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A life touched by horses and a dream

Getting to where you want to be

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” When you’ve been around horses and ponies for many years, you become so deeply connected to the everyday routine that it truly does become part of you in a way no other passion does . . . “

. . .  A life that moves with the seasons, with a creature dependant on the earth, the land and the pasture for survival.

A flight animal that teaches us that sometimes, we don’t need to ask questions, we just need to move freely away from what no longer is right . . .

That is what I did.

This year has seen the creation of those dreams I put in a draw and never thought I’d bring out into the world for air . . . and though it was not easy to make a change and put myself ahead of what others wanted from me, I realised that you cannot make others happy, if inside you’re very unhappy yourself.

It takes a long time to truly accept and believe that. It causes a lot of inner turmoil as you battle with which way to turn . . . but it’s worth the muddle in the end when you finally commit to yourself in the way your body, heart and mind are asking you to.

Time is precious, oh so precious. If we spent too much of it on unhappy things, we forget what true happiness feels like. And then our sparkle dims . . . we lose the key to the draw.

So, as always, my horses have been the sounding board and anchor to where I’m supposed to be, and what I am supposed to be doing . . .  it turns out, you can still live to serve others and make them happy, but you can do it in a way that also makes you sooo very, very happy too . . .

Don’t forget about your dreams . . . they matter just as much as everyone elses, they just need you!

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Curing with kindness

Kindness and treating anxiety gently.

Sometimes anxiety feels like a big mountain you can’t possibly climb. Sometimes it’s a whisper in uncertain moments. Sometimes it’s a flutter of butterflies dancing away inside. Sometimes it’s a dark cloud restricting your chest and sense of stability. Sometimes, though, it’s just quietly in the back ground. . .and over riding it is a little more straight forward.

One thing that is the same however for all of us – Animals and humans a like – is kindness and compassion.

No problem is solved in frustration or anger. No comfort can be given when coming from a place of irritation. Kindness and unassuming compassion however, go a long way to solving life’s hurdles, mountains and struggles . . .

For our animal friends and for each other, even ourselves, kindness feels better inside and out. Why believe the unkind thoughts over the loving ones? What makes the unkind thoughts more worthy?? Nothing at all, other than fear and doubt. . .

Think kind. Be kind. And share kindness.  .  . Its a powerful thing and is contagious! We’re all deserving and thrive much better on that little word. Lets share more of it . . . To each other, and ourselves . . .

The paws on my lap think so too.

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Finding you ~

No one is you and that is your power . . .

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It was a cold autumnal Wednesday and the meadow was showing it’s transition to winter with gentle ease, as it does each year.

You will no longer find wildflowers, or sweet peas climbing to the stable roof, but you will find fresh mud, hoof prints and the robin family darting about across your pathway.

On this day, and after a dose of courage from toing and froing, I gathered head collars, slipped soft muzzles carefully into them, and marched briskly towards the meadow gate, with two ponies – my bays (they are both a beautiful ebony and chocolate tone now winter has encouraged fluffy coats ) lead ropes, hand in hand.

We walked together towards our faithful old railway line woodland – miles of pathway, enveloped by towering sycamores, field maples and evergreens. We splashed through muddy puddles, crunched in the gold of autumn beneath our hoof steps and welly stomps and together, my ponies at each side of me, we walked, talked and simply enjoyed each others company – just like that.

I may have looked a little funny – a small person with two fairly big ponies marching at my side in the woods. But, as my dear friends, family and pony life would welcomingly  say, ‘ Unique is good! Different is good. Do what’s right for you!’

We’re all on the same page after all in our love and affinity for horses – especially our own! We like to see them as ‘our people’ –  ‘ our kindred spirits’ –  ‘our friends’ . . . not just an animal. When you’re around animals most of the time, you do come to see the little light in their eyes which leads you to their personality.

So, as I walked with my equine friends beside me on that chilly, crisp autumnal Wednesday, I realised how my bravery was returning. How, more time must be made for the little things, because they lift worrisome spirits, and how thinking about your own box, not outside of it, not in anyone else’s, but in your own – will lead you to find the right people, and the right kindred spirits, and the right way for you . . .

And it’s okay if it is a little bit different than what everyone else does . . .

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Stay true to yourself and you’ll never go wrong . . .

Diary of an absent Autumn country girl

It’s a little quiet corner just now . . .

