tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80978382283398553352024-02-19T00:41:50.511-08:00Camel &Jellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.comBlogger74125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-21022757015266575202011-02-28T22:45:00.000-08:002011-02-28T22:45:12.353-08:00Sacred Camel Retreats 2011 (& horses...)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><b>Providing time and space for humans to 'drop out' and deepen in feeling amid gentle Bactrian camels, horses and other non-humans living their true nature.</b><br />
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The Sacred Camel & Horse Gardens of Da Fear-No-More is a place where Sanctuary is already present. We invite people to enter, refresh, let go and reconnect with life's purpose. Integral to this process are the animals who live in natural Divine Contemplation and wordlessly draw us to do likewise.<br />
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These are camping retreats - in tents, under stars! (Housing with amenities is available if required.) Your campsite, beside the camel herd, is near a beautiful swimming lake. Delicious vegetarian meals are served throughout. Relaxing massages are available on request. The days are full, evenings are rich and retreat guides are knowledgeable and supportive. A weekend with our family of camels, humans and horses will move and inspire you for years to come.<br />
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Retreats are open to anyone...<br />
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Retreat Fees: (deposit due upon registration)<br />
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Discount -- $200 (monthly supporters of camels & horses)<br />
Standard -- $300<br />
Groups -- $ negotiable (family, friends, 'corporate', birthdays, etc.)<br />
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Registration:<br />
Write to reserve your place. A release waiver will be sent to you for return with 50% deposit. Once registered you will be forwarded<br />
1. travel directions 2. list of what to bring 3. retreat materials and daily schedule 4. preparation reading list. See retreat dates below.<br />
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Address:<br />
-- scamps@adidam.org<br />
-- Fear-No-More Zoo, 12040 Seigler Springs Road, Middletown, CA 95461 USA<br />
-- (707) 355-0638<br />
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<b>Retreat Dates 2011</b><br />
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<b>MAY</b> Friday 20 7pm >> Sunday 22 5pm<br />
<b>OCT</b> Friday 21 7pm >> Sunday 23 5pm<br />
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Stuart Camps (retreat guide)</div>Jellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-51530951658006586572011-01-09T18:46:00.000-08:002011-03-04T22:11:39.925-08:00Yearling Bactrian Camels for Sale (photos)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Pictured here are our two yearling bulls, both for sale, looking for good homes. We are a non-profit 5013c organization and all proceeds go back into the development of the Sacred Camel Gardens. Please write or call for price and info... Also read two previous posts for more info.<br />
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phone: 707) 355-0638 <i> (ask for Stuart)</i><br />
email: scamps@adidam.org<i> </i><br />
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We keep our herd of Bactrian camels in a spacious 40 acre park-like setting. With one bull, eight cows and two fixed males they live a fairly natural herd life, are well fed and cared for and lovingly related to. Each season, in the natural course of things, they breed, and young are produced. Most of these young camels need to be sold for reasons of maintaining herd integrity, affordability of our non-profit project and healthy land usage. <br />
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You will receive camels from us as healthy, well-trained individuals, with good manners and a happy respect for people. Likewise, we are looking for the new owners of our camels to be happy and healthy, with good manners and a deep respect for camels and all living things. We will only place our camels into homes, and with people, where they will be loved and well cared for.<br />
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It's time to change the way humans tend to buy and sell, and invariably abuse. We can do things differently.<br />
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Each year we offer a select number of camels for sale. We like our camels stay with their mothers, and with the herd, until they are about 10 months of age. This way they grow up knowing they are camels, and receive significant input and education from the herd, and us, before they move out to live with you. This time also allows us to better know what their strengths and weaknesses are so we can better match them with their new homes and caretakers.<br />
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In the wild, in optimal circumstances, young camels are naturally weaned from their mothers between one and two years of age. At around two they are sent out of the herd by the elders.Our approach embraces more the natural culture of the camel herd, resulting in better adjusted camels.<br />
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There have been cultures that sold and owned nothing, realizing that nothing can be owned... not land, nor rivers, nor water... and not animals. In such cultures the "human beings" recognized themselves as caretakers of the fields, protectors of the rivers and forests. And they saw all these as brothers, conscious and equal.<br />
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I have sat hours on end among the herd, considered long and hard how to approach the business of selling my friends. Gradually it is becoming clear. If you resonate with our approach and would like to consider acquiring one of our valued herd members we'd be happy to hear from you.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Buying one of our camels</b></span><br />
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When you get one of our camels you don't just get a beautiful healthy, polite, respectful, camel who was lovingly raised by his or her mother. You don't just get a camel who likes and trusts people.<br />
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When you get one of our camels you are also accepting a relationship that requires love, patience, kindness, respect, mutual acceptance and learning. When you get one of our camels you will be entering into a world <u>felt</u> between humans and non-humans that is not about training, controlling and having, but about listening, feeling and giving. You will not just be buying a camel. You will be receiving so much more that it might just change and enhance your outlook on everything.<br />
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If you want to join your life with a camel's I invite you to consider another approach from the usual. Whether you acquire one of our camels, or one from somewhere else, I invite you to not just think of him or her as an equal, but to live the Golden Rule in relationship. And something almost magical will happen...<br />
