Walk With Me To Meet The Herd

Hi I’m Cat from the south east UK and have spent around 18 (ive possibly lost count) years massaging sports horses. I also massaged people specialising in horse riders for over 20yrs. Sounds crazy when I say that out loud! This has been my career since retiring from professional riding in multiple disciplines around 2001/2’
A short while ago I was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia. A condition that made me realise that over the years when I’ve hit ‘burn out’ these blips meant nothing compared to the wrath of Fibromyalgia.
It had kicked my botbot and when I was down fibromyalgia (or the Black Dog as I seem to like to call it?!).. kicked my botbot again!
I have taken a slow and steady decline in clients since last winter.. slowly letting them go as they find a new therapist and support system or ive passed them onto fellow professional therapists and trainers I believe in enough to recommend.
So here we are, this weeks vide is on a rare day I have been able to walk around the whole field. And what a wonderful communicative calm herd they are!
So Healing!
Do you agree?
Did you spot the Hare?
Did you notice no ‘words’ were said throughout?
Why do you think they stopped in a line…?
Were they questioning as to whether I would consider if it were my role to move from the back to the front when they stopped, or were they stating it quite clearly…? yet notice then how our fanciful Apple Pie decides to take the lead. I kind of offered it to her (confusion over my intention of direction whether to go to the trees or the gate. I may (or maybe not) be seen as the lead mare (I am the oldest female here) but when I come to meditate and BE with them like this I like to think I can merge our energies better when I’m able to remain as equal as possible… but this often isn’t the case I forget they, appreciate to be led.. even once in a while, a bit like when some one else makes the cup of tea for you whilst you put your feet up and just breath for a bit.
Yet.. In true Apple Pie style, (as she proves here) when she is beyond her own comfort zone or boundary she stops, she doesn’t seem to know how to behave or be able to make executive decisions to really be able to lead. She has the confidence to lead when amongst the herd, but once she has to make the decisions and actually lead, she actually chooses not to. .. could you imagine why that may be…?
Does her ‘way’ sound familiar to any one you know?
In summary… I’m grateful to be here and still feeling the spirit of the horse all around me.
A truly wonderful, (albeit very cold) morning.