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Rene experiences Horse Energy from Big Ben

After my post last week, Rene sent me this story about receiving Big Ben's healing energy.  

 

Dear Bridget, 

I was in a car wreck this past Monday, a hit & run. I banged my head pretty bad. 

My son Brett (11 ) to whom I've given Reiki I & II was running energy on me while we were waiting for the police and ambulance to show. 

After 20 minutes I felt somewhat  better. We finally went home and I went to bed. 

I've had a concussion before and decided that i would be fine with more energy work. 

My son worked on me a second time the next day and almost all the pain went away. 

Then the following day, I was out grooming Big Ben. Ben's a 19 yr. old  rescue horse that I'm fostering. I noticed his back leg was stiff and one of his joints needed attention. I spent about 15 minutes working on him When the pain dispersed and the energy broke, I walked around and gave him a kiss on his noise telling him how much I loved him and how honored I was that he was with me.

 Now Ben's over 16 hands and when I groom him, I don't even have to tie him up he just stand there soaking up the TLC. This big boy kept putting his noise on my forehead and i finally told him "yes it hurts". 

He gently put his muzzle on top of my head and kept it there for about 2 minutes. It felt very different than when a person runs energy on you. It didn't have the peaks nor static. It was very smooth and soft energy almost a pinkish is hue. I was so honored that he was willing to share energy with me. I am so blessed to have his company. 

I've cared for many horses over the years, but this one's heart is filled with so much gratitude. He was skin & bones a few months back on his way to the auction.

 I've never met a more loving, kind, majestic  soul! When I braided him with bows, he laughed at me and said lady come on now ....stop with the bows!!!

Sincerely, 

Rene

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This story left me in tears. Many of us find ourselves nose to nose with horses, sharing the breath. Imagine, how often, these moments bring us healing as well. 

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Reading of the Week: Horse Energy

I love it when my two worlds collide. I work with people a lot, providing energetic healing and intuitive guidance. Of course, I'm also often talking with animals. 

A Conversation with Misty

A few weeks ago, I spoke with a wonderful passed-over horse named Misty. Misty was very busy in heaven. Her mom wanted to make sure she was okay and also to understand her sudden passing. 

 

Misty showed me a horse auction.  Horse auctions are frenetic, upsetting places. 

I asked, "Are you on the other side?"

She said, "I am."

I asked, "Are there horse auctions on the other side?"  (I was really worried at this point.)

She said "Oh, no, of course not.  I'm working at a horse auction making sure this horse gets bought by that person."  

I saw a small, liver colored quarter horse, nervously shifting from one foot to the other.  He was frightened. 

He didn't know at that point that he would be adopted by a family that would provide a decent, loving home to him. 

As humans, we know a little about destiny. We think that the stars align. Here's a horse showing me destiny in process. 

I said "This is your job?"

Misty said, "Yes. I am a destiny-maker." 

***

This weekend, I was working with a teenaged people client, who is going through a very hard time. I use my intuitive gifts to understand conscious and unconscious beliefs and to heal the energetic body. This enables people to work through their problems, and move forward in their lives with ease and grace. 

Anyway, this young lady was at a very difficult place in her life. She felt unloved. She felt unlovable. Her root chakra was a dark, grey empty tomb of a room. 

So, we worked on this. My client and Creator and I facilitated healing. Her energetic body felt a lot better. 

At the very end of the session, I got the message, "She needs horse energy."

I had NEVER heard of horse energy.  I've been around healing horses (and dogs and cats), but I've never considered that each species may have an energy that's useful in and of itself.  Yes, I know about totems. I thought it was mostly metaphor. 

So, I talked with my reiki practiioner friends, Ming and Candy, who are also treating this teenager.

I said, "She needs horse energy. Can I hook you up with a horse to do reiki with?"

Ming and Candy use a cat from the other side, Sophie, to facilitate reiki healing sometimes. Why not try a horse?

Ming said, "Sure. Do you know of any?"

I thought about Misty. Would Misty bring horse energy to this person?

I contacted Misty.  I said "I know somebody who needs horse energy."  I said it the way you order something at a restaurant that you've never tried before and know nothing about. Like, "I'd like to order the crawfish?"

Yeah.

Misty said, "That's not my charter. You need to talk to Parker."

Parker

She introduced me to a horse named Parker. Parker is a beautiful Overo stallion, black and white with a few errant speckles here and there.  I said "Um...I know a person who needs horse energy." 

Parker said, "Somebody needs horse energy? Let's hook them up."

I showed him the client. Then I showed him Ming and Candy.  "Could you work with these two?"

Parker said, "I will work with them, and we will also provide more horse energy."

"Thank you!" I said.

Parker knew and understood what I meant when I asked for horse energy. 

I asked what he meant,.

