Wow...got word from Laurel last night that there are two new Minis..Red and Little Boy. They are a bit scared and Laurel will be working with them to gain their confidence and trust. I will post pictures and info when I get it!
Welcome aboard little ones ;>)
Here are the pics as promised!
What began as a Blog pertaining to how Sir helped me with my grief of the loss of my Son has morphed into something different since Sir's passing to the other side of life.
Thursday, August 27, 2015
Wednesday, August 26, 2015
What an audience!
I just checked the stats for the blog and I am happy to say that there have been 667 to date...and an audience that stretches from the United States including Alaska, Ireland, the U.K., South Africa,Romania, and Switzerland! Welcome to all who follow.... Sir and I and the North Shore Horse Rescue and Sanctuary thank you!
Sunday, August 23, 2015
A day of reflection, sadness, and thanks
Here I sit approximately 400 miles from home. Outside my window is a beautiful view of a lake and a priceless sunset. And yet I am somewhat sad.
Today was an emotional roller coaster for me as I thought about my son. He is with me here and everywhere. But I need to feel his hugeness,,,he was 6 feet 4 inches tall and gave the best hugs. He constantly showed me how much he loved his mother and I. And since his passage to the other side of life that is missing.
Since I became a part of the grieving parents guild I had heard that my address book would change. Meaning that some of the people who you thought were closest to you fade away and some of the people who you thought were not close become even closer.
Now don't get me wrong, I am fortunate to have such wonderful support from our family and most of our friends. These are the ones that realize that the wound is still fresh and that this will never go away...it will always linger just below the surface...lying in wait for some reminder to allow it to break through the surface and sting again.
In Sir I have found such immense comfort. Yes he is not my son, but he has given me happiness. I love him...not ashamed to admit it. And I feel that he loves me too. I am his human and he is my horse! He is big and strong yet docile and loving in his own way. The feeling I get when he comes when called and even when he is not is indescribable. He sees me and walks over. When he rests his head on my shoulder and leans against me with just enough pressure to let me know that he wants to be with me and close.
As a bonus, I am grateful for North Shore Horse Rescue and Sanctuary's humans.
There is Tom and Laurel who own it and do such wonderful work for the horses. The personal sacrifices that they make are unbelievable. They have welcomed me from the start of my joining them as a volunteer. They are caring and loving people. They have treated me like family and have welcomed me with open arms. I can honestly say that I would do anything for them. They understand my grief and have answered my prayers with Sir.
Then there is Sue the Volunteer Coordinator, Beth who is now the Treasurer, but was the Volunteer Coordinator who first invited me out and supported me all along. The boarders, Pete, Patricia, & Rosemarie...who took the time to listen and who have also become friends of mine. And of course my fellow volunteers, Kale, Nicole, Elizabeth and her daughter Erika, Tammy, Louise and others who make me feel at home and who share my passion for the horses.
As you can see NSHRS is a sanctuary for Horses and Humans alike. That is why I will do whatever I can to raise money and awareness to ensure that it carries on.........
Today was an emotional roller coaster for me as I thought about my son. He is with me here and everywhere. But I need to feel his hugeness,,,he was 6 feet 4 inches tall and gave the best hugs. He constantly showed me how much he loved his mother and I. And since his passage to the other side of life that is missing.
Since I became a part of the grieving parents guild I had heard that my address book would change. Meaning that some of the people who you thought were closest to you fade away and some of the people who you thought were not close become even closer.
Now don't get me wrong, I am fortunate to have such wonderful support from our family and most of our friends. These are the ones that realize that the wound is still fresh and that this will never go away...it will always linger just below the surface...lying in wait for some reminder to allow it to break through the surface and sting again.
In Sir I have found such immense comfort. Yes he is not my son, but he has given me happiness. I love him...not ashamed to admit it. And I feel that he loves me too. I am his human and he is my horse! He is big and strong yet docile and loving in his own way. The feeling I get when he comes when called and even when he is not is indescribable. He sees me and walks over. When he rests his head on my shoulder and leans against me with just enough pressure to let me know that he wants to be with me and close.