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Sales contracts and delivery arrangements are handled in person, case by case.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Facilities requirements we recommend:</b></span><br />
1. sufficient room for your camel(s) to be able to wander and to run<br />
2. a sturdy shelter from heavy rain, snow and sun<br />
3. an area of raised, solid, ground that will never get muddy, including inside shelter<br />
4. clean water supply<br />
5. good alkaline grass hay (or alfalfa mix), grain feed, tree cuttings and supplements (we will advise)<br />
6. capability to afford having a large animal, including vet care and insurance if you choose or need to have insurance<br />
7. the time, patience and care to put in to make the camel's life full and interesting<br />
8. preferably a second camel, or more... herd animals do best with company<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>"Camels see the world from a unique point of view."</b></span><br />
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As each person sees the world uniquely, so too does each form of life on earth. Camels, likewise, are unique, as is each individual camel. Are you ready to begin discovering what and who a camel is? Are you ready to look beyond owning and having, beyond controlling and riding, just because you can, or want to? Are you ready to reach across the apparent divide between human and non-human, to listen, feel and respect, and to simply "be" with your camel... and yourself?<br />
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What you do with you camel is not of as much concern as <u>how</u> you do it and <u>why</u>, with how much humanity, sensitivity and regard. If you want one of our camels this is where our conversation begins. What is important is that your camel will <b>WANT</b> to do things with you. We want your camel to like and respect you that much, to be interested and bonded with you to that degree, and you the same. If you want this too, then it is completely possible, and quite easy to achieve. We will show you how. <br />
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Once you know how, the rest is between you and your happy, gentle, giant, camel.<br />
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Stuart Camps</div>Jellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-19910076730516046022010-12-27T19:12:00.000-08:002011-03-04T22:10:12.732-08:00Yearling Bactrian Camels For Sale<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">We have two young Bactrian Camels for sale.<br />
One is white. The other brown. Both in good health and size. Well disposed and basic trained.<br />
More info and photos to be posted here soon.<br />
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Stuart</div>Jellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-70368929625965402762010-08-20T18:12:00.000-07:002010-08-20T18:43:30.759-07:00Camel Herd Visits Herd Member's Grave<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="color: #38761d;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Sacred Camel Herd Visits Jelly Baba's Grave</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">On Friday August 13, Jelly Baba, the large black bull of the Sacred Camel Herd, passed away. Jelly was born March 13, 2004 and left behind him 13 camels. He was six years old. It had been decided to not breed Jelly Baba anymore so we decided to geld him so that he could join the herd and live an enjoyable herd life once again, rather than live horny and apart from the others. The main bull of the herd is the great, white, Everest, one of the top white Bactrian bulls in North America. During Jelly's simple gelding procedure, while under sedation, he quietly passed out of the body.<br />
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A ceremony was done shortly after the time of his death and another later in the day, and he was buried like a saint.<br />
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When I visited the herd the day following Jelly's passing I found the whole group sitting together right on his grave-site, quiet, calm, peaceful, connected, contemplating. They do like to sit on soft, freshly turned, earth, but there was more too it than just that. I sat down among them. I lay across a couple. Google Mama reached out and touched my hand... Imperceptibly, I gradually felt like I was on Jelly's back... yet with him already gone over and me still here... all the camels staying connected through his passing... feeling deeply, as they always do... and drawing me there, too... <br />
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They've continued visiting and sitting together on the grave at random intervals.</span><br />
<i style="color: #741b47;">Please read the short tribute story about Jelly Baba at the bottom of this post. Also scroll down through the two previous posts to see a photo essay of Jelly Baba reclining under a tall oak.</i><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Inspiration for Camel Temple</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Some form of shrine was in the plans soon after Jelly passed away. Seeing the camels sitting over the body of the great Jelly Baba gave vision to a layout that will make the Temple fully usable by them. A spacious elemental shrine will be developed above Jelly's grave that the camels can enter, hang-out and "odalisque" in... a unique Sacred Camel Temple that they, and we, together, can use and serve. <br />
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Peaceful Baba and Jingle Baba, when living in the original Zoo compound in the central core of the Sanctuary, often connected bodily with the Sacred Temples of All True Things Park. I've written about this elsewhere.<br />
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Set within a grove of old-man oaks, the basic design of the shrine will include an 80' diameter circle of boulders with one or two entrances. Inside this circle will be a bed of sandy gravel that the camels can roll in. At the rear of the circle will be a higher wall of boulders set on a raised area of concrete with a flower pattern inlay. A ceremony will be engaged here daily to potentize the location, invoking and concentrating benign, positive, Spiritual energy there. The camels will be able to come and go, rubbing on the interior rocks and the boulder circle, and reclining on the sandy gravel pad. The Temple will be open above to sky and trees. As much as possible we will use raw, natural, materials, including boulders and rocks from within the Sacred Camel Gardens. A formal Temple Name is in consideration.</span><br />
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</div><span style="font-size: small;">In the wild setting, non-humans move throughout their range for food, water, mineral and herbal sources, and other survival needs. They also interact with their own kind and other species for a variety of reasons, not least including the exchanging and transmission of energies that serve their psychic life as well as their potential for Full Awakening. Non-humans are also drawn to visit and interact with certain natural features in the environment, through which their contemplation is served and supported. This shrine for the Sacred Camels will enhance their already evident connection, and naturally lived process, with the Free, Living, Divine. <br />