Parker said, "It is the power of the hoof (he stomped). It is standing up for what you believe in. It is the knowledge that you are part of something strong, unbreakable." 

Perfect for the vulnerable, unlovable teenager. 

The Outcome

Ming and Candy sent reiki to the client the next night. Ming called on Parker to provide horse energy. Ming saw bolts of red lightning. Her hands got extremely hot. 

The teenager feels better. She's making better choices. Time will tell what horse energy will bring her. 

I am going to spend more time meditating on horse energy. 

Another Horse Energy Definition

Ming sent me this quote from Animal Speak by Ted Andrews:

Horse is a dignity that is impossible to diminish. Even pulling a plow or bearing the meanest burden, Horse maintains a noble bearing. Horse has shouldered his burdens without surrendering his essential nature. Even after his thousands of years of servitude when let loose to run wild Horse becomes in a very short time the untamed spirit he was destined to be. Perhaps this is Horse's greatest medicine, the knowledge that no matter what we have borne in the past, there always exists in us the waiting seed of our true selves. Horse shows us how to carry our burdens with ease and with dignity, but more importantly, he shows us that we are always and forever free.

I'd love to hear your experiences with horse energy! 

Ed and I Pass the Peace

My horse Ed and I are at a new place in our relationship, thanks to the help of many healing practitioners including Ming and Candy of Reiki Fur Babies, Fabeku Fatumise of Sankofa Song and Sarah Tymeson of Healing-Horses . 

We are a long way yet from riding down the trail together, but that's okay. 

If you've read about Ed before, you know that he was abused as a younger horse. You'll know that he doesn't much care for humans. 

You will understand that I have torn my hair out and cried and given up and then come back and tried again. 

I've questioned whether I was really helping or was just prolonging his emotional pain by keeping him here. 

So, yesterday I walked up to the gate with treats in hand. He and his friends Oba and Mick came over and ate carrots out of my hand. I wondered if he'd stay and let me pet him over the gate.

 When the treats were gone, he shooed Mick and Oba away. He let me pet his neck. He nibbled on my sweater. He licked my hands like a dog. We stood there for about a half hour together. 

Most people with horses want to "do something" with their horses. 

I was tempted to pull him out of the pasture, and scrape the mud off his back, rub his coat, condition his mane, brush out his tail.  

I knew he didn't want that. He wanted me to pet him on his neck, not as far as his ears and to just be there with him. 

I was impatient, and not sure what to do. I am not good at standing still. 

I said, "Ed, what are we doing?" 

He said, "We're passing the peace." 

We stood like that for quite a while, and then he asked me to sing to him. 

I said "You don't really want to hear me sing." 

Ed said, "Yes, I do."

So I did. I sang some little song and after awhile he said, "Yeah, okay, you were right. You can stop." 

So I stopped and we stood together.  We remembered when we lived on a farm together and how much we liked that. He showed me his teeth. He did this little move that horses do when they want you to know that they are little. He smacked his teeth and stuck his tongue out.  

He asked me to rub the other side of his neck.  He smelled my breath. He breathed on me. He let me touch his soft nose, and pick the guck out of his eyes. 

I took out my phone and took pictures of him and he didn't like that. He wanted to know what i was going to do with this pictures, and whether I was thinking of selling him. We'd tried that route before, twice. 

I said "No, I want people to see what you look like now."  

He didn't like that idea too much. He didn't know who would care about Ed. He questioned my motives, and then he settled into my answer of "You're my horse and I love you and other people care." 

I asked him what he does all day. Does he pass the peace with the horses here?

He said, "Yes, I pass the peace, and I spend time with Oba. She makes me happy." 

Oba is a two-year old strawberry roan who is a little too big for her britches. 

And then it was time to go. I found a forgotten carrot on the ground and gave it to him. I told him I'd be out this week. He asked me to come back, and then he waited at the gate to see if I might change my mind, turn around and pet him some more. 

Most people want to ride their horses, want to train their horses, want to exact a behavior from their horses. I have that urge too.  I'd like to be taking him around an arena. I'd love to see him jump.

But, if he was that kind of horse now, we'd be missing what we did yesterday.

I left feeling at peace. I left not worrying about Ed and whether he was in emotional pain. I left with our tenuous friendship intact and possibly even a little improved. 

I stopped at the house to talk with the barn's owner, Janie. She was excited to tell me that Ed was letting her touch him now. That he was coming up for a few pets at dinner time. Ed has lived here 11 months, and has decided that Janie is okay. 

Some victories are quietly won. 

Horseshoe Helps Out...Again

You may have read about Horseshoe here before. He's the easy-going yellow lab on the other side who is always busy.  He helps me with my class (next one starts January 4th, 2010), too, talking with my students about many interesting subjects. 

