If you have read any of Lynn Mann's books (The Horses Know series) you will know that throughout her books the horses are always asked their names, and then share with their human partners a sense of who they are, and their human partners find words to describe those senses.
Although Lynn Mann's books are labelled as fiction, there is a huge amount of truth to her writings.
(Putting written material into boxes named fact and fiction is something I have had little time for in my life, and I think I have probably written about this before. People who have an ability to write, write from a place that is their truth. It is not coming from a box, that is fact, or fiction. All writings are truth to the person who wrote them and to those that choose to believe the writings.)
I decided, with a prod from a friend who has also done this exercise, to ask my horse's their names. Would they show me who they are as individuals? I have called them by the names they came to me with, the names they are documented with up till now. Now we find out who they really are.
Patience
This lovely lady has always showed me infinite patience and presence for all that occurs. When I asked her her name, she showed me everything I already knew of her - relaxed awareness without the need to react, her measured responsiveness, and her ability to ensure that when she does anything it is with a calm belief of totally the right response.
When I need to be still, to wait, to see things through steady eyes rather than frantic, she will always be with me. She is Patience embodied.
Acceptance
Neige showed me her name before I even asked. I have done some video posts recently around Acceptance and she was always in my feelings when I was working through those. She embodies Acceptance. She is always close when I need to accept something instead of challenge it or resist it.
Seeker of Truth
This conversation started with him moving from one empty bucket to another after feeding the horses some herbs. I got a sense of him searching for something. When the I acknowledge the searching feeling he showed me an image of little boxes again (see very early posts with Timmy), bu this time I sensed him putting his nose under the lid of each, one at a time, and pushing it up and aside, having a look in each, and moving on. Seeking? Seeker?
The sense of seeking stayed with me as he showed me a sort of start/stop scenario, checking things out around me, and around my body, looking around his environment. A question formed in my mind "What are you looking for?"
I got a feeling of anxiety as what he was looking for settled into my feelings and I felt Truth. Seeker of Truth.
He came over to me then and asked me to scratch his withers. He has never done that. He then turned his back and asked me to scratch the top of his tail. Again a first. (He doesn't like to be touched much). He confirmed his name and went and relaxed.
I went present with a sense of his name and felt anxiety come up in me. This was big. There was a bit of fear, and also a sort of sadness. I asked him how long will he seek, feeling quite sad about it in a way, knowing this was my feeling not his. Constantly seeking seemed a little sad. He showed me that together it will not be sad, just that it will be what it is. Truth is not a thing to find, but a thing to be, so we just Seek to be Truth always.
Querida interrupted us a bit, which confused me slightly as I got a sense of boldness and I added 'Boldly' to his name at first, but it didn't feel right. Querida is Bold.
Taking that back and away and saying his name again "Seeker of Truth", he relaxed a back leg and yawned, making me yawn too.
Bold
I went back to Querida and asked her her name. She showed me.
She showed me how she will go through fences to get what she wants. She showed me that she will always do what is right for her. I get a sense of 'Intent'.
I thought of her name as being 'Intent' or 'Intention', but then get a sense of 'Action' as well. Intent into Action? Then we were back a couple of years sitting in her favourite energetic place, wallowing in a pond. I then got a sense of a river, of current, of riding the current and belief in it taking her where it should.
I got a sense of a warrior doing what needs to be done. Is your name 'Warrior'? No. Not that. More senses carried to me of intuition and something around Belief.
It started coming together as 'doing what her intuition tells her to do'. Bringing that intuition into intention, and then being the warrior that moves that intention into action. She is Bold.
Heart Shield
Risada, my heart, my teacher, and the toughest friend I ever had. When I asked her her name she showed me the pericardium immediately. The sac that encloses the heart and keeps it in a stable location. I got a strong sense of protection. Shield? Heart Shield.
I didn't need to ask more as this felt so right.
I did get more sense of her name a day later. I was considering her behaviour towards me over the years and how this relates to her name and it is interesting. Anybody who knows anything about Risada and my relationship knows that it has been tough but rewarding. She has thrown me off her, twice. She has pushed me away. She has bitten. She has cow kicked me. She often has her ears back at me. But she has never actually hurt me apart from surface bruising and a bruised ego maybe.
What she has always done is protected my heart from my head. She always brings me back to the present when I am too much in my head. Instead of allowing me to trip over myself she nudges me. Instead of allowing me to to get angry, she makes me laugh. Instead of allowing me to feel anxious, she brings me back to the present and asks me what I have learned. She causes me pain when it is necessary to refocus me. She takes my pain and lessens it when I am talking myself into a spiral. She protects my heart from the part of me that is unnecessary, untrue, and unpeaceful. She protected my heart by putting it with hers when we first met.
Now go and ask your horse it's name, and listen. Stand completely still, empty your mind, follow your senses, and listen to what comes into your heart. Allow your mind to put words to those senses. Then you will know.
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