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This Temple will be a gift from human beings to the non-humans, for the sake of these camels and for non-humans everywhere. And for our sakes too.</span> <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Building the Camel Temple</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #38761d;">Some aspects of the Temple construction will take time to complete, such as the cement pad, floral inlay (and possibly a sculpture) but the first phase can be done relatively quickly. Installation of the boulders and sandy gravel pad will cost about $3000 USD completed.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Please Join Us to Create This Unique Sacred Camel Temple</span></span></b><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #38761d;">Choose from among these payment methods: </span><br style="color: #38761d;" /><br style="color: #38761d;" /><span style="color: #38761d;">- send checks to Sacred Camel Temple, 12040 Seigler Springs Road, Middletown, CA 95461</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #38761d;"> </span></span><span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">- <b><a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/getinvolved">online:</a> via Paypal</b></span> - indicate for Came</span>l Temple Project</span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDf-N2nm0k9IKJ4kH6scbEsl5fFjbQIXoYhtVEXgZ2lwebC3hgdGKo6eMeGnPi11UFOM7vgVC7QQFDiBHuBtaiHL_xasjWNgH_78P-SM12tUFLxxYH4Z3UDabrGfhcMBwtq-WGeKsH3cte/s1600/aJelly5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDf-N2nm0k9IKJ4kH6scbEsl5fFjbQIXoYhtVEXgZ2lwebC3hgdGKo6eMeGnPi11UFOM7vgVC7QQFDiBHuBtaiHL_xasjWNgH_78P-SM12tUFLxxYH4Z3UDabrGfhcMBwtq-WGeKsH3cte/s200/aJelly5.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;"><b>The Little Girl and the Camel <span style="font-size: x-small;">(in tribute to Jelly Baba)</span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #741b47;">The little girl enjoyed the large camels, but was nervous and shy. The young mother reassuringly held her daughter's hand.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br style="color: #741b47;" /><span style="color: #741b47;">The large black bull, Jelly Baba, approached them. He looked down at the girl, leaning slightly toward her. She shuffled back a little.</span><br style="color: #741b47;" /><br style="color: #741b47;" /><span style="color: #741b47;">The bull stood tall again, and quiet. He gazed across the field. Then he pressed his face toward the mother and brushed his great, soft, muzzle against her cheek. </span><br style="color: #741b47;" /><br style="color: #741b47;" /><span style="color: #741b47;">He looked down at the little girl again. She leaned away. He leaned away, too, for a while. Then he brought his face down to the mother and daughter's joined hands. </span><br style="color: #741b47;" /><br style="color: #741b47;" /><span style="color: #741b47;">Jelly Baba opened his mouth around their hands, gently holding them, keeping one eye on the little girl. She was starting to relax. </span><br style="color: #741b47;" /><br style="color: #741b47;" /><span style="color: #741b47;">Jelly Baba gently brushed his whiskers across the mother's cheeks again, and held hands with the pair once more. </span><br style="color: #741b47;" /><br style="color: #741b47;" /><span style="color: #741b47;">Again he stood tall and silent, and calm, for the little girl.</span><br style="color: #741b47;" /><br style="color: #741b47;" /><span style="color: #741b47;">After a while his long, woolly, neck drew right down to her. And this time she drew toward him.</span><br style="color: #741b47;" /><br style="color: #741b47;" /><span style="color: #741b47;">They brushed cheeks and he snorted warm breaths in her ear until she smiled and petted his nose.</span><br style="color: #741b47;" /><br style="color: #741b47;" /><span style="color: #741b47;">Then Jelly Baba looked up, turned and wandered across the field to rejoin his herd.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Sincerely,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Stuart</span>Jellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-73813672087853136142010-07-02T12:16:00.000-07:002010-07-02T12:19:46.641-07:00Images from Sacred Camel Gardens, July 2010<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi04rLv6_4kdGwHCCoW_GOYVmzuPH4co4l33znIsP0srTumoCfZEhZ70JzhNFVoFNTqDRPJ2HF_tX6Rru-4-VRLkPK2eqensERVxRosljl2r99VF2N9gUQWR5-gw1IxqQQu6EUdUYJ7azCw/s1600/0617101138a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi04rLv6_4kdGwHCCoW_GOYVmzuPH4co4l33znIsP0srTumoCfZEhZ70JzhNFVoFNTqDRPJ2HF_tX6Rru-4-VRLkPK2eqensERVxRosljl2r99VF2N9gUQWR5-gw1IxqQQu6EUdUYJ7azCw/s640/0617101138a.jpg" width="640" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfqerZx0-z0AsG3rfrtXHB_Jaw5saVTghqax6DMOChrap8EeUX3JWd8PfgwQrD2abMXzXVNwfUZHxxZDzTOo7Vg52RdZKc9HIS2d9ky0e-19oWyp_7NVJRcxfGWaDO6MhRcIeYPF3X8L-4/s1600/0617101139.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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</span></span></b></div>Jellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-2328216655814247162010-03-22T20:14:00.000-07:002010-03-22T20:23:11.745-07:00Baby Bactrian Camels, 2010 - 1st pairIt's been too long since my last post. Have probably lost all "my" readers by now...!<br />
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Rather than go back and try to catch up I'll just pick up with current events.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><b>Baby Bactrian Camels!</b> Lots off of them! Well, actually, four of them. Two have been born already, and we are expecting two more in the next month or so.<br />
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A handsome <b>little white bull</b> was just born from Everest (his very first offspring), and Google Mama (her fifth baby.) No name yet for this little guy - but soon. And already several weeks old is our first calf of 2010, the little grey bull named, "Sage", who was born onto a bed of spring sage, beneath flowering manzanita bushes. Both are strong, robust, babies with a lot of vitality and curiosity. They will be fun to "train"...<br />
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Enjoy the pics below....<br />
