Today I am sharing how Nicole and I tag-teamed to balance the energy of our herd. (If you did not read part 1 click here)

The mediator lady had told Nicole that she needed to help me out. Nicole, though willing to do whatever it takes (she is like that, even when she is not sure what to do she will try until she figures it out), was a little bit unsure how to help.

I told her that I would show her. She, of course, wanted to know how. Typical human, they always need to know word by word how things are supposed to happen. That’s not how it works. So I told her that, when the time came, she needed to trust that I would give her signs and she would know what to do.

I overheard the mediator and Nicole talk about how she could use some of her intuition and her healing skills. Nicole believed she had intuition, but not healing skills, because she never went to school for healing skills. Well, typical human again. I know that she can heal. She has done it with just about all of us. Healing means that you pay attention to the one that’s hurting; you feel what they feel, and then you do what feels right to do. It’s really simple.

Well, Nicole wanted to know if I would be with her when she needed to do the healing. I messaged a quick “maybe, maybe not” to her and the mediator. Then I explained, “I can direct you from afar just as well”.  In the end, Nicole surrendered and said she would give it a try.

That night, Nicole came out into the barn to bring us hay. I could feel that she was a little bit unsure about what to do. She checked to see if I wanted to be petted. “No thank you. No need to hang out with me, I am healthy”. She needed to get working on the other ones.

She sat down next to my hay pile and leaned against the wall. She just stared and breathed. Occasionally she glanced at me, but I just shot her a quick look saying “Don’t even …”. She got it. I felt a little bad. After all, she meant well, but I needed to get her to understand that I was not the problem. She and I were good … no need to waste time investing in our relationship.

The next day, later in the afternoon, both Nicole and John came out to the barn yard. Nicole was petting Cutter. He can only really relax when he is with the humans. As the leader, he is pretty much always on guard. So far, he has not let any of us other horses watch over him while he naps. But when the humans are around, he can actually take a little break. They know how to take care of napping horses.

Anyway, Cutter was napping; John was on the other side of the fence paying attention to Sunny, and I heard Nicole telling him that Sunny really needed some attention. She said “Sunny is zapping Shana’s energy”. YES! Now we were talking. I looked around. Sunny was taken care of. Now Kaylaa joined Cutter and Nicole and got some lovin’ too.

Suddenly the mammoth came out of nowhere and parked himself on the other side of the barn yard. He started to soak up the love as well. I was not the only one noticing that. Nicole was tuned in as well. I felt how she sent some distant love to the big guy, telling him to stay right there and to enjoy the serenity provided by all of us.

I think at that moment Nicole started to realize, that suddenly, she was in the middle of a healing session, and she didn’t even know how it all started.

That’s what I mean. There is no planning such a thing. You have to figure it out as it happens and go with it.

As I looked around again, I saw that the entire herd had squeezed into a fairly small area. Everybody but me was either napping or soaking up loving energy. Even little Kerrie.

Wow, turned out creating some balance was actually not as overwhelming as I and Nicole initially thought. Since everybody was taken care of, I suddenly felt really free. I felt so much lighter and happier. And unexpectedly, I was craving some attention as well.

As Cutter fell asleep, I snuck up to Nicole and nudged her. She turned to me. I could feel her surprise, as I had kept my distance from her for the last few days … for the sake of the herd. But now I was ready to connect.

Soooo, I stretched my head forward, nose pointing up, our signal … and she started to scratch me right away. Life was good again!

In the wake of the Equine Wellness Expo and all the healing that was talked about, I want to share my own perspective on healing.

The manure finally hit the fan. I had had it, and I let anyone watching know that I had had it.

There is only so much one spiritual leader can do to balance the spirits of this herd.

About a year ago, our leader Okie died, and we were all pretty distraught at that time. Nicole was sad, of course, though I thought she would eventually be fine. I was still here, and I am “her girl”. I figured we would end up spending much more time together, and as far as that goes, that would be fabulous for me.

