Terruñio Tuesdays

Get it or don’t get it.

When we look at cactus soil or Oak soil, though they are both soils…. they can’t be fed with the same.

It is all that simple.

We can say we “Get it”, but do we really?

Before having Victoria, I was planning on leasing Alex the horse. Meanwhile the owner of Alex acquired Cisco. He was so handsome and really to me, untouchable. I could see his Spirit/ Orenda. He had quite a bit of spunk.

So when Dottie Orenda passed, I was approached by Cisco’s Owner. She was wanting to gift him to me. Soon did I learn that people are quick to give their animals away when they aren’t of the use that they needed for. It doesn’t mean that they don’t love them, it can viewed many ways in my mind. They love them enough to let them be loved the way they need or they love them temporarily, or they can’t be or don’t want to be inconvenienced by owning them. Like the puppy mills, flipping horses apparently is a thing. I was approached by 2 other people to acquire their horses. I, being the empath and thinking I can be the one to give him a good life debated on whether or not I would take him on.
So I spent time with him and my Cowboy Jim, to see if he was a right fit for me. It was a tricky call. Cisco had some kinds of nerve injury that I think was in his neck. I could relate, also having a neck injury, so I opted to love the boy.

I rode him very little. I figured we would just love on one another. He was a good boy and well trained. I would go and give him lots of massages and would paint him with mud, bc if I was a horse, I think the dirt would protect me so many ways. From flies, to sunblock. He would sway when I practiced yoga with him or massaged him.

I didn’t have him long. He passed 3 months later. He had had a stroke at some point and every time he took a step his 1000lbs crashed straight to the Earth. It was extremely traumatic. He fell maybe 15 times the last day. To stand there and not even be able to catch him. I felt helpless.
After his first trip at the barn, I began to study the Tellington Touch Method and learned his skills on proprioception. He couldn’t figure out where he was placing his legs in space. He walked very wonky.

As a child, I couldn’t see well, so I would just close my eyes. I would breathe and and observe the waves of breath as it would hit the carpet, coffee table, walls, sofa, chairs…. How much the breath would be absorbed by its surroundings and how much would bounce off. Like sonar.

Cisco Terruñio had no proprioception. He didn’t understand where he was placing his hooves in space. We tried so hard to help him but no luck. No magic potion, no good food, no touch, no chance. My heart broke again. I never thought I would have 1 horse, let alone own a 2nd one. And then have the 2nd one pass within 6 months of one another from a neurological something.

After he passed, my friend drove me home and I felt a zap in my cervical spine, right where my injury is and since that day, my neck hasn’t hurt ever again. They say when animal’s pass, they take a part of your sufferings. I think it might be true.

Take me to the city streets or inside floursecent lighted buildings and I will dwindle. Take me to the forest and you will see me happy.
So, we don’t just teach yoga here. There are learned lessons and teachers everywhere. The Dendrites in Cisco Terruñio’s SPINE began to short circuit and love for his last months was all I could give him.

Terruñio means fertile soil. Cactus soil is to fertilize the cactus, not the Oak tree. Tuesdays are for honoring Cisco Terruñio. Comprehend to Transcend.
We can’t grow without love. We can’t get a Oak tree to flourish if we feed it cactus soil. We can’t transcend if we don’t embrace the rich soil of each being. Not for what we want or why we want. It doesn’t mean we don’t love, it means we have to speak the love language of the other and to truly feel the love language of ourselves to allow transcendence.
If we aren’t taught self study, then transcendence will never happen.

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