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Others might remember reading about him.<br /><br />HiHo is about two and a half years old as of this writing. He's a smallish bull camel, a little quirky, very intelligent and chronically lacking good boundaries and social skills. He's the kind of camel who, anywhere else, might be sold and re-sold, and sooner or later put down. He can be difficult, and we have to be careful with him. With no bad intent, he simply has very little in the way of "brakes" and can't be counted on to respect boundaries, whether human or camel... He's our very own little mad-man! and a great teacher....<br /><br />In a wild herd a camel like HiHo would probably be ostracized by the herd because of his inability to fit in and be a viable member. His aberrant behaviors would be a disturbance to the herd's equanimity and a lure for potential predators. If he didn't come around somewhat they'd sooner or later send him off.<br /><br />Ever since HiHo came to live in the Sacred Camel Gardens we've served him in a variety of ways, employing various training approaches and remedial practices, all of which have been beneficial. He nevertheless remains somewhat aberrant, and maybe always will. My promise to him is that he will have a life here, and will never be sold. We will take care of him.<br /><br />Some months ago I <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNOl3-dAeG7zN7OvIYKRo_MmWl8iws68Mz5RPFDr4XrldO_a24JD1nJaNiR0No8j1WZ4PvooxD83GcFoTedPfDb5lhPAe1RqaVJ7Zj6RxsXyOytkovsRtW5Shp3CBcqJnaCF46pQkYF0U2/s1600-h/HiHothumb.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNOl3-dAeG7zN7OvIYKRo_MmWl8iws68Mz5RPFDr4XrldO_a24JD1nJaNiR0No8j1WZ4PvooxD83GcFoTedPfDb5lhPAe1RqaVJ7Zj6RxsXyOytkovsRtW5Shp3CBcqJnaCF46pQkYF0U2/s320/HiHothumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299952287771151666" border="0" /></a>found that if I worked his soft upper and lower palates he would quickly calm down and connect with me. This was progressing well for a while, until his tendencies found a way "around" the good effects that the palate work was having. I was a bit disappointed by this as his mouth had become a good place to warm up cold fingers! HiHo always manages to find a way around all the training approaches I introduce. He keeps developing new ways to reassert his "uniqueness". His wild sense of humor and his will to stand as he is, are irrepressible!<br /><br />Techniques and methods fly in the wind with him, and he has drawn me to the simplicity of "only relationship". And this is proving to be increasingly effective, something he doesn't push against or try to get around.<br /><br />All I do now is stand with him and say out loud, with real feeling, "I love you. I love and appreciate you. I love and respect you. You are perfect the way you are. No need to change, ever. I love you. I love you. I love you." And as I stroke him all over he just soaks it up, becoming still and respectful of me in a way no other approach has brought forward. He can still get up to some tricks, but with the respect and love being expressed and appreciated in both directions we can communicate. It's a fine line. If my attention wanders the connection gets broken and the old HiHo reappears, reminding me to mind myself and be present with him in love. This process is serving me too, teaching me to let go and be in the moment, and more and more in feeling...<br /><br />When we connect I feel his massive energy informing my own experience of being human and alive. What I'm coming to value most about HiHo is his level of unconcern. He's just not worried about very much at all. He doesn't even put much stock in food or water. The only fundamental thing I need him to learn is this matter of respecting the personal space of others, which he is only willing to do when he feels that I am completely respecting him... and he knows the difference.<br /><br />As soon as put my hand on him, with real feeling, and say, "I love you and respect you," he becomes respectful. It's a moment to moment thing, alive and fresh every time, and not something I can control with my mind or body, or with equipment. It's 100% in the feeling.<br /><br />StuartJellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-55704321212332904752009-02-06T22:48:00.000-08:002009-02-07T23:32:19.640-08:00Help of Herd EldersAn interesting process is unfolding in the rearing of our younger camels. I often work with, play and relate to our young calves within the herd, out in the larger pasture. I learn a lot about all the camels this way, and what I do with one is observed by all. Sometimes I get input and help from one of the observers.<br /><br />Our ten mon<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrW9AqX0krpeJjgMG4tEgsJ6eFl6lcSEVddTk8T8k4_ic1_gX0N9qctsOrPacJxqKHFF1XNRnodGGmIyVj4MsI_W9mjyQqQWqAb8yl1Ys0VRZt0G32WvYJO9UMH9Tp9YfchhKkDWMgAgiF/s1600-h/Barack.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 314px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrW9AqX0krpeJjgMG4tEgsJ6eFl6lcSEVddTk8T8k4_ic1_gX0N9qctsOrPacJxqKHFF1XNRnodGGmIyVj4MsI_W9mjyQqQWqAb8yl1Ys0VRZt0G32WvYJO9UMH9Tp9YfchhKkDWMgAgiF/s320/Barack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299944661324353602" border="0" /></a>th old calf named, "Barack O'Mama", by Adi Da, is always coming forward to interact with me. The others, "Not-Two Mama" and "Green Smoothy" are more shy, generally, though they are coming along in their own time. So far I've mostly interacted with Barack while the other calves look on, and learn.<br /><br />When I play with Barack her energy, sooner or later, starts getting large and boisterous. I like this because she's not intimidated by me. We wrestle a bit, and run around, with her rearing up, cavorting, and bucking. I try to let her feel big and powerful, because it's in this space that she learns the most and develops a deeper trust of me as I guide and shape her interactions.<br /><br />Always at a certain point either Peaceful Baba or Everest will come into our space and send Barack away when they feel she’s getting too out of hand. If the older camels don’t do this I will guide the calf through and calm her energy down, or send her away, showing her what I will and won't allow. But these older male camels often choose to do it for me. I think they are certainly being careful to keep me safe. They have this quality, especially Peaceful. But they are also taking care of, and guiding, their own; teaching the young ones appropriate behaviour.<br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span>In the midst of their guidance, and mine, Barack O'Mama, the b<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2a05ikAtOFnnkwLd4cixQboyPoFSxsMPkN30tPfGhKQ0XfApfU5oa0lVc2C7tomdlHeI7Hp327fQy2o4xWjlp367EJnIA41nS8MB6X-oojjU0K31d1muU0ADQNP3ENneyqdLzcBqjjiDw/s1600-h/BarackEverest.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2a05ikAtOFnnkwLd4cixQboyPoFSxsMPkN30tPfGhKQ0XfApfU5oa0lVc2C7tomdlHeI7Hp327fQy2o4xWjlp367EJnIA41nS8MB6X-oojjU0K31d1muU0ADQNP3ENneyqdLzcBqjjiDw/s400/BarackEverest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299945795126280306" border="0" /></a>ouncy baby camel, is learning her place within the herd and with people. Sometimes when she's playing with me she simply has to only catch sight of Peaceful watching us and she'll calm herself down enough so that he doesn't come over. So she's getting the lessons...<br /><br />I'm extremely fortunate and grateful in knowing these camels, and becoming an integral part of their lives and culture, and learning first hand from them.