A Visitor with a Message

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I'm moving in a few weeks. Third time in two years. To the place that I call home. To my friends who are my chosen family. Leaving behind a 15 year marriage, businesses, a house and the ghosts of many dreams - both personal and professional. It's been a very emotional couple of days (months, years) as I've begun to let go yet again.
What will be waiting for me? Who will I be as I re-create myself? Can I find the strength to go it alone? Will I succeed? Tears have been flowing as memories pour out. Making space for all the new to come in and fill me up again.

I walked back to my bedroom to change and was startled by this large cat with his laser eyes and his lion energy standing at my back door. I had never seen him before. He meowed to me, calling me outside and my body was moved to be out there with him. I never touched him though I knew I could have. Instead, I sat on my couch, crossed my legs and laid my hands to rest on my knees. I closed my eyes and began breathing deeply and meditating. Going deep into my third eye. His eyes flashed there, he was with me. I shuddered at the incoming energy. I kept breathing.

He had come to sit next to me his nose on my hand to let me know he was there, then he pressed his body against my leg with his tail on my thigh and sat. I continued to breathe and fill my heart with love and sent that love out to him, to the universe. I asked if he wanted to join me in that space and he was already there.

He gave me two words "POWERFUL" and "INDEPENDENT" over and over. Until it was part of my consciousness. I said to him that I understood. I asked if he wanted to receive love in return and he accepted that. He stayed. A few minutes went by, he jumped off the couch, walked across the yard and was gone. My heart was racing. He was a messenger with exactly what I needed to see and hear.

His power and independence was undeniable from the very first second I locked eyes with him. He wanted me to see that in myself.

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Looking for Love Online - How I Found my Horse

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There's No Place Like Home
I love this photo. It's from the first week I brought Tuxedo home. But let me tell you how it all started.
I had just moved to Monte Nido, California after living in Mexico for 9 years. Monte Nido is a small enclave in the middle of the Santa Monica Mountains between Malibu and Calabasas. Monte Nido means "Mountain Nest" and as it was settled by the Chumash Indians, it has a very special energy about it. It even has its own microclimate. This is the only place in my whole life that I ever felt was my home.
One of the most magical things about it is that many people own horses there. They ride them around the neighborhood. In the summer you can hear the clip clopping of hooves on the pavement as the warm evening breezes flow in the open windows along with the sweet smell of Night Jasmine. To me, this was like a dream. I have always loved horses, I just never thought I would actually own one.
We looked at one home. Made an offer the next day. During the Inspection, the Realtor called over a neighbor who also was the Contractor who had built the house. He mentioned his wife had horses and taught lessons right around the corner. I said "take me to her…now!" We jumped into his truck and drove over. She was busy giving lessons and we quickly introduced ourselves and I left after spending a little time greeting all the beautiful horses she had in the stalls. 
A month or so went by and we had finally settled in. I had never stopped thinking about the horses or the idea of taking lessons and more than a few times, I had pulled up the number I had saved on my phone to make the first step toward riding. When I finally did, I was disappointed to find out that the trail riding I had envisioned was not something I could do there - but that instead the instruction was for English riding and more specifically the sport of Three Day Eventing. Lisa, the Instructor was a National Champion. I'd never ridden English, didn't even know what "Posting the Trot" meant but I just decided I would turn myself over the process and see what happened. I just wanted to ride. I was put on an a lovely older Mare named Magic and she graciously allowed me to learn to trot and canter on her. It all came so naturally. At some point during this process - probably about 3 months into it - I was overwhelmed by the feeling that I had to have a horse! No one was more surprised about this than me. I don't have children. I couldn't even commit to a dog. The idea of owning a horse was such an incredible responsibility that I could not understand how it was even possible for me to seriously be considering wanting one. 
But I wanted one. Badly. I realized that this is what it must feel like when a woman wants a child. Something maternal had happened. It was kind of shocking to me but I went with it.
Every morning, for months I would go on Dreamhorse.com and type in all the specifications that I was looking for in my horse. Mind you, without any real horse experience, I had no business even doing this and I was also doing the thing that you NEVER tell a real horse person you did, which was looking up my horse by color. I wanted him to be all black. Anyway, all my searching led me nowhere. When something for me is right, I get a "feeling" and I usually act quite quickly. My instincts are strong and I trust them.
I believe it was a Sunday. It was heading toward noon and I had been searching page after page, yet again with no luck. Something kept me on the couch long enough to click through the last two pages before I concluded my search again. The last few pages often have expired ads on them, so it is possible I'd skipped over them before. Not that day. There he was on the very last page. The ad had a red line of text over it that said "expiring." I figured he had to be sold. Why had I never seen this ad before? I had practically memorized every horse on this site and seen them all.
That's MY Horse
My heart skipped a beat, then started beating faster. He took my breath away. He wasn't at all what I was looking for, yet I knew it was HIM. I could barely contain myself enough to read through his description because I already knew.
I called Lisa and excitedly babbled on about him and everything the ad said. She told me to call and see if he was still available. I was terrified. Not wanting to hear that he had been sold but I knew I had to call right that moment. I called and his owner answered.
He was available!
So the process began of driving the 2 hours down to meet him and ride him, then again to have him checked by the vet. I knew it was all going to be ok and it was.
Finally, the day after Thanksgiving we went down to pick him up and bring him home. It was one of the most special days of my life. He was magic. My King. My 1200 pound animal that I was responsible for. I felt honored to have this responsibility. I was in awe of him. 
Meditating with Animals
Being in awe is part of what I discuss in the Animal Method™ because it is the first step to deepening your connection with your animal. When you think about it, the fact that we keep animals at all is quite remarkable and not a fact to take for granted. 