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Hello  . .  I’m still here friends, writing what I live, living what I write . . . I’m just doing a little more of the ‘living it’ part right now. But my blog is waiting in the wings, and I keep dusting off the fallen autumn leaves which seem to cover it as soon as I turn away for a moment. Yet, my Gallery is filling up fast with the beautiful ‘living it’ I’m striving to do . . . Please explore there if you wish to find me . . . I’m always glad of kind, caring company.

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” To truly  live  is an awfully big adventure “

 

Confidence and kindness

Unexpected encouragment, just when needed . . .

Whenever I feel like I’m a fish out of water, or walking slower behind everyone else. . . Something encouraging happens. Without expectation I open up the pages to my online bubble amidst my dreams, thoughts, feelings and snippets of country life and there, smiling back at me, is a comment. A lovely comment just waiting to be read and filling me up with reasurrace and connection to those who perhaps also walk at the same pace as me, and who do also sometimes feel like a fish out of water . . .

I dearly love to write. I write each day be it with a pen or keyboard or touch phone screen, it is a little some thing just for me to do. I can share who I am, how I think, what I love and then before long a blog post has sprung to life. I’ve caught that idea floating around in my mind and given it breathing space out in the open.

The same happens in my life outside of my blog and website. A few doubts niggle away in my mind, desperately trying to set up home in my uncertain thoughts and then, ping! I receive a lovely message for my little business venture; someone new who would like to join my ponies and I, in leanring to ride and grow with the help of my Meadow Ponies.

I never dreamed it could all come to life so beautifully as it has. It just seems that sometimes my mind forgets that it no longer has to feel afraid and insecure, like it did before my courage was restored and in tact. Like it did when my dream was only that . . . a dream, a lovely idea that had not come to life yet.

Courage isn’t the absence of fear, I am learning that this is oh so true – but despite the worries and overriding doubts, it seems there is always a little encouraging treasure that pops up to reasurrce me. I am indeed getting it right. I am doing it. I’ve found my place. I am creating a life I love – I just have to remember that the seed of doubt is just that little word with a lot of power, confidence. I’m going to do my best to plant the seeds of belief that keep kindly being sent my way, in these trembling moments. I feel they’re a gift. And I love unexpected, thoughtful gestures of kindness, don’t you?

 

‘ Where there is goodness, there is magic ‘

Cinderella Quote – 2015

Thank you to those who do bestow even the tiniest of kindnessses. It means more than my words could ever express . . .

A Beatrix Potter soul

My life in nature

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Blurry with the dash of rainfall upon the lens, I take a peek through my camera’s eye, and am warmed by the view of a life etched with animals and country side. Sketches with precious quotes, scribbles upon notebooks, followed by tatty pieces of paper filled with words that have come to mean so much.

A life where I am greeted by horses, followed by cats, curiously watched by wildlife who tentatively show me into their world, all within the confines of a wildflower meadow. Nooks to hide in, trees to rest under and a stream to wander through whenever the feeling takes you.

A life where I live in welly boots and old jeans, riding boots and a well worn jumper or two. This is a life pressed gently into the earth as if it’s a part of you.

Pen and diary are never far away, hay falls from pockets along with pony treats, and hair is permanently windswept. This is a life I am sure Beatrix Potter  would have thoroughly empathised with and wholeheartedly understood.

As the seasons change before us, I thought I would record it’s little special details here, so as to always appreciate what home feels like. To remember each day what it’s like to hold onto a life you’ve dreamt of calling your own for so long.

A life where every corner of it has been designed in the way you love.

Designing a life you love has to matter to you and no one else. Old fashioned girls in this modern world, you can colour your place in too . . . start slowly and you’ll get there and then one day, you’ll look through the lens, love what you see and feel, and simply click capture.

I am able to do just that now . . . and if I can, you can too.

It is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all ~ Beatrix Potter

 

 

 

 

 

Life with a stable cat

A mindful companion

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Before I discovered the joy of ponies as a little girl, cats always had my heart!

I think they’re quiet energy is what captured me. They’re sensitive creatures with finely tuned reactions and so observant. Mindful of every subtle change in their surroundings, cats can be a wonderful guide of how to truly be in the moment!

They notice everything . . .

As I have grown and years have gone by, I’ve learnt that I too possess that same awareness of the world and people.