<br /><br />As our inter-species learning process develops we are slowly realizing a unique approach toward camels and horses, specifically. In time this process may be referred to as, <span style="font-weight: bold;">"Da Camuus Equus"</span> -- the gift of equality in relationship, between humans and camels, and horses, via ever deepening meditative communion with the Living Divine in each moment. This will not be a training method, or technique. It will simply become the pure enjoyment of relationship, understanding and communication, recognizing all forms within One Form, which is Love.<br /><br />Da Fear-No-More, the Sacred Camel & Horse Gardens and Da Camuus Equus are only about this integration of all beings into one diverse sacred culture where all are equal at Heart.<br /><br />StuartJellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-40706317079357555582009-01-04T21:20:00.000-08:002009-01-04T21:40:03.382-08:00Sacred Camel & Horse Retreats 2009<div>Our Sacred Camel and Horse Retreats provide time and space for you to 'drop out' and deepen, in feeling, amid gentle Bactrian camels, horses and other non-humans living their true nature.<br /><br />At the Sacred Camel & Horse Gardens of Fear-No-More Zoo, Sanctuary is already present. We welcome you to refresh, let go and reconnect with life's purpose. Integral to this process are the animals who live in natural Divine Contemplation, wordlessly drawing us to do likewise.<br /><br />Scheduled retreat months are warm and sunny so these are camping retreats - in tents or under stars! <i>(Housing with amenities is available if required.)</i> Your campsite, beside the camel herd, is near a beautiful swimming lake. Delicious vegetarian gourmet meals will be served throughout. Healing massages will be available. The days are full, evenings are rich and retreat guides are knowledgeable and supportive. A weekend with our family of camels, humans and horses will move and inspire you for years to come.<br /><a href="http://www.cameland.blogspot.com/"><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Cameland</span></span></a> <i>(info & updates on 2009 retreats will be posted here)</i><br /><a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Fear-No-More Zoo</span></span></a><i> (material here provides fuller context for these retreats)</i><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Retreat Fees:</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> (deposit due upon registration)</span><br /><br /></div><div class="photo photo_right"><div class="photo_img"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30249801&op=1&view=all&subj=42503710813&aid=-1&oid=42503710813&id=1222676096"><img src="http://photos-b.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v650/191/62/1222676096/a1222676096_30249801_8435.jpg" alt="" /></a></div><div class="caption">Retreatant with Google Mama & Barack O'Mama</div></div><br /><b>Award -- $000 +</b> <i>(at discretion of management)</i><br /><b>Discount -- $200</b> <i>(all Fear-No-More Zoo monthly supporters)</i><br /><b>Standard -- $300</b> <i>(all others, members and / or public)</i><br /><b>Groups -- $ negotiable</b> <i>(family, friends, 'corporate', birthdays, etc -- can be tailored)</i><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><b><br />Registration Info:</b></span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><i>(Participant limit 10 max and 2 min. Age limit 102 max and 10 min)</i><br /><br /><u>Write first to confirm space.</u> A release waiver will then be sent to you for return with 50% deposit. Once registered you will be forwarded :-<br />1. travel directions<br />2. list of what to bring<br />3. retreat materials and daily schedule<br />4. preparation reading list.<br /><br />See retreat dates below.<br /><br /><b>Address: </b><br />email: scamps@adidam.org<br />postal: Fear-No-More Zoo, 12040 Seigler Springs Road, Middletown, CA 95461 USA<br />phone: (707) 355-0638<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">2009 Retreat Dates to choose from:</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">MAY </span> Friday 22 7pm > Sunday 24 5pm</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">JUNE</span> Friday 26 7pm > Sunday 28 5pm</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">JULY</span> Friday 24 7pm > Sunday 26 5pm</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">AUG</span> Friday 21 7pm > Sunday 23 5pm</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">SEPT</span> Friday 25 7pm > Sunday 27 5pm</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">OCT </span>Friday 16 7pm > Sunday 18 5pm</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">NOV</span> Friday 20 7pm > Sunday 22 4pm</span><br /><br />In service, <br />StuartJellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-66393785525772695242008-11-16T20:20:00.000-08:002008-11-16T20:26:20.470-08:00Camel and Horse Dressage<object width="425" height="344">One day we will see something like this being done completely without bridle and reins on both camel and horse. But as it is this is still impressive to watch.<param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CnsWQ4kNG-w&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CnsWQ4kNG-w&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Jellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-75377183426091330062008-11-16T19:45:00.000-08:002008-11-16T20:19:14.506-08:00Nevzorov Haute Ecamel !<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-PJQRrI7Ag2KfuPeSgh8nOEPStqanbZklQyol8owPj5BmqJkVVnHiO6crvbwGmeLE5WnyvQsEtxdrtH4Td-cFUlZkaijJYrjkoMT3j60gTYbgWF5qxYUxF3as2qqF2AJDzJPg0yADjomY/s1600-h/NHE+Workshop+Michael+Bevilacqua+021.JPGcrop.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-PJQRrI7Ag2KfuPeSgh8nOEPStqanbZklQyol8owPj5BmqJkVVnHiO6crvbwGmeLE5WnyvQsEtxdrtH4Td-cFUlZkaijJYrjkoMT3j60gTYbgWF5qxYUxF3as2qqF2AJDzJPg0yADjomY/s200/NHE+Workshop+Michael+Bevilacqua+021.JPGcrop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269469915862118946" border="0" /></a>In Canada recently, under the instruction of Michael Bevilacqua, I had the good fortune of participating in a seminar about "interactivity with horses beyond training". This approach, developed by Alexander Nevzorov, unites horse and human through deepening trust, intimacy, respect and understanding -- and no force <span style="font-style: italic;">(no bits, bridles, reins, whips or spurs, and no punishment, ever)</span>... a wonderful approach we are now blending with our own organically developing approach at Fear-No-More for working with horses and camels.<br /><br />To learn more about the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Nevzorov Haute Ecole</span> approach to horses click the following links:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUMaAEzigkeAXrUYWMIVqd5Vjk6-Ebn48wZnn-z3tF4nqrbsecvvJMBngeuzXYIWrzD9TwAyHZTZPVd3KruhsPqyb4Vi3xp-EwPzS3TL66AcsHYTc0M2WMSfVSX2sg7mFb0hKi6mCoCrID/s1600-h/NHE+Workshop+Michael+Bevilacqua+033.