Awe shifts your attention away from yourself. By this conscious act of generosity you are acknowledging the greatness and the uniqueness in another being. 

So it began for Tuxedo and me.


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Lucky Bunny

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It was a beautiful warm June evening and I had just returned from a trip.  I was pretty tired but wanted to unpack and throw a load of laundry in before I hit the couch with my cats.  

Garbage Day

I was on the couch for a total of 10 seconds when I realized I had forgotten to drag the garbage cans out to the curb for pick up tomorrow morning. I really had to think about if I cared about the garbage pick up more than I cared about how good it felt to be laying down. After some serious contemplation, I reluctantly moved myself to walk outside and across the acre of land to the end of the driveway and dragged the bins into the street.  

One of These Things is not Like the Other

As I was trekking back up the yard in the twilight I saw a black and white something moving around in the tall grass. It was difficult to see if it was a small cat or a rabbit. Either way, I thought that whatever it was it was probably missing from someone's home and if I could catch it, there would be a chance for it to not be eaten by a Coyote tonight.

I walked slowly so I wouldn't startle it and got close enough to see a fluffy little bunny. I blinked a few times to be sure. Definitely someone's missing family member.  We only have brown rabbits in these parts.   

The Talk

I got kneeled down and crawled pretty close. I quieted my energy down completely and just sat with him in that space. He stayed. I sent him love. He was still hanging out, chewing on the grass, looking at me and chewing on the grass. I said "bunny, you must let me save you or you are going to be somebody's dinner tonight. It is not safe out here for you." I held out my hand. It came right over to me and let me scoop it up. I wrapped it up in my hoodie and we snuggled. I was pretty surprised at how easy that was but clearly saw this little angel was tired of roughing it and ready to go home.

Ok…Now What?

I knocked on my neighbors door hoping it was theirs but it wasn't. I had hoped it would have been that easy! They helped me get my cat carrier out of the garage and I set it up in my living room while the cats tried to figure out what I just brought in.  As a horse person, I usually have carrots in the refrigerator, so I offered some and they were gladly received. I started posting on the local animal Facebook forums and waited.

Going Home

The next morning, I got a message from someone who said that her co-worker had lost her bunny and she would call her and see if this was the same one.  I asked for a photo to make sure and within an hour we had confirmed that it was hers!

That afternoon, the mom, her two children and a friend showed up at my house. They were in tears they were so happy and relieved. The bunny had gotten out because a gate was left open and had been missing for five days. She had just that morning started to collect all the bunny's toys and things to put them away because they were too sad to look at them anymore and did not think they would find him. They lived fairly close by but this little guy had to cross a very busy street and not get eaten by Coyotes for a few days and that was quite amazing. 

Meditating with Animals

I'm glad that I had to go outside that night. I was also glad to understand that by slowing down, tuning in and connecting with this little soul that I was able to extend my loving energy to him and show him he would be safe with me and I could help him. I was rewarded by his trust and he was rewarded by going home. 

Being in the present moment. Meditating with Animals. Happy ending!

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A Song for Me

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I was working at my kitchen table on morning when I heard what sounded like a bird flying into the window beside me.  Unfortunately for this little guy, that is exactly what happened.  He thankfully landed, stunned and not moving in the thick leaves of the bamboo shoots.  I ran outside to see if he was ok and I picked him up and held him in my cupped hands repeating "you are safe, you are loved and everything is ok" while blowing warm air on his little body.  I just sat with him hoping he would open his eyes.

When he did, what happened next is something that I will carry with me always.

He didn't fly away  I told him when he felt ready I would bring him back and find a nice branch for him to stand on and get his bearings.

He chose to stay with me.

 I brought him over to the branch.  I lovingly tried to put his little feet on it but he kept climbing back on to my finger! I finally told him it was ok and I understood he wasn't ready.  I let him stay perched on my finger like a household pet and brought him close to my heart and kissed him on the head.  

Still he stayed with me.

Finally, he climbed up on to my shoulder and stood there.  I turned my head to look at him and he just looked back at me.  He proceeded to walk around to the back of my neck and play with my hair and then hopped back to the side of my shoulder. My heart was so open and was racing at the wonder of this experience.  In that moment, he started to sing a song into my ear and I clearly heard "thank you!" in his beautiful voice. 

Still he stayed with me.

We stood there in that magic for another minute or so and then I told him it was ok for him to go and I thanked him. Off he flew, to a branch above where I was standing. He sang for a few more moments and then flew away.  

Being in the present moment allowed me to have this incredible experience.

This is a wonderful example of what it looks and feels like to Meditate with Animals!


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Introducing Tuxedo :))))

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That's me…and my hilarious photobombing horse Tuxedo.  

There will be many more posts about him and our incredible relationship!

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