henryhorn
Well-Known Member
I opened our local horse supplement today to see she has died on bone cancer aged 48.
I knew she was ill but not knowing her other than as a client I felt unable to contact her to say anything, but had mentally wished her well many times.
As someone who always suspected horse healing was a load of rubbish I had to eat my words when I met her. She came out on the recommendation of my vet, and it was to an old racehorse who had been dumped on us and who wouldn't thrive.
She instantly had a rapport with my animals, even the dog followed her slavishly and leaned against her the whole time she sat in my kitchen.
She came equipped with lots of herbs in tiny plastic bags and before even entering the stable told me lots about the horse. The first thing was his feet hurt, one more than the others (he was later proved to have a cancer in one foot which had to be removed by an op) His chest had adhesions, now to this I looked at her as if she was mad, so she suggested I enter the box and feel deep within his chest in a specific place. Sure enough there was a hard mass of scar tissue which she said he had received a long time ago but pinched him at times.
She went in, stroked him and ran her hands over his body, and he visibly swooned in pleasure. Then she started showing him individual packets of things, some he pawed the ground for, others he literally turned his head and neack away as if to indicate no. At the end of it he had chosen several, and those were the ones she advised to feed him on. We did and he regained a lot of his weight.
Next visit was to our small pony who had come back from a loan home and had bucked when we put the saddle on. being still cautious i didn't even tell her his problem, but she stood behind him and without touching him started to communicate. he arched his neck, stretched and sat down towards her hands, contorting himself as far as possible. She then said he had told her he didn't like the black saddle as it hurt, and the loan people had changed his usual saddle.
After the session he was perfect again and sure enough, when I rang the people 200 miles away they admitted they had bought a new black saddle to try on him.
Another visit to see a different horse and as she passed the same ponie's stable she said "Mickey says he is sorry he took the blue whip but he thought you might use it on him next!" Now that could only relate to one incident two months' previously when I had been in Mickey's field lunging a really lazy horse. I had to use the whip to encourage him to trot and after a while halted him to adjust the side reins and change direction. I had laid the whip on the floor behind me and quick as a flash Mickey shot in, grabbed the lunge whip (blue) in his mouth and ran off and dropped in right in the middle of a patch of nettles..
From then on I had no doubts about Julie whatsoever. She diagnosed lots of problems, including one of severe leg pain in a mare who had been fired from a distance far away and in the middle of a herd without me even telling her which horse it was (and it was stood still so she couldn't guess either).
As we got to know her she talked about her gift. Apparently even from a small child she could talk to animals, and saw their messages in clear pictures not words. At first she kept quiet as people thought her odd, but as she matured she used the gift to help people.
She gave me healing on me back and it felt like warmth spreading over the whole area. We got to know her and her husband better when they came to borrow a western saddle I had for sale, they spent a while here and we found both thoroughly pleasant company.
I can't tell you how sorry I am and I bet there will be hundreds of people like me with tales to tell. She was always a pleasure to meet whether in the supermarket or treating an animal, and what a legacy to leave, fond memories and I bet her memorial service on Saturday will be packed .
Her husband and son must be so sad, though she will have had time to say all she wanted to, and they will no doubt be well supported by all her friends.
Goodbye Julie, what an amazing person you were,it was a priviledge to have known you..
I knew she was ill but not knowing her other than as a client I felt unable to contact her to say anything, but had mentally wished her well many times.
As someone who always suspected horse healing was a load of rubbish I had to eat my words when I met her. She came out on the recommendation of my vet, and it was to an old racehorse who had been dumped on us and who wouldn't thrive.
She instantly had a rapport with my animals, even the dog followed her slavishly and leaned against her the whole time she sat in my kitchen.
She came equipped with lots of herbs in tiny plastic bags and before even entering the stable told me lots about the horse. The first thing was his feet hurt, one more than the others (he was later proved to have a cancer in one foot which had to be removed by an op) His chest had adhesions, now to this I looked at her as if she was mad, so she suggested I enter the box and feel deep within his chest in a specific place. Sure enough there was a hard mass of scar tissue which she said he had received a long time ago but pinched him at times.
She went in, stroked him and ran her hands over his body, and he visibly swooned in pleasure. Then she started showing him individual packets of things, some he pawed the ground for, others he literally turned his head and neack away as if to indicate no. At the end of it he had chosen several, and those were the ones she advised to feed him on. We did and he regained a lot of his weight.
Next visit was to our small pony who had come back from a loan home and had bucked when we put the saddle on. being still cautious i didn't even tell her his problem, but she stood behind him and without touching him started to communicate. he arched his neck, stretched and sat down towards her hands, contorting himself as far as possible. She then said he had told her he didn't like the black saddle as it hurt, and the loan people had changed his usual saddle.
After the session he was perfect again and sure enough, when I rang the people 200 miles away they admitted they had bought a new black saddle to try on him.
Another visit to see a different horse and as she passed the same ponie's stable she said "Mickey says he is sorry he took the blue whip but he thought you might use it on him next!" Now that could only relate to one incident two months' previously when I had been in Mickey's field lunging a really lazy horse. I had to use the whip to encourage him to trot and after a while halted him to adjust the side reins and change direction. I had laid the whip on the floor behind me and quick as a flash Mickey shot in, grabbed the lunge whip (blue) in his mouth and ran off and dropped in right in the middle of a patch of nettles..
From then on I had no doubts about Julie whatsoever. She diagnosed lots of problems, including one of severe leg pain in a mare who had been fired from a distance far away and in the middle of a herd without me even telling her which horse it was (and it was stood still so she couldn't guess either).
As we got to know her she talked about her gift. Apparently even from a small child she could talk to animals, and saw their messages in clear pictures not words. At first she kept quiet as people thought her odd, but as she matured she used the gift to help people.
She gave me healing on me back and it felt like warmth spreading over the whole area. We got to know her and her husband better when they came to borrow a western saddle I had for sale, they spent a while here and we found both thoroughly pleasant company.
I can't tell you how sorry I am and I bet there will be hundreds of people like me with tales to tell. She was always a pleasure to meet whether in the supermarket or treating an animal, and what a legacy to leave, fond memories and I bet her memorial service on Saturday will be packed .
Her husband and son must be so sad, though she will have had time to say all she wanted to, and they will no doubt be well supported by all her friends.
Goodbye Julie, what an amazing person you were,it was a priviledge to have known you..