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUMaAEzigkeAXrUYWMIVqd5Vjk6-Ebn48wZnn-z3tF4nqrbsecvvJMBngeuzXYIWrzD9TwAyHZTZPVd3KruhsPqyb4Vi3xp-EwPzS3TL66AcsHYTc0M2WMSfVSX2sg7mFb0hKi6mCoCrID/s200/NHE+Workshop+Michael+Bevilacqua+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269474441577247474" border="0" /></a><br /><br />1. <a href="http://www.equiforme.net/">Equiforme</a><br />2. <a href="http://www.hauteecole.ru/en/alexander_nevzorov.php">Alexander Nevzorov</a><br /><br />Stuart<br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" >(photos used with kind permission of Michael Bevilacqua and Catherine Scott)</span>Jellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-68361227555704513642008-11-08T13:19:00.000-08:002008-11-08T13:42:42.721-08:00Some Videos of Our Camels<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=myGm4DB2_Ew"><span style="font-weight: bold;">1. GENTLE CAMELS</span></a><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lkosJAor6gE"><span style="font-weight: bold;">2. GOOGLE MAMA'S BABY</span></a><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LCC5e3EFoRc"><span style="font-weight: bold;">3. GOOGLE'S BABY - 6 days</span></a><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iVRQvclcnp4"><span style="font-weight: bold;">4. GOOGLE'S BABY - 4 weeks</span></a><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=enYxyqdSH2M"><span style="font-weight: bold;">5. THREE CAMEL BABIES</span></a><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DWlqmj28yA0"><span style="font-weight: bold;">6. TILLY'S ARRIVAL</span></a>Jellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-37772212361448790162008-10-27T20:26:00.000-07:002008-10-27T21:15:47.954-07:00Camel-Horse Retreats<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgQEKwCKC86nJnxmZVHJyKATVlTzgoGNa5BjNw2LTjc3wpON5TXwS4G0aN17sElbEV4T89FzWwEh4lECUq0RIzeALvmkYiQK6nru2wGoz-pE0ACUyCBdv_VnAMVDjHmOcSChtYU_qyP0xn/s1600-h/BarbBarackGoogle.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgQEKwCKC86nJnxmZVHJyKATVlTzgoGNa5BjNw2LTjc3wpON5TXwS4G0aN17sElbEV4T89FzWwEh4lECUq0RIzeALvmkYiQK6nru2wGoz-pE0ACUyCBdv_VnAMVDjHmOcSChtYU_qyP0xn/s200/BarbBarackGoogle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262045562896799394" border="0" /></a>Last weekend (Oct 17-19) saw the happy completion of the second Sacred Camel-Horse Retreat here at the Mountain Of Attention Sanctuary. This month's and last month's retreats were attended by some great people, each of whom went home feeling softened, stilled and strengthened in spiritual contemplation and connection . <span style="font-style: italic;">(See testimonials below.)</span><br /><br />Prolonged time in the contemplative culture of these large, gentle, animals reveals a new way of looking at and relating to the world. The camels loved the retreat, too. By the end of the weekend they had clearly become more intimate and connected with the group of humans who had come into their home.<br /><br />During the October retreat Craig Love introduced us to <a href="http://www.contactcare.co.nz/">"Contact Care"</a> - for h<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3nNZUb-zoYyP8PIkNRkfxDMYF2xw-acGoi7Q43vWGa7SAl-AUQ_FGInCFe2zq7h9_VYMNC__Afyv-Yupcrhv3cgZq8HES4kreIGTsROBfd-O7rGJbC-ZJkON9zHCkr9FbTV98XysZ3iF5/s1600-h/ContactCare.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3nNZUb-zoYyP8PIkNRkfxDMYF2xw-acGoi7Q43vWGa7SAl-AUQ_FGInCFe2zq7h9_VYMNC__Afyv-Yupcrhv3cgZq8HES4kreIGTsROBfd-O7rGJbC-ZJkON9zHCkr9FbTV98XysZ3iF5/s200/ContactCare.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262048762824187778" border="0" /></a>umans and animals. Visiting for two weeks from NZ, Craig worked a lot with the camels and the two horses, Bright and Holy, both of whom are healing and regenerating from years of eventing and competition. The black gelding, Bright, was Craig's partner for the Contact Care demo which was very interesting and useful.<br /><br />Toward the end of Craig's presentation Carmen May (also a bodyworker) was approached by the white mare, Holy. The horse stood in front of Carmen, gazing into her face... it seemed obvious she wanted some bodywork so Carmen stood up, put her hands on the horse and began... Holy went into a deep meditative trance, and at one point virtually performed a simple piaffe (prancing on the spot) releasing whatever stuck energies began shifting... both horses stood in a daze of pleasure afterwards.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ongoing Camel-Horse Retreats</span><br /><br />These first two Fear-No-More weekend retreats served our planning and preparation for running ongoing monthly retreats starting next April or May.<br /><br />In the meantime we will continue through the fall and winter months with very simple two or three hour retreats with the camels, where people can just come and drop out into the Contemplative herd culture for a while. Details on these free afternoon retreats are forthcoming. Write us if you're interested.<br /><br />As these retreats evolve it's conceivable that they'll be variously designed to cater to: weekend group retreats (max 10); personalized weekend retreats (max 3); retreats for young adults; for children and parents; for people interested in our "training" approach; possibly even for corporate or business groups. Some retreats might also be focussed around other non-humans living here, such as the birds, reptiles and trees. And some retreats will host well known guest presenters working in the various areas of positive human-animal relations.<br /><br />Since arriving her<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1P8XbHbcl6nd7nAMY6jYX8FDSDk-awFVmnD8U5C_L-Kj7CQ3IB_U6jTdTiGc4VbwJPArYgBwlQPcJxtrA7UIiALB3MIz1kjSKb77OmZPTu8BVPJrMwklPln0tbF9TpHNCU3niHuvRS2Qs/s1600-h/B&W6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1P8XbHbcl6nd7nAMY6jYX8FDSDk-awFVmnD8U5C_L-Kj7CQ3IB_U6jTdTiGc4VbwJPArYgBwlQPcJxtrA7UIiALB3MIz1kjSKb77OmZPTu8BVPJrMwklPln0tbF9TpHNCU3niHuvRS2Qs/s200/B&W6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262046786095903362" border="0" /></a>e, Bright and Holy have undergone a transformation of their hooves, and have received hours of body work from several body-workers (from Lake County, New Zealand and Santa Rosa). They have also had their teeth realigned and "floated" by an equine dentist from Santa Rosa. As a result they are walking and running better, eating and digesting better, and feeling healthier in body and temperament. And they have come to experience and enjoy humans in a way they had probably given up hoping for a long time ago... They are now enjoying, in body, mind and psyche, increasing relief from years of ignorance by previous owners...<br /><br />The schedule for 2009's Camel-Horse Retreats will be forthcoming. Check back for dates.<br /><br />Stuart<br /><a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/">Fear-No-More Zoo</a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sacred Camel-Horse Retreat Testimonials:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Fiona Syme: </span>It is strange to try to find the words that best describe the gifts of spending time amongst the integrity of camels and horses because "words" are exactly what you are relieved of experiencing in their company. And yet, one feels surprisingly full and happy... and wordless... and that is the gift -- the gift of being truly content without words....aaaaah!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Susunka Christmann: </span>This was the most delightful and happy thing I have done in a very long time. Being with these extraordinary wide eyed and gentle beings made me remember how to be released into harmony with my environment without the slightest agenda. Doing "nothing" for many hours is doing "something" very important. All of this has a lot to do with egolessness and prior unity of all that arises.