Horseshoe is pictured here with his friend Casey, who is, apparently, partial to blue hats. 

 His friend, Sarah asked me to check in on Horseshoe today. 

I spend a lot of time on the other side, talking with animals who have passed away, and I rarely cry. The other side is a happy place, a peaceful place, a place of joy. 

Today, I cried. 

I said, "Hey Horseshoe..."

and he said, "Hey! I'm kind of busy."

I said, "What are you up to?"

and he showed me what looked like an airport gate. He showed dogs walking out of a door and into the bright light of the room. There were all kinds. 

He said "These are the dogs that died without having anyone to grieve for them. I welcome them back."

When animals reach the other side, they are whole again. I didn't understand the expressions on some of the dogs' faces. Some of these dogs looked ticked off. There was a black and tan dachshund with a cranky expression. 

I said, "Why does that dog look so crabby?"

He said, "Many dogs feel bad that they didn't have a human relationship. And they don't remember why they were sent to earth in the first place. I'm here to remind them of their work." 

I asked, "What's that?"

He said, "Their job is to teach compassion and love."

I felt so many things when he said this. I had been talking with God the other day and he said that our job here was to learn compassion and love, and now to hear Horseshoe say it too, it just struck me. 

And also, I felt guilty and angry at how many animals suffer while we try to learn these lessons. 

And also, hopeful, thinking of all of the animals and people I know who have deep love for each other. 

And of course, happy that Horseshoe is there to greet them.

Every New Beginning is Some Other Beginning's End

Nancy contacted me to talk with her 13 year old cat, Clovis.

Initially, it was going to be a conversation about how he was feeling physically. However, by the time his appointment came around, there was no question that Clovis was dying of intestinal cancer. 

Please don't stop reading this. 

When I first tuned into Clovis, he said, "Tell my mom that I love her and I'm sorry and I thought we'd have more time."

I called Nancy to see how his diagnosis was. He had been on steroids for two weeks, and his appetite was initially better, but had now fallen off again, and the normally fastidious cat was having accidents around the house.

This cat had only been sick for a few weeks. Clovis told me he was in a lot of pain, but was he ready to go?

I asked him, and he said, "I'm not ready to go. What will my mom do without me? She needs me. I can't go."

I told Nancy this, and she said, "It'd be selfish to make him stay since he's suffering so badly. You tell him that I'll miss him but I'll be okay."

I told Clovis this, and also that he was going to the other side where he wouldn't be in pain, and also that perhaps he could come back and of course, he'd be able to see and help Nancy after he passed away. 

I felt Clovis get peaceful. "Okay." he said. "As long as she's going to be okay."

I started crying at this point, because this sweet cat wasn't thinking about his pain at all.

Clovis and his mom had a few more hours together to say their goodbyes. She called me back to have me tell him that he'd be going to the vet to be put to sleep.  While we were on the phone, she said that whenever I was talking with him, his ears perked up like he was listening.  Then, as she and I talked, Clovis walked over to the cat carrier and stepped into it. 

Normally he hates the cat carrier. You can't get him near it. 

Later this afternoon, I received an email from Nancy. Here's a piece of it...

I wanted to tell you that Robin, (the pet sitter that took Clovis to the vet) said she has never ever seen an animal go so peacefully.  Clovis hates the car and the vet office, being in his carrier, you name it, he gets stressed very easy.  Today he never made a sound in the car or the vet's office, Robin said he just purred and rubbed on her as if to let her know he was ready.  She said that Clovis never flinched or fought and he passed away before the shot was even finished being injected.  He was so ready to let go after our conversation today.

The vast majority of my clients are like Nancy. They put their animals' well-being first. I love that aspect of my job! And even though it's sad to see Clovis go, it's an honor to help a sweet cat peacefully pass. 

I'm talking with Clovis on the other side on Friday.

Bringing Billy Back

From time to time, we intuitive animal communicators trade with each other. When you can get a good read on your friend's pet, and your friend is a communicator too, it's incredibly edifying. 

So, when Janet Roper, an excellent communicator from Minneapolis asked me to talk with her cat, Billy, I was ready to help her out. 

Billy is a sensitive cat who gets frightened a lot. He's afraid to come down to his mom's music studio. He's a sweet, handsome grey tabby with a big heart. Janet asked me if I could facilitate some emotional healing. 

I've been working on a healing modality with my people clients. It resolves issues in the energetic body and creates lasting emotional changes. I thought I'd try it on Billy. 

Animals have chakras just like people. We have experiences and beliefs that impact our energetic system and when we're not feeling energetically whole, we behave in ways that aren't good for us. 

So, I worked through Billy's chakras, facilitating energetic healing. It's a technique that's similar to theta healing, but focused specifically on chakras. 

I also made him a custom floral essence blend with 26 floral essences to support his energetic health. 

