have no fear of dying and their point of view is very different from ours.  For animals life is rhythm and movement.  For them there is rhythm in the movement which they simply follow.  It is not a thought process for them, unlike us who think everything to ad nausea.

So death for animals is simply the dying rhythm movement.  In themselves they follow the inner rhythm of dying with no worry or judgment.  It just is.  I have worked with animals who could no longer get up and to them they still had a life.  From their point of view as long as they are breathing they have life.  No concept of quality of life, simply life.

I am going to stop here and I will write more.  Hopefully this opens the door a little into the animal’s view of dying.

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Emotions and Finding Neutral

First, I want to thank people for their comments.  I appreciate them very much as they are encouragement for me to keep writing.  Thank you more than I can say.

My plan was to write about names and how important names are to animals.  I knew I had to turn the computer on to write Mondays post.  And there was no movement at all.  I sat and watched the snow fall, thankful for the moisture.  A surprise since yesterday was 65 degrees.

Then the phone rang and that call changed the direction, in an instant, what I was going to write about.  Hah on me if I think for a moment that I have control here.  Not really!

The call was from someone I have worked with and their animal is a goat named Sara.  The first time I opened up to Sara, she immediately got from me that goats are not animals I feel close to.  Sara was not sure she was going to work with me.  She thought I was a stupid human and I showed her sometimes I am.  We went back and forth but Sara really had things she wanted her human to know so she finally gave her permission to work.  Even though I was a stupid human for not understanding the smartness and wonderfulness of goats.

We had a great first session.  Sara was very clear what the bumpy areas were for her.  One of the important things was the dark clouds the human emitted and how difficult that was for Sara to deal with.

We have worked several times in the last year and each time the dark clouds came up.  Sara’s human really listened and was trying very hard to be aware of the emotional state when around Sara and when there was a problem with Sara’s health.

Sara was found shaking this morning, the vet was called, suggestions made, then I was called.   Sara showed me the air dropped and this caused the movement inside her to slow down and she got stiff so she was down.  Translated, we had a drastic barometric change so from her point of view the air dropped and the movement inside was her blood moving slower.  She was cold.

Her human did things to warm Sara up.  For the first time her human was allowed inside Sara’s small house without distressing her.  Sara showed me the human had no dark clouds which was calming.  Sara letting her human inside her house was an indicator for her human.  It was Sara’s way of showing the human something had changed in the human in a good way.  Her human finding the neutral place changed things dramatically.

I realized this was a powerful example of our emotions and their effect on our animals.  Here was a human who listened and made a huge effort to make a change in how they responded to a tough situation by remaining calm and how the animal responded to the lack of dark clouds or emotional upset.

My hat is off to this human and my heart was full as I worked with them yesterday.  It was a beautiful moment for me to witness this change and feel Sara’s and her humans calmness.

 

 

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