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Post by Chrisnstar on Oct 14, 2004 21:46:48 GMT -5
A couple of weeks ago, Star was just horrible at a ride. He flung me around like a rag doll with his spooking and shying at everything.
I finally asked a friend who talks to animals to ask him what was wrong. He told her, "it's about time people started talking to horses, we've got a lot to say." LOL... he didn't really have a great explanation for his misbehavior other than he's an athlete and he was having a bad day....
I had a communication with my mare Ali yesterday. I wondered how ACs do it, but it just happened!
I was petting her and telling her she was someday going to be the best horse I've ever had. Ali clearly told me, "I already am."
I was flabbergasted. She didn't open her lips and speak English, but it was clear to me that she understood what I said to her and she gave me an answer!
Have any of you had this happen?
chris
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Post by lesfire on Oct 14, 2004 23:02:20 GMT -5
Yes with Fire. We communicated without words, but his comments weren't the same as a humans, they were more a *feeling* that he would transmit. I can't explain it, but we were very in tune. Part of the reason I'm mourning him so incredibly.
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Post by linda on Oct 15, 2004 0:39:04 GMT -5
Chris, Get a copy of "Kindship with all Life" by J. Allen Boone and "You are Psychic" by Pete A. Sanders, Jr.
It sounds like you already have the gift--you just need to learn to recognize it. You will receive "feelings" which are kinesthetic communication and "pictures" which are visual. You won't hear the words--which is what we humans tend to think in.
I have a cat who used to escape the house about once a year. She never wanted to go out except for the one adventure a year. I would always "receive" pictures of where she was. When she was ready to come back, I would either go where she was and she would come to me or else she would come to the door. And, speaking of her, here she is, ready to climb up in my lap. Now I can only type with one hand....
You know you can do this--now learn to keep your mind open to the messages. I don't think that animals always talk at the drop of a hat. However, I do think the communication is there when they really have something to say. In my very limited experience, the communication is usually very specific--like what Ali told you or when I get the visual picture of where my cat is so I can go get her. And I don't get the picture of where my cat is until she is ready for me to bring her back into the house once again. There is no day-to-day picture of where my cat is sleeping at any time. It is just when she needs me to know that I receive the picture. I bet if you will try listening to Star yourself that you will get a more clear explanation. You already have part of it--he didn't like the pad. You also found that when you got back on him with a new, improved attitude, that he also responded by coming back to you. He could have been trying to tell you that your attitude was upsetting him. Listen--ask him yourself--your answer will come either kinesthetically or pictures in your mind (like where the saddle/pad was pinching). Linda
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Post by Mary Ann on Oct 15, 2004 7:46:14 GMT -5
Yes, I've had this happen too, quite a few times. But most folks think it's too 'out there,' so I usually don't mention it. My gelding Forrest has always been very expressive. I remember once, while standing quietly in his stall, he walked over and carefully nuzzled my feet. Then he touched his own, then mine again, then his. This went on several times, interspersed with touches to my stomach with his muzzle. He was trying to tell me something about his feet. Was it because we both have feet? Was it because he was noting my shoes? I had reason to consult with a communicator about him some time later about some unrelated health issues, and the communicator suddenly blurted out, "He's worried about his front feet." I knew what she meant. There have been times like yours where the clarity is unmistakable. Once, with Timmy, one of my Corgis, I asked him to do something like sit or roll over before I'd give him his food. It wasn't to get him to step back from his food dish; it was to get him to do something cute, and then I'd reward him for doing it with his breakfast. I heard it in my head in a nanosecond, "You know I can; don't make me do silly things." I guess he felt demeaned. I'm also a believer in speaking out loud to them. I don't know if it helps form more accurate pictures in my head for them to read or what; but I know it works. Andy was really a monkey for awhile; he's just two, and right around his second birthday he developed quite the nipping habit. He's also not the most physically sensitive horse (I call him 'gristlebrained') and I was having to carry a crop all the time to get him to leave me alone. One day I told him that I don't like that biting game, that I'm a person not a horse, and if he doesn't quit it, I'd have to sell him so he could go to a home where they could cope better with him. The biting stopped. It's been six months, and it hasn't resumed.
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Post by kasaj2000 on Oct 15, 2004 19:29:08 GMT -5
I thouroughly believe animals 'talk' to us all the time. It is just a matter of whether or not we will 'listen' to them. I also, think that some understand our spoken language (sp?) better than others.
My stallion, JerryO, has a 'Dennis the Menace" personality and responds much better to me speaking to him than trying to physically manuever him. Such as a spook, if I go to saying his name and talking, he calms much quicker than if I try to guide him with legs and rein.
Sometimes, my horses look at me and I 'know' what they are telling me without even trying.
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Post by Hasha on Oct 15, 2004 21:09:37 GMT -5
Several years ago, Hubby's beagle was missing. He looked all over for her and never found any sign of her. I wasn't to fond of the thing so I wasn't helping to much, but after he gave up, it just came to me that he needed to look in a certain place. He did and found her nearly dead, torn to shreds by coyotes! The vet said that she had never seen a dog that badly hurt recover, but the old girl did. We called her Franken-beagle because of all the stitches and tubes that she had coming out of her. I always thought that it was strange that she called to me in that way, when I didn't even care for her that much. She and her bro had kept me awake way to many nights barking and howling at nothing, for me to ever like her.
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Post by Chrisnstar on Oct 16, 2004 22:16:44 GMT -5
Linda, I just ordered both books from Amazon.com!
chris
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Post by Chrisnstar on Oct 16, 2004 22:18:27 GMT -5
oh, and Linda, thanks for the recommendation! I can't wait to get them.... ;D
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