Although I have not mastered the ability to truly be in a state of complete mindful escapism, perhaps having my new faithful friend around will help me a little to adopt that full relaxation of the mind. I already feel a peace sweep over me as I sit in the stable, coffee in hands, pony munchings and bird song surrounding me, and now, a trusting and deeply loved little puss cat, with four soft white paws placed upon my welly boots.

Oreo, The Bridie’s Meadow stable cat. My new writing companion whose filled the little space left in my animal loving  heart . . .

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

~ Animal Therapy ~

Emotional well being and why the best therapists have fur and four legs . . .

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My Four legged Therapist!

The words Anxiety and Depression have become very well known in recent years, particularly amongst young people who have grown up beside the brave souls sharing their mental health experiences, breaking down stigmas and raising awareness.

Mental health no longer sits completely on the shelf, with hardly any acknowledgment that it’s very real and very much there. Nowadays, more and more people are taking notice of it, and best all of, understanding it and making it better.

Whether you’re struggling yourself or you know someone who is, no doubt you are better acquainted with the debilitating effects of fragile emotional/mental well being.

Everyone’s story is different. But everyone’s story equally matters. . .

My own encounters with vulnerability in my mind began as a child, and transformed as I grew into a rather severe form of OCD. I manage day to day and am seeking support for managing my symptoms but despite the heavy weight that it causes upon my day to day activities, the one nurturing and encouraging strength has always been, my country life and my beloved ponies.

It is from this that I’ve come to realise how animals truly do facilitate positive mental health and it is why I’ve become so passionate about learning, studying and applying Animal Assisted Therapy in my own life.

‘Work within your strengths and natural loves’  I was encouraged!

Animals and horses do not judge, ask questions or apply any kind of pressure in our fragile moments. They simply give us their devotion, their trust, and a place to belong. To anyone feeling the disorientation of a Mental illness, that loyalty is overwhelmingly healing and a welcome relief.

It’s as though the broken pieces within us are fitted back together with an animal present in our lives. I often wonder, are they angels in disguise!?!

Their needs and feelings are akin to our own, maybe that is why we treat them in such a humanised way at times. There is a mutual understanding there. A comfort which is often hard to find when our mental health strips away self compassion.

I am hoping with each new day, that I can continue to learn all the little pearls of wisdom that Animal Therapy can bring. One day I hope to be fully trained to assist anyone in need of a four legged therapist. If not that, then maybe just a friend. The sort that puts their head beside you and with one affection gaze says . . .

‘ everything will be okay. I am here’ 

 

Milly and Bloss xx
Bloss and I – A.A.T training!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Having courage

Courage can come when you give yourself a chance

Would you like to follow my adventures on instagram . . . My homepage now shares my instagram special moments and Meadow Ponies venture, Facebook page.

Writing in a little online journal of my very own has been a wonderful creative outlet. But I never imagined it would also be so confidence building. . .

To share the snippets of my thoughts, discoveries and pony adventures has given me a courage and bravery I never knew I could have in my life . . .

And now, I’m in a place to work closely with those dreams I kept safely tucked away, and make them my reality.

Whoever reads, stops by, has a quick look at anything I may post or share, truly, thank you!

If I can get there all in good time, I know you can too!

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Have courage, be kind and say yes to new adventures. You’ll know when the time is right to give yourself a chance . . .

 

 

A simple moment to reflect

When I think back to a couple of years ago, an overpowering realisation hits me and often reduces me to feel rather tearful. I felt trapped and so very unhappy back then because I was walking the wrong path.

Like a friend warmly waving in the distance, my ponies have always been there and they’ve taught me in numerous ways, throughout our ten year journey together that my path is with them. It always has been. My confidence, my personality, my courage has all blossomed because of them. Which is why I’ve been inspired to share this wonderful experience with children. .  . with Meadow Ponies, my new venture! My hope is to help children learn and grow with the gentle assistance of my incredibly special herd of ponies in our beloved Bridie’s Meadow.

I know how it feels to be shy and fearful of the big wide world. Putting yourself first seems painful and breaking free to do what you love feels frightening, because there’s always someone who frowns and shakes their head, because you’re no longer serving them.

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If I can help little ones see their worth and share what ponies have brought to me, then what a special thing that would be . . . there’s still the child in all of us who longs to be heard and cherished for simply being themselves.

How fortunate that ponies never judge . . . they just listen. There is such a lot of power in that, a strong healing power, and I truly cannot wait to share it  . . .

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‘ They give us wings so we may fly, to ride a horse is to ride the sky’ .  .  .

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