<br /><br />Thanks to Stuart's unobtrusive guidance we entered slowly and more and more deeply into the "Sacred Camel Gardens". These retreats are for those who know Adi Da already and for those who don't yet -- a great opportunity to "meet" Him.<br /><br />The breath wide, expanded and as effortless as can be - something that seemed to be helped by the camels - all restlessness gone - everything - nature, humans and non-humans were full with life and contemplation was naturally all around and stayed around for the longest time.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span>Jellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-81538464448309390362008-10-09T20:42:00.000-07:002008-10-09T23:15:57.403-07:00Barack at Four MonthsAs often as possible I spend long hours sitting with the camels; in their spacious paddock they come and go as they wish. Sometimes I'll sit completely alone for hours. At other times they all surround me, each politely hoping for a carrot piece. Sometimes I put my chair right in the middle of their circle of hay and sit among them as up to nine camels feed and move about. Even when they argue over hay piles they respect my space, making sure not to bump me as they move around. It's a little dangerous but I'm careful. It's also useful for getting to know them.<br /><br />This morning, after coming and going a few times, young Barack (4 months old), plodded over to<br />me, sitting there in my plastic chair, and draped her long, lazy, neck over my shoulder. She lifted her front left leg and rested her knee on my lap, sort of perching there. She was, and is, extremely respectful of my space, usually not pushy at all, so I let her do what she wanted.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbcgEwgyenW3ykY6g4Fi3nl0c0GU-kJqigLKPSOWVopvZeGI5QeMrlH8GdlQUdkJTHPPAtlycgLjkc7wF9Bx7REPI73tbvWn3iBqpq9D17y-y-y06DQn5y8WNgkHCOhrgOMkvdnQqgsVkj/s1600-h/Baracksits.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbcgEwgyenW3ykY6g4Fi3nl0c0GU-kJqigLKPSOWVopvZeGI5QeMrlH8GdlQUdkJTHPPAtlycgLjkc7wF9Bx7REPI73tbvWn3iBqpq9D17y-y-y06DQn5y8WNgkHCOhrgOMkvdnQqgsVkj/s200/Baracksits.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255380829598671890" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm5H5xDDgeCq3onYrVxLwsw2m0H4F5jnmxvNpqpJr0iyMAax9hfaerESOTZhgclv8DmR6IqsDj479588jXQC0bdvVBf6C1imq6jsE9r26sykZ7VoEcp6xbzMKE53gdKKzbNDqEJeMOf-Nw/s1600-h/Baracksits3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm5H5xDDgeCq3onYrVxLwsw2m0H4F5jnmxvNpqpJr0iyMAax9hfaerESOTZhgclv8DmR6IqsDj479588jXQC0bdvVBf6C1imq6jsE9r26sykZ7VoEcp6xbzMKE53gdKKzbNDqEJeMOf-Nw/s200/Baracksits3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255381038807226706" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkSpBvIO1mWyGfvDd4HMRbkk3Z6DvCMShU3LvoJb2it6CMrHxl6VYrMVYARSMdmBjg2ip6x39-imZQ2oMZIXnAC93rxQJpyJNa-6-RwTdP3-d5VSavtuBwjFeXIH5GUmPG7AxJDpDmte1U/s1600-h/Baracksits4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkSpBvIO1mWyGfvDd4HMRbkk3Z6DvCMShU3LvoJb2it6CMrHxl6VYrMVYARSMdmBjg2ip6x39-imZQ2oMZIXnAC93rxQJpyJNa-6-RwTdP3-d5VSavtuBwjFeXIH5GUmPG7AxJDpDmte1U/s200/Baracksits4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255381181083188530" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwfp-PJO703jGsOdPuuqo8_svySyrp153iL-lf2Frg8f4jhCJC5i_415qEZHih_oj7E2R_vJcTQ60LRMkHpc9zWdpBdf2TzoHAjrm_49uoEYQZ7ed1qb9ys-BCotTl1N7c_WoYfmW59iaW/s1600-h/Baracksits1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwfp-PJO703jGsOdPuuqo8_svySyrp153iL-lf2Frg8f4jhCJC5i_415qEZHih_oj7E2R_vJcTQ60LRMkHpc9zWdpBdf2TzoHAjrm_49uoEYQZ7ed1qb9ys-BCotTl1N7c_WoYfmW59iaW/s200/Baracksits1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255381927206292834" border="0" /></a>Unable to get into my chair with me she circled around and sat at my feet where she spent the next twenty minutes pulling on my shoe laces until they were completely undone. Then we sat quietly together for about an hour, meditating and randomly touching and acknowledging one another. The herd went about its usual random routine of wandering the pasture, coming and going as we sat...<br /><br />This afternoon I found Barack again and went over and sat with her on the ground. Wrapping my arm around her neck, we sat together, side by side, as the sun softened behind tall trees.<br /><br />When Barack was born it wasn't clear whether she was really coming to stay so a few of us (Ron, Andrea, Shawnee and I) remained with her and her mother for most of the calf's first 48 hours, until she was steady on her feet and suckling confidently. For the first two weeks Barack slept a lot, often with her head on my chest or belly. So we know each other well now and the trust is deep. Working and interacting with her as she matures should be very rewarding and interesting.<br /><br />As Google Mama (Barack's mother) observes my care and relationship with Barack, her trust and respect of me deepens also. To a lesser degree the same process is occurring with the whole herd. I interact closely with everyone in the herd, including the other calves, and Barack's interactions with me communicate deeply to the others.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMAaN8zzlUOA58o7JUhqXl5I222n3Bv8Bf2VVSwUZLka2mFdIbFq_kRZpP_D2yTmYZmNLGR4x4yX76z_lhNbzLbI7mgJT6Dyskqp6STfevUeLMAT-mqeke6FVAEshDtRbfJ0Y3oFOTx1Ke/s1600-h/PeacefulPurni.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMAaN8zzlUOA58o7JUhqXl5I222n3Bv8Bf2VVSwUZLka2mFdIbFq_kRZpP_D2yTmYZmNLGR4x4yX76z_lhNbzLbI7mgJT6Dyskqp6STfevUeLMAT-mqeke6FVAEshDtRbfJ0Y3oFOTx1Ke/s400/PeacefulPurni.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255390859487807650" border="0" /></a>When I'm sitting in the paddock, whether the camels interact with me directly or are far away doing their own thing, the same process of bonding and trust-building is taking place. I'm always surprised at how much goes on between us when we're at opposite ends of the pasture. I can still leave at day's end, feeling deeply connected, and part of the herd, even if they never visited with me, though they usually visit a lot!<br /><br />StuartJellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-62177376594086612742008-09-10T22:58:00.000-07:002008-09-11T22:58:37.610-07:00Camel Herding & Horses<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6AUvd88PtBwtl8tzqngE1QaLLSTq7lRF4Fa9B7Ad6cGBMfHKdlcRgHPZZcmo1n98kxOmK0sYq43xSHxLT9um0HGJn9743ZsITzH1tWmqZAMrhKp9BVFla1BcvIqLXzlkIOJN1ArgUQV5f/s1600-h/Muffin+%26+GSmoothy1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6AUvd88PtBwtl8tzqngE1QaLLSTq7lRF4Fa9B7Ad6cGBMfHKdlcRgHPZZcmo1n98kxOmK0sYq43xSHxLT9um0HGJn9743ZsITzH1tWmqZAMrhKp9BVFla1BcvIqLXzlkIOJN1ArgUQV5f/s200/Muffin+%26+GSmoothy1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244650365431750418" border="0" /></a>Recently, with support from friends, Carmen and Victor, I've essentially made the transition from other duties to being more-or-less full time with the camels and horses. Though still connected to and overall responsible for the rest of things at Fear-No-More Zoo, I'm now much more concentrated in the camel-horse areas.