Wisdom From A Beautiful Horse Called ‘Moxxie’

Riding advice from one who should know!

Photograph of Moxxie, the horse!

This Intuitive Reiki reading was done and is shared with permission. I am very grateful to Jess who has allowed me to use names and photo for the benefit of other’s hearing this story. It is presented verbatim.

I had the pleasure of meeting Jess and Moxxie, although the reading was subsequently done remotely.

Moxxie

On moonlit nights, I love to sing a song of happiness. I dream of cantering across fields and through lakes and under bridges. I dream of being free and imagine what it must be like to ride where the wild horses go.

But I am not free. Nor am I captive. I am a blessed horse to be loved and not burdened with a working life.

The little one wants to ride me and love me but I lack patience. I need a certainty and a firm hand. A grip on the reins, not of being in charge but of being confident in our trust for each other.

It is difficult to know when I should go right or left if the reins are held too loosely and the seat in the saddle is tentatively forward.

She needs to know to own it. Own her confidence in being a worthy horsewoman.

I reflect that we could make a proud pair. I like to trot more than walk and squeals of distress take away my love for this noble gait.

I can prance and show off. I am pretty when my mane flies in the breeze and my tail is groomed just so.

Speak to me softly and I will nod in agreement at our understanding. My language is one of certainty and command. I am not a timid horse. Nor will I be controlled without mutual respect.

I like to be told what is expected of me and if I am in agreement, we can walk gracefully in tandem. Rider and horse. Content and good humoured in our companionship.

Jess is concerned I will hurt her child but I am a gentle giant. I know how to train a foal but maybe not a child. Maybe Jess can lead me by the reins until we both know the language of helpful communication, so that we can succeed in being more efficient in our turns and stops.

Practise makes perfect but I don’t like evening strolls when darkness falls and I would be more content chewing my evening meal and star gazing at the possibilities in my mind, living in quiet companionship with my friend. Wandering the yard. Braying at the moon when it is full and round. Dancing with the shadows that fall on the wall.

It is a mellow life and I am content.

Feedback from Jess on the reading:

Heather, this is amazing. It completely describes their relationship and what a horse professional has been telling Paisley.

I have also been very uneasy about them.

Paisley will read this too and take that with her next time she rides him. I will absolutely let you know if we see differences in them with the understanding!