As a bonus, I am grateful for North Shore Horse Rescue and Sanctuary's humans.
There is Tom and Laurel who own it and do such wonderful work for the horses. The personal sacrifices that they make are unbelievable. They have welcomed me from the start of my joining them as a volunteer. They are caring and loving people. They have treated me like family and have welcomed me with open arms. I can honestly say that I would do anything for them. They understand my grief and have answered my prayers with Sir.
Then there is Sue the Volunteer Coordinator, Beth who is now the Treasurer, but was the Volunteer Coordinator who first invited me out and supported me all along. The boarders, Pete, Patricia, & Rosemarie...who took the time to listen and who have also become friends of mine. And of course my fellow volunteers, Kale, Nicole, Elizabeth and her daughter Erika, Tammy, Louise and others who make me feel at home and who share my passion for the horses.
As you can see NSHRS is a sanctuary for Horses and Humans alike. That is why I will do whatever I can to raise money and awareness to ensure that it carries on.........
Exciting Events coming up
I was invited to attend the meeting of the board of directors of the rescue last Friday night and I attended. I was able to present most of my event ideas and was made to feel very welcome.
Some of the ideas that I presented were:
A Civil War Reenactment, A Civil War Ball, Pictures with Sanat....just to name a few.
2016 is stacking up to be a good year!
Some of the ideas that I presented were:
A Civil War Reenactment, A Civil War Ball, Pictures with Sanat....just to name a few.
2016 is stacking up to be a good year!
Wednesday, August 19, 2015
Heard in the Herd
Last Sunday evening, August 16, a small group of us, about 25 or so, gathered in the large grazing field for a unique meditation. The meditation was led by it's creator Louise A.
We sat on hay bales that were formed into a large horseshoe. I'm not sure if that was intentional or it just happened. But you know what they say about coincidences.....
With the sun setting in the background and a cool summer breeze blowing, Louise introduced herself and gave a brief explanation of what would take place. A couple of other speakers shared their experiences and enlightened us with their words.
The sage bundle was lit and the sacred cleansing smoke was carried on the breeze across the field as Louise smudged and blessed us all with the sacred smoke.
The tapping began and the meditation as well as Jack, one of the resident dogs who I feel is the ambassador of the rescue, entertained us with his rolling on the ground in the center of the circle and his brief visits with each of us in the circle. He is awesome.
As the group sat and and concentrated their energies, Laurel, Tom, and I, went to escort the 4 horses into the field. They were Black, Bullet, Copper, and Sir.
We removed their halters and set them free in the field. You could see their reaction to the energy that was created in the circle. They herded together, all four, closely intertwined...for a minute or so....It seemed that as soon as they were in tune with the group's energy they relaxed and moved to the other end of the field.
Darkness soon fell and the group of people slowly rose to their feet and moved towards the horses. I introduced a few to Sir. And one in particular seemed to connect with him as she laid her hands on him. A flood of emotion came forth and she could not explain where it was coming from or why.
The truth is, it didn't matter....just let it flow.
Afterwards we all retired to the round pen where we enjoyed snacks and refreshments. It was nice to hear the different stories and the laughter. More importantly it was nice to make new friends and enjoy the old as well....to commune with people of like minds.
I was blessed to have seen a couple of shooting stars as well....
We sat on hay bales that were formed into a large horseshoe. I'm not sure if that was intentional or it just happened. But you know what they say about coincidences.....
With the sun setting in the background and a cool summer breeze blowing, Louise introduced herself and gave a brief explanation of what would take place. A couple of other speakers shared their experiences and enlightened us with their words.
The sage bundle was lit and the sacred cleansing smoke was carried on the breeze across the field as Louise smudged and blessed us all with the sacred smoke.