Anyway … there we were, heads hanging low, trying to figure out the next steps within our herd. Cutter became our new leader, and I must say I think he will work out ok. In the past he had been pretty pushy with all of us, but Okie’s death must have humbled him. He seems pretty reasonable now with all that responsibility. The way I see it, he is our physical leader. He likes to push horses around here and there, likes to keep an eye on our land and look for possible intruders.

But the real work, the hard work is now up to me. I am the spiritual leader of the herd. I make sure everybody is balanced and connected.

And we were actually doing  really well … until … Nicole decided to let another horse, a stranger, come to live at our barn. He looks a lot like Cutter, but feels totally different. He is more timid, always hungry, pretty educated, can certainly move his body in all kinds of ways, little trotty steps and such. But he seemed really confused when he came. His human doted over him and that was good, but somehow he was a bit of a loner, felt a little bit depressed. I wonder how he got the name Sunny.

Well, eventually things started to come together. The new guy and I even went on a couple of trail rides together.

But then one day, Nicole drove off with the empty trailer and came back a few hours later with a wooly mammoth of a horse. A huge furry mess stepped off the trailer and started to eat the grass next to the driveway … my grass, my special spot where I sometimes get to go at liberty while Nicole  works in the yard.

A short moment later that monstrosity of a horse landed in our barn yard. I could not believe it! What was she thinking?????? Like we needed another horse? Let alone a horse the size of a house. And worse, that guy was carrying a cloud, a cloud of darkness. He would park himself in the middle of the field, and I could feel his cloud from all the way on the other side of the pasture. He just stood there, for weeks. He soaked up earth energy and ate. That was all he did. 

We all met him over the fence, and I did not like his energy at all at the beginning. He felt heavy and confused, worried and kinda sicklish. Feeling what he was feeling cost me a bunch of energy. Eventually, however, I came around. After all, the poor guy needed help. So I sent him some pink and green energy at times, but only from afar.

A few months went by and all was pretty much settled down again. Next I knew … a strange truck drove in the driveway and down the back came two mind-clobbering creatures. One brown, one white. Never had I seen such things. They smelled funny, and they were crying all afternoon. Nicole introduced them to us over the fence. She said they were a goat and a sheep. I sniffed them out every so often. I could tell right away that they were troubled. The smaller one was moving around a bit hobbly and wobbly. She seemed kinda quiet.

The other one, oh lordy, what a complainer. All day long he found something to “bah” about. Not enough food, weird stall, he missed his mom, he wanted to venture out into all the pastures, too much space … the “bah’s” went on and on. In the meantime Nicole was totally wigged out. She rushed around because she had some big event to plan. Apparently the big mammoth inspired her to do that, whatever the heck that means. I personally find him not that inspirational, dark cloud and all.

Anyway, with her being so busy and me being the only one taking care of balancing this odd menagerie of animals I finally had had it.

I snapped! Literally!

When anyone came too close to me, I lashed out. I chased the goat and sheep around the barn yard. And when that big horse came too close, I charged him with all my might and bit him on the neck. Sometimes I even challenged him. When he wanted to be near the herd, I pretended for it to be ok. Then when he came too close, I ran him off, teeth showing and all.

THAT got Nicole’s attention. At first she had a talk with me telling me behavior like that was not ok, to which I responded with an innocent face. Because I was innocent. Effectively, I was not the one causing the issue. It was her … by bringing all these depressed and damaged beings into our space. Cutter, Kaylaa, Kerrie and I were fine. We had a good thing going. But the other ones were, at times, just too much.

I could feel that Nicole was not sure what to do. Short of putting us all in separate pastures, she was at a loss. So we had a conversation with what I call our mediator. It’s a person who can connect really well with me and interpret and speak my words when I have a hard time expressing them. I was glad that I could finally tell Nicole about the problems I saw with this herd. I told her that I was tired. I was exhausted. Energy balancing takes a lot of … energy!

I told her that she needed to step up and help me out. We needed to tackle this as a team.
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I will tell you next time how we did it.