I can't remember a time when horses, or the thoughts of horses didn't dominate my life.

When I was two years old, my love affair with the horse began with a donkey named Patrick. He was on Rhyll beach, and I begged my gran to pay for rides on him all day. I was hooked!

My parents could not afford to buy me a pony, but I managed to squeeze a few riding lessons out of them and, when I was old enough I started to advertise myself to exercise other peoples horses.

The horses always resonated with me, sometimes drawing more to me than their owners, which caused some problems, as you can imagine!

At this moment in time I have my old horse, Jack, who is around 28 years old. I have had him since he was seven. He has taught me more about myself than any training course, or indeed any other experience in my life. In our early days, I often found myself embarrassed that I wasn't a better person for him. I didn't understand him and I didn't know how to listen to his needs. I know now, but I didn't know it then. But somehow, we muddled through and he still likes me so it couldn't have been all bad. I also have a feisty Welsh Section A who wasn't gelded until he was five. He has attitude and is sassy, but we love him.

I had a breakdown in 1995, which was the end of one era and the start of a new era, namely my healing career. I believe, from experience, that good ALWAYS comes out of bad, although it is often extremely difficult to see that at the time. During my recovery, I visited a medium who asked me if I realised that I was a 'natural' healer. I didn't, but it kind of made sense. As a child, dogs followed me home from school every day and horses became calm around me. I had started my own business as a dog groomer, and clients were amazed at what their dogs would allow me to do, that they couldn't do. I used to clip horses and was known for being able to 'handle' difficult horses. Now, I realised, it was because I almost always was touching the animal in some way.

I did an animal healing weekend. The course facilitator asked me if I knew that I was psychic. Oh blimey.... what next!!! And that two days really kicked me off on my healing path. I did my Reiki 1, and although I thought it was all rather whacky at the time, I went with it anyway. Within a year I was attuned to Reiki 3 and started teaching.

Then in 2003, my wonderful five year old pony dropped dead in the field. He was my soul mate, and I couldn't imagine my life without him it it, making me laugh every single day. For a while I stopped teaching as I needed to heal. During that time I spent a year training as a Shamanic practitioner, which was wonderful and something I still practice today, loving the ritual and connection to the earth and everything pertaining to nature, the seasons and the directions.

I made connections to my two main spirit guides by allowing myself to discover my own psychic art abilities. It is wonderful to see my drawings of the two main men that guide me through my life, as they both stare at me from the dining room mantle. This is a glorious activity that I plan to start doing again. I sketched many guides during the period of doing this work and generally found an 'owner' for them within my own circle of friends and acquaintances.

I also trained in Quantum Touch healing, which I found quite liberating in that it has no 'rules' but works in the way that I do, which is to go along with my intuition and listen to the person or animal that is wanting to be healed.

My life is a long story, but I can honestly say that most of my learning has come from the horses, from either being around them, training them, healing them or listening to what they have to say. My old horse Jack continues to be my main teacher and I wonder what on earth my life might be like without his wisdom and foresight.

One never stops learning and should never want to stop learning. Life is a complicated and interesting process which never fails to impress me with it's twists and turns. Sometimes we wonder where we are being taken, but in the end it usually becomes clear.

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