Here at Firefly Farm, I feel like the “larger than life” woman herself. Why? Because tonight I was able to say, “You get a stall! And you get a stall! You ALL GET STALLS!” Until we can get the fence situation figured out, I’d much rather have them warm and dry than worry about shavings costs. I don’t like the idea that Senorita can push through the ribbon wire and overeat–not that she has, but I don’t want to chance it. So everyone is warm and dry in stalls tonight. The kids thought it was super nifty–every pony nose was quivering through the feed hole, and every set of ears was trained on me.
The pony that gets the short end of the stick tonight is Savannah. Melody was able to sleep in the cement stall last night, and tonight it will be Savannah. I bedded it down a bit and put extra hay and water in, so she’ll be fine, but she’s unable to put her nose through the stall bars and “confer” with the other ponies. They love that about the main four stalls. They never feel alone. I figure it’ll be important to have a divider though when we have ponies who don’t get along.
Senorita is finally curbing her cribbing. (Say that five times fast!) She used to crib between every bite, or windsuck, but now it’s like every eight or nine bites. She still won’t leave the stall to go munch grass with everyone else, but it’s certainly an improvement over where she was at. Whenever I catch her in the stall, I gently lead her out toward the other ponies in the pasture, and she goes out happily. It’s like she has an invisible wall in her head–she doesn’t want to be left in the stall, but mentally that door is closed. I find that when she has hay in the stall, she’ll eat that and crib less, but I feel that she’s had unpleasant experiences in the stalls that lead her to do the whole cribbing/windsucking routine.
Coffee is a whole other animal. He’s as sweet as can be, and is what his owner lovingly describes as her “lanky little boy.” He has Melody’s markings, the same blaze and two hind socks, and he has black points and a black mane and tail. You can tell he’s going to be big, though. He’s so cute. I just look at his face and melt.
Coffee’s owner and I worked in the arena together last night. I was ecstatic. Finally. I was working with my green little girl and she had Coffee doing Parelli groundwork with her boy. Honey sometimes forgets she’s supposed to be working and does a cute little bucking/rearing routine (nothing serious, but she’s so full of energy she can’t help it.) This is exactly the barn I was hoping to create.
I spoke to a mother of a lesson student this morning, and she was very complimentary about Firefly. She told me to look up Firefly’s totem. I did. When you look at the information related to it, it’s highly amusing. It’s so perfect I had to re-post it here. This is from the website http://spiritlodge.yuku.com/topic/862 .
Keynote: Spiritual inspirations and hope.
The larvae of the firefly are flattened, luminous, and segmented. They are usually called glow-worms. They are often a reminder of the inner star we are developing or the promise of the star that is on the horizon for us.
For those to whome the firefly appears, it is time to trust in your own rhythms–physical and spiritual. Our hopes will begin to manifest, and our ability o inspire will grow. Fireflies remind us that there are others who will respond to us and who are like us. They flash with similar creative rhythms. They will make their presence known soon, and they will make our life more creative and healthier.
Fireflies generate light without heat, a process of chemistry and physics that is still baffling to science. Whereas most electric bulbs waste 97% of their energy in heat, a firefly concentrates 90% of it’s effort into light. The glow emerging from so tiny an animal is sufficient to read a printed page, reflecting wonderful opportunities to make the seemingly impossible a reality, inspiring wonders that will be flickering and manifesting around us.
When the firefly appears is a wonderful time to jot down all of those creative ideas that are flickering in our mind through this time. We needn’t worry about what to do with them now, for just by taking them out of the mental realm, their creative force is released into our life and they will provide inspiration that will affect us for a long time in the future.
The firefly looks ordinary during the day, but by night they sparkle, flickering like a star. They hold the promise of accomplishing our goals. Spiritual gifts are awakening. We are on the right path, and there are strong spiritual forces around us. When fireflies appear, people begin to reassess their former opinions and perspectives. We begin to shine and sparkle. Opportunities to fulfill dreams, to inspire wonder, and to awaken greater hope will begin to flicker strongly within our life.
The firefly can indicate a variety of misjudgements or warn of their possibility, especially in dealing with those of the opposite sex. The female of one large predatory species has learned to mimic the female signals of a smaller species. When the eager males arrive, they are quickly eaten. It is important to be sure that those around us are not mimicking what is true rather than what we hope to hear. Or, we may be focusing upon the wrong path or perhaps we are working with the wrong people or socializing with a crowd that is not healthy for us. We may be letting others (through their negative opinions) prevent the success of our creative endeavors.
The firefly should also get us to take a look at our health habits, particularly at what we are eating. Adult fireflies eat very little. They have learned to generate and draw energy from around them for their purposes. It would be wise to examine what we are eating and how much because this affects our health and our spiritual creativity.
Remember that fireflies remind us that positive hope is a critical component to fulfillment and accomplishment.