Billy was so sweet. When I tuned in with him, he mentioned that he wanted to learn to not be afraid of children. Janet told me later that as a kitten, in a previous home, Billy had been severely abused by a child. Janet was touched that Billy was willing to work on that. Billy also wanted to get over his fear of dogs. A new dog, Max, was going to be joining their family. 

I talked with Billy again a few weeks later. He felt so strong. He had made some major steps in becoming more brave, meeting the new dog, coming downstairs. Janet said that everyday she watched him decide whether he was going to take another step in his courage. Over the time, day by day, he was slowly leaving his demons behind. 

Janet asked me to tell him  that she thought Billy had been extraordinarily brave and intelligent in the way he had gone about meeting the new dog. 

Billy said “I just put it in my head that I was going to get through this. I am keeping my wits about me.“ 

The important thing to understand is that Billy was ready to not be afraid anymore. He did the work. My work with him was supportive, facilitating healing. It was his intentions that drove my work. It was his force that healed him. I'm really happy that I could help. 

I'm looking forward to offering this healing modality on a case-by-case basis to other pets, and to offer custom floral essence blends as well. 

Understanding is a Verb: Binah from the Other Side

Theword "Binah" is Hebrew for understanding. So when my friend, Carolyn, from Wales, asked me to talk with her friend's dog, Binah, I thought, "Interesting. I wonder what this dog will tell me."

It turns out, Binah  is a West Highland White Terrier.   Westies are the little generals of the canine world. They tend to be bossy and forthright and sometimes a little bit rude. 

Binah is none of those things. She is the other kind of Westie, the one that is gracious and funny and excited and kind. 

In fact, she got me to rethink my thoughts on the Westie, and also to give myself a little talking to about lumping a whole breed into one category. Goodness. 

Binah passed away suddenly. Her Mum, Lynne, was quite distraught. 

Her first question asked if Binah was okay. Binah came through loud and clear, "Of course!"

Then she wanted to know who Binah was with.

Binah showed me a big brownish-grey dog. They were in a field, with trees on the sides, birch trees. It looked like a crisp fall day. They were playing. 

I told Binah's owner this, and I just heard a little gasp, and then nothing. And then I heard, "That's Calon!" 

Calon was Lynne's Irish wolfhound that had passed away before. 

Then I started crying. 

Calon is Welsh for "Heart". So "Heart" and "Understanding" were playing in a field.

Binah's Mum wondered if there was anything that they should have done to try to save Binah's life. 

Binah told us that it was her time to go, because she was going to go live with a boy in Sussex, who really needed her. 

Everytime I asked Binah a question, I'd have to call her back from playing.  Her mum said that Binah was like that in real life too. At the park, every other second, Binah was distracted into playing, couldn't keep her attention long at all. 

It turns out Calon had a day off. He has a job in heaven. Many animals do. Calon's job is to greet new arrivals, and show them around. I think it must be lovely to be met in heaven by a big wolfhound named "Heart". 

Anyway, Binah's mum's heart was put to rest that Binah was alive and happy and well and busy on the other side. 

She asked one more question, "Did Binah have anything to say to her?"

Yes. Binah showed me a pastry on a plate, and her mum, Lynn, eating it. 

I described this to Lynne. She didn't get the significance. 

So, I said to Binah, "What does this mean?"

Binah said, "With your next dog, don't be stingy with the treats!"

Lynne laughed.  She said, "Tell Binah we had to keep her trim!" 

Binah laughed too. 

Binah knew what would lighten her Mum's grief. Understanding is a verb. 

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Reading of the Week: Meet Jack

 

This is a sweet fellow. I got a black and white picture so I wasn't sure if he was a black dog or a brown dog. I asked him, 

"Are you a black dog or a brown dog?"

He said, "I am not the brown dog. I am the black dog."

I didn't find out what he meant until I showed up at his mom's house, and met Jack's sis, Bella, a beautiful chocolate lab.

Jack loves to sleep. His folks were a little concerned. 

We had the following conversation:

Bridget: Why do you sleep so much? Are you bored? 

Jack: I’m not bored here, but I like to sleep. I like to sleep a lot. I have lots of vital dreams.

Bridge: Vital?

Jack: Alive dreams.

Bridget: What are you doing in these dreams?

Jack: I am running with a pack. Sometimes I am a wolf. Sometimes I am a human.

Jack shows me buffalo.

Bridget: Are you a buffalo?

Jack: No, sometimes I am on a horse with buffalo.

Bridget: But always running.

Jack: Always running. I love to be with others as we run. I can feel them. I can feel who they are.

Bridget: What if you run here? Is it like that when you’re awake?

Jack: I feel that if I run with people here, there’s always things to look out for, but there, we are just running together.

Bridget: That’s fascinating!

Jack: Thank you!