ByRobyn Harris
Last week I looked again at some important questions that this journey with Dax has raised recently and the answers that I have found so far. This whole process has been a very interesting one for me. It has caused me to question so many things – myself, my approach, my abilities and my beliefs. …
ByGiora Carmi
I started a face, scrambled of course. It started to have features of a bird and I continued making birds. Not so clear indeed. I did a cloud and a little piece of a plant. Then painted, a long process that lasted till the evening, with breaks of course. I liked the way it looked,…
ByRobyn Harris
Isn’t it interesting how allowing our horses to say ‘No’ can bring up so much stuff – both for them and for us!? Since Dax arrived there have been some changes in his behaviour, as those of you who’ve been following this blog will know. At first he was like a little lamb, meekly following…
ByMichelle Adam
The mist cleared beyond our retreat center at the top of Mount Washington, New Hampshire, as we prepared to embark on the teachings of the medicine wheel of the North. We would learn the way of wisdom, of the ancestors, of the apus, the mountains that teach us that which we can’t see inside the…
ByGiora Carmi
What do we see? One complexity is flying up in the sky, above another complexity. Maybe the second one is the ground? Maybe it also floats in space? Maybe the ground is floating in space? If it does, then this goes along with what I started to experience more and more, that our reality is…
ByGiora Carmi
This time I’m not going to write about this painting and the other one down the page. I added them here to decorate. Maybe they are connected? These words came to me: As long as you send out, you do not receive. The elaboration is below. I am doing short meditations during the day, of…
ByRobyn Harris
Those of you who’ve been following this blog – or even who’ve just read last week’s post – will be wondering what I meant by Dax’s ‘darker side’. Let me start by saying that overall this boy is very sweet and he has a cheeky, playful, intelligent character, but as the weeks went by following…
ByGiora Carmi
I do not plan. I make what wants to be made. I listen in and do and do Until I know it’s finished I still do not know what it is I prop it up and look. I realize I like it. I find that it’s a happy painting. Someone is riding the playful waves…
ByRobyn Harris
Around the time that the changes I outlined last week were going on, the trimmer, Caroline Wang-Andresen of Hoofing Marvellous, came for her second visit. I spoke with her about what was going on with Dax and mentioned that he seemed unhappy if I tried to lift his front feet, often turning round to bite…
ByRobyn Harris
The weeks rolled on and Dax’s behaviour started to change subtly. When he’d first arrived in Bristol he’d seemed happy to walk around on a lead rope and follow me wherever I took him: into the stable, into the field or around the yard. He was less confident about going out into the lane, so…
ByMichelle Adam
Last Sunday I gave a talk at a healing fair where I asked people to inquire into who they really were. Who are we beyond what we do, think, or how we’ve learn to act? I invited listeners to travel through their life’s stories as if they were water that changes form over time. I…
ByGiora Carmi
I prepared many colors that were to go into many shapes. But when the painting got to this point, I knew it was finished. There is an area where most of the colors are concentrated. From there, spreading to all directions, this pattern of things-added-to-things, where there are no filled-in colors, goes on beyond the…