I knew when we drove up the winding driveway that I wanted to work with them. We were there for a social dinner though, not to see the horses. But as the night grew late and the conversations around the table lingered and so did the requests for more demonstrations on Holographic Health, the topic of the horses entered the domain. Baby was suffering from a hoof disease and the family wasn’t sure what to do – whether to continue to try new things or to put her down.  My schedule was tight though, I was working 8-9 hours a day seeing 5-6 clients a day but I knew before I left on the airplane home that I had to go back, I had to try to help Baby. You see, there is something about horses that I feel intrinsically connected to and I can feel them a mile away. It is as if their soul and mine are interwoven with golden fibers which energy vibrates and hums along, sending a two way line of communication between me and them. I can’t explain it although I can’t explain most of the work I do because the quantum mechanics of energy is hard for anyone to wrap their head around. So two nights before I left town we trekked back out to the Dillane’s house. The sun was nearly gone and there sunsets happen at 10:30 in the evening. I was tired but this, I knew, would give me more energy. In the course of the night I worked both with Baby and another horse, Broadway Mac who had severe behavior problems and as I was told could “kill someone”.  The news for Baby was not good though, it was what I had feared. I tested the same thing over and over and over hoping for a different answer. It broke my heart but she needed to be and wanted to be put down, to be put out of her misery and pain. She was ready, and as the testing resulted, she wanted it to be done soon. I told the family what I found and I wish in those moments I could have come up with the good news that she could be healed and all would be well. But perhaps what Baby taught us is that on many levels that does happen even if the result is not what we think it should be or what we would like for it to be. I flew home that Friday and somewhere over the Atlantic ocean  I felt a sudden twinge of anger, hurt, and an energetic release of some sort. I thought about Baby. I wondered if I had just been tired and imaging what I was feeling after all the previous week had been emotionally and physically challenging. I tried to sleep but could not. When I finally landed in Newark I called Kathleen who told me they had just put Baby down a few hours prior to my calling. The golden fiber that Baby and I had delicately woven that night had been broken the moment her spirit was released from her body. Energy may not always be easy to define or understand but it’s power is not to be underestimated.

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