The tapping began and the meditation as well as Jack, one of the resident dogs who I feel is the ambassador of the rescue, entertained us with his rolling on the ground in the center of the circle and his brief visits with each of us in the circle. He is awesome.
As the group sat and and concentrated their energies, Laurel, Tom, and I, went to escort the 4 horses into the field. They were Black, Bullet, Copper, and Sir.
We removed their halters and set them free in the field. You could see their reaction to the energy that was created in the circle. They herded together, all four, closely intertwined...for a minute or so....It seemed that as soon as they were in tune with the group's energy they relaxed and moved to the other end of the field.
Darkness soon fell and the group of people slowly rose to their feet and moved towards the horses. I introduced a few to Sir. And one in particular seemed to connect with him as she laid her hands on him. A flood of emotion came forth and she could not explain where it was coming from or why.
The truth is, it didn't matter....just let it flow.
Afterwards we all retired to the round pen where we enjoyed snacks and refreshments. It was nice to hear the different stories and the laughter. More importantly it was nice to make new friends and enjoy the old as well....to commune with people of like minds.
I was blessed to have seen a couple of shooting stars as well....
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
A little bit about Sir. (No Pun intended) ;>)
Sir is a registered Quarter horse and man is he BIG! When I stand by his side his back comes up to my chin and I am 6' 1" tall. They tell me that he is 16 or 17 hands....
All I know is that when I dismount I feel like I am jumping off a roof! It's a long way down.
From what I know Sir was not physically abused but just as bad or even worse, he was mal-nourished. Either way, abuse is abuse!
I plan to highlight the many horses at NSHRS. Some of the stories will shake you to your core and make you question just how cruel people can be.
I waited awhile to ride Sir. I wanted to build that bond with him, and I did. I tried my McClellan saddle on him and his withers are so high that it didn't fit. (this is my life....nothing easy LOL)
So Laurel, as usual, was once again accommodating and let me use her saddle and tack.
Once in the saddle I was in a dream. He responded so well to the reigns, my legs, my voice commands. It felt as though I had been riding him for years. The first time that I rode him was in the round pen. Just to get used to each other.
The second time was started in the round pen and then we ventured out onto the property, Yes he tried to be boss and test me...but I wasn't having it and he soon realized that and we fell into sync.
The only issue was that he teeth needed to be floated and the bit was uncomfortable. So realizing that I got off of him and let him be.
All I know is that when I dismount I feel like I am jumping off a roof! It's a long way down.
From what I know Sir was not physically abused but just as bad or even worse, he was mal-nourished. Either way, abuse is abuse!
I plan to highlight the many horses at NSHRS. Some of the stories will shake you to your core and make you question just how cruel people can be.
I waited awhile to ride Sir. I wanted to build that bond with him, and I did. I tried my McClellan saddle on him and his withers are so high that it didn't fit. (this is my life....nothing easy LOL)
So Laurel, as usual, was once again accommodating and let me use her saddle and tack.
Once in the saddle I was in a dream. He responded so well to the reigns, my legs, my voice commands. It felt as though I had been riding him for years. The first time that I rode him was in the round pen. Just to get used to each other.
The second time was started in the round pen and then we ventured out onto the property, Yes he tried to be boss and test me...but I wasn't having it and he soon realized that and we fell into sync.
The only issue was that he teeth needed to be floated and the bit was uncomfortable. So realizing that I got off of him and let him be.
Sunday, August 16, 2015
FUND RAISING YARD SALE
****September 4th & 5th 2015****
North Shore Horse Rescue and Sanctuary
2330 Sound Ave
Baiting Hollow NY 11933
Will be holding a fund raising yard sale. Many items to choose from. Household items, art, etc.
All proceeds benefit the Rescued Horses!
Stop by on your way out east to the wineries or on your way back!
While there, take a walk around the farm and visit the horses....especially the Drafts....and if your heart feels it...make a donation to Mack's medication fund...help us to help this gentle giant fight his cancer! (he is making progress)
If you can't sop by please consider making a donation online by clicking below
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