My most profound energy healing with horses

Most of you probably know Perry—my spotted saddle horse, my heart horse, the face and soul behind Spotted Horse LLC. He’s 16 now, but he’s been my baby for years. He’s the kind of horse who will soak up every ounce of attention you give him—especially if you have snacks or soft hands.

About a year ago, I had an experience with him that changed the way I view energy work and bodywork forever.

At the time, Perry was dealing with a stubborn eye ulcer. It was his left eye, and it was slow to heal. He had to wear a hospital mask when I wasn’t there, both to keep him from rubbing his face and to block the harsh sunlight. When I was with him, I’d remove it and keep him in the shade as much as I could, but as the sun moved, I’d eventually have to put it back on again.

We were doing three medications, three times a day.

Of course, I did everything I could. Red light therapy to stimulate blood flow, gentle bodywork, and at the time, I was just beginning to learn Craniosacral Therapy (CST)—a very quiet, intentional modality that requires deep focus, stillness, and connection.

One day, I had just placed his mask back on as the sun was shifting. I stood quietly on his right side, resting my right hand on his withers and my left on his lumbosacral junction. I started to match our breath—his, then mine. The world softened. Perry began to doze. I slipped into that meditative space where time blurs, where all that exists is connection—between you, the horse, and the earth beneath your feet.

I felt a deep emotional exchange moving between us.

Then we both yawned—at the exact same moment. I do that often in CST, but this one felt… different.

Suddenly, my left eye gave out. Or so it felt. My head dipped, and it was as if my eye was on my arm. Sitting on my bicep. And it was. I know how this sounds—and I still question how to explain it—but I didn’t panic. I didn’t move. I knew. I just knew.

Perry wanted me to feel what he was feeling. He wanted me to experience how the mask felt on his face.

And I laughed. Out loud. Like a lunatic in the barn. Because in that moment, I realized the depth of our communication—how pure and profound energy exchange can be when you quiet everything else.

I went home lighter that day. In body, in heart, in soul. And from that day forward, I never questioned the power of energy again.

That’s the day I truly understood what it meant when people say:

Energy is everything.