Animal Communication Blog The Story of Dy
January 15th, 2010The following is an email conversation with a friend who said goodbye to her dear horse companion. Notice the way she and the herd honored her long time friend. (She graciously has allowed us to share it in our newsletter.)
Sandra,
My heart is heavy right now. Dynessa, the mare here with the baby (who is 6 yrs old now) colic last night some time and today when I went out to feed found her so sick. I took her to the vet and we decided that she was too far gone to put her through surgery. He felt she would not even make it to the facility for the operation. I am still crying, but I know that she is not hurting now.
If you can get any connection with her I would so like to know anything she might want to say… I was unable to stay physically with her for the end as I really did not want to have that video in my head. I tried to stay with her emotionally and felt her transition from afar. A hawk flew over the barn and a horse in a near stall said he would stay with her that it was ok… oh my… this is the hard part of loving so hard.
Terrie
Dear Terrie,
My heart is so sad with you! Please feel free to call me if you need to talk. I know your heart is breaking. I can feel it all the way over here! If there is anything I can do to help you, know I am here!
Just now, I saw her lift up from her body. It was the spirit of her as the horse. Then I saw her re-materialize in a lush green pasture and run like the wind! She is shaking her head with the freedom of the run. I hear her say, “All is well, all is well, all is well!”
I love you sweet dear friend!
Blessings,
Sandra
Sandra,
Thank you for your call and email. I was outside with the herd giving ceremony and then spent the evening sitting around a campfire remembering some of Dy’s antics. During ceremony, the herd all came up and we stood in a circle all being still and holding space for her. We all felt the loss and let it be ok to remember. You know some people would think all this I am saying is ridiculous, but I know you know it is truth.
As I sat around the fire, I thought about Dy and her gifts. She was a Polish Arabian and could collect herself in such style. She was my daughter’s first Mozart concert as we were told. Shannon was learning to ride and the trainer that sold us Dy said, “Shannon, you know Mary had a little lamb, by Dynessa knows Mozart.” Shannon had to learn how powerful her body was in the ride and Dynessa taught her that. But probably the greatest work that Dy did was helping Shannon through drug recovery. She counseled Shannon many hours through that season.
The only regret I have is not bringing her back to the farm to stay, but to do such would mean prolonging the process her body was experiencing. You know what was so odd is that she should have been in agony, but she acted like she was heavily drugged. Somehow there seemed to be irony in what she helped Shannon with, she now used to help herself. I was grateful for that place for her. I will visit her when I take my animals to the vet, but I do feel she is closer to me now especially after your email. I really cried when I read your vision as I had seen the same earlier and what was so good is she was running in her pasture here at the farm. So maybe what I really wanted is what happened. What is the body anyway?
Cimarron her baby looked this morning to see if she was coming to her stall for breakfast… I moved another horse to her stall and the shift was felt by all… but it is the circle of life isn’t it… You know, metaphysically, I am going to go open the gate to her pasture and let her know it is ok to leave and run free to all the places she wishes to go.
Hugs
Terrie
p.s. This is the emotion (water) month in the Soul Journey. I guess Spirit is allowing a deep experience (death, tears, and rain)…
Sweetheart,
What an amazing sentient being! I’m going to save what you have written and when/if you feel it’s alright, I want to share it with others who are grieving. You have honored Dy with the beautiful ceremony. How precious the entire herd came to honor their own. I wish I could have been there. Somehow, I feel as though I was.
As you said, Dy only left her body behind. Can you imagine how she used what she experienced with Shannon in a positive way at just the right time? Life always finds a way and Dy will find her way through this, too. I believe she already has.
Terrie, you are so precious! So much is being washed within you during this Water Week. As you grieve Dy, you release other unspoken grief emotions, too. My father always said, “It is the strong who cry!” It takes strength and true courage to grieve. I know you have that strength and courage. And, so does the herd.
I’m always here my dear friend!
Blessings,
Sandra