I gave myself a present this year. I joined NHE. Many
consider Nevzorov’s teachings extreme. I think the time is ripe for such
boldness. Many revolutionary planets and I believe, the planet itself, is
asking for evolutionary change on humanities behalf. The need to stop lying to
ourselves is becoming paramount.
Many have been saddened by the closing of Hollywood Park
As children, most of us have been lured into the horse world
by “sport” seen on television, rodeo, racing, jumping etc. But if the heart of
a child is Holy examined, the child would ask why such a noble creature as the
horse, needs to be spurred to buck, why calves need to be close lined (as in
rodeo), why a young horse, bones still not fully mature and in pain, needs to be
whipped when it’s already running its heart out for us and so many more
incongruent sightings that “grown up” answers do not satisfy. Why should the
child sell out to such drudgery? Simply to “belong” or “fit in” is no longer a
satisfactory answer.
Rooting deeper, the ground beneath the track itself seems to
breathe a sigh of relief. As pain and untimely deaths (23 horses a year die at
American tracks for “sport”, not to mention racing is the biggest supplier of
horses to slaughter houses – and please do not fool yourself about no horses
slaughtered in the US – they are enduring painful rides to Canada and Mexico
for butcher) have been rejected by the earth Herself. Yes, She also has voice.
My dear Medicine
Hat , the paint horse that was abandoned in the canyon,
has always cast a wary eye to bridle and saddle. I could “get him over that”
and “prove” I was not the one to cripple his 4 legs with abuse. But why should
I? He has made clear he has learned on a very deep level, as many other of his
kind (and echoed through the collective conscientiousness) what human versions of “training” and
“healing” are. I myself know many have been offended when voicing simple truth about riding horses
that needs to be heard, the reason I don’t do animal communication anymore is
human’s need to pander to ego and not necessarily the good of horse, or any
other animal.
And there are all sorts of research and gadgets that are
versions of putting a bandaid on a gunshot wound, ego trying to prove its
right, still causing damage and consequence, still trying to support the lies
that show rules and equestrian societies condone.
I have had enough and can walk away from it all. My ponies
have been blissfully taking me on journey to deeper understanding. One that goes
way past the props we think we need and that define us (and often defile us). It
is completely liberating on so many levels, words are useless. They leave me in
stunned awe.
A few that have delved deeper into the Equine Guided Healing
know. And that is more than enough for me. I know we have tapped the surface, I
long to dive deeper into this real love of self, life and the planet.
This is true healing and what all the creatures know, except
the human, though more are awakening. I have been aware for a long time that
most humans want a version of healing that “enables” the unweaned to keep
suckling at the breast of addictions, and humans have many. I am wary of
supporting such half-masted attempts at living. I know there is more than just
existing this way. There have been massive clearings in life of many props and
enslaving existence patterns that are ready to compost. I have no desire to
pander to the “dis-ease” that too many seem completely ok with propagating.
I do believe we are at a cross road where the planet itself
can no longer support humans lying to themselves. Most have no clue the changes
in life patterns since Fukushima ,
it is time to wake folks, stop lying to ourselves. This is the world we created.
I am in the midst of putting together a new website,
webinars and workshops, something that will allow me freedom to grow in a
direction dire for my life growth, and not just mere existence. I’m done pandering
to those wanting to sustain sickly addicted patterns we are born into and don’t
even know we are sustaining, yes, I love you enough to say “time to knock that
shit off”!
I am so blessed to have the space I have for my horses, a
quiet spot, away from stunted and judgmental eyes that cloud possibility with
fears. Here Medicine Hat (aka Pinky), Penny the canyon and all Her beings can
take me to a place further than words are suited to explain. I so look forward
to this!
Happy New Year!
