02/12/2025
🌟 The Markings of the Soul
I believe that horses carry stories in their bodies.
Sometimes in the way they move, sometimes in the way they look at you, and sometimes in the tiny details you’d miss if you weren’t paying attention, like the patterns of hair on their forehead.
Recently, I began exploring whorl interpretation on horses.
It wasn’t something I’d ever really looked into before. But the more I read, the more it resonated. Whorls aren’t just physical markings. They tell you something about a horse’s inner wiring, their emotional style, their spiritual temperament.
🌀 Riley’s Double Horizontal Whorls
Riley has two horizontal whorls, placed close together, either side of the centre of his forehead.
This particular configuration is often associated with:
• Deep intelligence
• Heightened sensitivity
• A stronger-than-average intuitive connection to one person
• A horse who bonds at a soul level, not just behavioural
When I read this it struck me that is exactly who Riley is. A horse who doesn’t just look at you, but into you.
A horse who chooses his person. When I met him as a foal, he chose me the very first moment we met, walked straight up, pressed his muzzle into my face, and sniffed my hands . Riley didn’t hesitate. He picked me.
👁️ Eyes That Speak the Unseen
It made me think about markings in people, too. I have green eyes with a large freckle in my left eye. In the 30 years I’ve sat in clairvoyant circles and spiritual development groups, I’ve noticed something:
So many intuitives, empaths, healers, and clairvoyants have striking or unusual eyes. I can tell this in people I meet, even before they reveal what they do.
Eyes that draw you in. Eyes that seem to carry depth, memory, and something ancient.
Green eyes, in many traditions, represent:
• heightened intuition
• connection to the unseen
• healing gifts
• perceptive emotional awareness
That freckle in my eye has always felt symbolic, like a marker of the path I was meant to walk. And maybe Riley’s whorls are his own version of the same thing.
🐴 A Familiar Soul in a New Body
There’s another part of Riley’s story I can’t ignore.
He is identical to my childhood pony, Lloyd.
Down to his colour, white star and heel.
What are the chances?
I always say Riley is Lloyd reincarnated, half-joking.
But deep down it feels like recognition.
It feels like a soul who returned in a new form, ready for the next chapter.
Ready to continue something we started a long time ago.
🤍 A One-Person Horse With a Fragile Heart
Riley came to me as a foal, a blank canvas, emotionally open, sensitive, sweet, and entirely shaped by our bond. For years, it was just me and him, every day, forming a bond and connection. He was a sweet and calm boy.
A couple of years ago, life took a turn of events. I’d lost my grazing, was renovating a house and was going through some personal things, so I made the decision to put both my horses into working livery.
The yard was wonderful.
But the change was simply too big for him.
He wasn’t used to being without me.
He wasn’t used to strangers handling him or the change of routine and bustle of a livery environment.
He made it very clear that he was not happy and started being aggressive, towards me and others. His whole personality shifted, not because he had past trauma, but because the disruption of our bond and the changes was, for him, traumatic enough on its own.
He reacted.
He expressed his distress in the only way he knew how.
Not out of aggression…
Out of heartbreak and confusion.
Out of the pain of losing the consistency and connection he’d relied on since the day he was weaned.
It’s something I’ll never put him through again and it was a full year before he let down his guard and softened again.
It has taught me more than anything else in my life about sensitivity, attachment, and the way horses communicate emotional truth.
🌿 The Journey That Taught Me How to Listen
Both my horses have walked every step of this journey with me.
Ruby came to me scared, defensive and unwilling to be touched. Yet her character and strength remind me of the little mare I rode as a little girl. The one that makes me smile as she didn’t make it easy.
Riley came to me pure, unmarked, but his wound came not from his past, but from our disruption.
There has been pain, heartache, mistakes, and moments where I doubted everything.
But without all of it, without the mess, the missteps, the confusion, the learning I would never have the understanding I now carry into my healing work with other horses.
They didn’t just teach me.
They initiated me.
Their stories are the foundation of my work.
Their healing became the awakening of my purpose.
They are my proof that connection and trust is something that has to be nurtured.
When the three of us stand together, it often feels like something orchestrated rather than accidental. Like we didn’t just meet, we found each other again.
Maybe some souls return in different bodies when we still have work to do together.
Maybe certain horses come to us not by chance, but by design.
Maybe the universe nudges us into these partnerships because there’s a deeper purpose stitched beneath the surface.
I feel that with every fibre of my being.
Do you feel your horse came to you for a reason?
Have you ever sensed something deeper, something beyond coincidence, in your connection?
I’d love to hear your stories.
Share why your paths crossed.
Share what makes your bond feel fated, familiar, or soul-driven.
Because I truly believe:
Our horses don’t just walk into our lives, they arrive with meaning.