<br /><br />This move is essential for the developments we are effecting here. We wish to develop a form of interaction with the camels and horses that is rooted in an understanding of their culture and who they are as individuals... rather than imposing our otherwise uninformed "human" points of view on them. Spending a lot of time among them is necessary for this to truly occur.<br /><br />Already, with the increased time I'm spending among them, I'm noticing a change, or deepening, in their acceptance of me. Some have also begun testing me in variou<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiySK5wjVDd_8T1sArH3IEQWFUl7JLzqhJYJe4qx8qVb1qN06fthpkmF4VEUWE4hNXW9xY3Do5hL_1G8fD2iq8EnFiZ_3Eb4Xx5PGLrwfQ4o6_ZCVcgR-8u7iztlDcpBrAoeHA1JB5txdJy/s1600-h/Everest.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiySK5wjVDd_8T1sArH3IEQWFUl7JLzqhJYJe4qx8qVb1qN06fthpkmF4VEUWE4hNXW9xY3Do5hL_1G8fD2iq8EnFiZ_3Eb4Xx5PGLrwfQ4o6_ZCVcgR-8u7iztlDcpBrAoeHA1JB5txdJy/s200/Everest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244650518903779714" border="0" /></a>s ways. We already know each other pretty well but are now getting to know each other better. Moving back and forth between camels and horses is interesting too as they are very similar but different.<br /><br />A couple of nights ago, just on dusk, I was standing around with nine of the camels as they ate. Young Barack approached, wanting me to pet her. So I rubbed her all over, firmly and softly. She reached her head back to nuzzle me briefly a few times until I found a spot on her tummy that I began circling gently with my open hand... her lips quivered, her neck stretched, her back gently relaxed and she shuffled her hind legs out behind her until she was almost balancing on toe-tips, and she couldn't get enough of this tummy tickling.<br /><br />After I finishe<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfEZ_PNPDxUfDebvWdpGf6FlJyDmhn8m-r0xi3TFn7HtinREW1uUe8lD9Jda44qpFRyMUhsgqrAchSDssp2N6paC1bYK-hTIy44rFaFQR1xD9Up0qmC8am1cjak_wAJTb7Y4E1LZQ6MKT9/s1600-h/080814_Tilly_7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfEZ_PNPDxUfDebvWdpGf6FlJyDmhn8m-r0xi3TFn7HtinREW1uUe8lD9Jda44qpFRyMUhsgqrAchSDssp2N6paC1bYK-hTIy44rFaFQR1xD9Up0qmC8am1cjak_wAJTb7Y4E1LZQ6MKT9/s200/080814_Tilly_7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244650758445635586" border="0" /></a>d and moved away she was glued to me, following me around everywhere. As I approached her little sister, "No-Two", Barack immediately got between us and sent her sibling away. I like this kind of confidence. She's still young and there is plenty of time to gently shape her as she grows so that this same confidence doesn't become dangerous for me later on.<br /><br />This month, and in October, we're running our first Sacred Camel and Horse retreats. These are practice runs to get us up to speed for running monthly retreats next year, starting in April.<br /><br />Now that I'm out with camel and horse people much more I'll be adding new posts more frequently so please check back from time to time to keep up with developments.<br /><br />StuartJellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-8979138505409103122008-07-10T14:29:00.000-07:002008-07-10T16:38:41.090-07:00Becoming Friends<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu_RDR5rjxUYVgtzqhIk2MZfd_OjDvNLj0LrQXTUguHack5jl04b8vqtoGXyS8_2jniWeMONg_R99LBWAfRJM8ByuVrc1moSDkjxZQNm7BeEOOuCzMFHPpNdRcBooj9WcYxxBp3ShKZZLy/s1600-h/B&W8.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu_RDR5rjxUYVgtzqhIk2MZfd_OjDvNLj0LrQXTUguHack5jl04b8vqtoGXyS8_2jniWeMONg_R99LBWAfRJM8ByuVrc1moSDkjxZQNm7BeEOOuCzMFHPpNdRcBooj9WcYxxBp3ShKZZLy/s320/B&W8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221503674545819970" border="0" /></a>This morning I was in a funk. I fed the horses a little sweet-mix with supplements and trudged across the field to fill their water trough. On my way back to the gate the pair approached.<br /><br />I was surrounded. They asked me to pet them. There was little talk. I concentrated first on the black gelding, "Bright", then the white mare, "Holy". They kept putting my face between their two big heads... stroking cheeks and necks, warm breath blowing in my ears.<br /><br />Together they were softening, returning me to feeling, re-energized, relaxed. I still had to check on the camels. Walking down the paddock, grateful that the horses bothered to connect and make their point... which is simply to feel, relax, release and feel... I was very happy we were able to rescue at least these two feeling, intelligent, beings from slaughter by horse industry "cleaners"...<br /><br />StuartJellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-14810784855358579562008-07-08T21:23:00.000-07:002008-07-10T16:41:46.250-07:00Bathing the Girls<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVS8YmSJMDc3WGEUfHOKNvSeA5kjcGZ_8vQyekCy7N3jAmy09MCBQfX7kI1FsWcnrOQ7NY2-WM70Cbh3XRMORiqE3vgLNMbCcQO0dB2kVI1BtTYTBfeSzCgLpKIa_YFEi9RJIxG7gpr1PM/s1600-h/4-31-UnderOak.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVS8YmSJMDc3WGEUfHOKNvSeA5kjcGZ_8vQyekCy7N3jAmy09MCBQfX7kI1FsWcnrOQ7NY2-WM70Cbh3XRMORiqE3vgLNMbCcQO0dB2kVI1BtTYTBfeSzCgLpKIa_YFEi9RJIxG7gpr1PM/s320/4-31-UnderOak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220870376624358882" border="0" /></a>In hot weather the girls piss down the inside of their hind legs a lot. It may serve to cool them as the urine evaporates. In the dry hot weather a few days of pissing can start to get a bit hard on the nose, at least for some.<br /><br />So every few days I halter the girls one at a time and lead them to a tie post near the hose. I make it fun and pleasant and throughout the bathing they get random carrot bits. After washing we go together for a short, happy, walk then the halter comes off, and in goes another carrot. Then it's the next girl's turn.<br /><br />I don't force anyone, just going with those who are willing. Luckily they are also the ones who need it most! The other girls watch, and one by one they are getting interested. Observing how much fun it is, how many carrots get served and how fresh and relaxed the washed ones feel... I think its starting to look like not such a bad idea to the older girls, and the guys too.<br /><br />HiHo, our resident "monkey", a young bull with enough personality for two camels, often comes over and sits by the "camel wash"... sitting to the side, hoping a carrot will come his way just for looking cute and, occasionally, low and behold, a carrot does somehow end up in his mouth...!<br /><br />StuartJellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-9421860637892704812008-07-06T21:25:00.000-07:002008-07-06T21:31:15.244-07:00Fear-No-More World WALKS<span style="font-size:85%;">For the "Vision of Fear-No-More", "Fear-No-More Zoo" & the "Sacred Camel-Horse Gardens"...</span> <a href="http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/">World Walk BLOG</a>Jellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-26115276158080611912008-07-04T14:25:00.000-07:002008-07-04T14:53:59.820-07:00Two Horses Join UsFor half a dozen months now I've been considering bringing some horses into our developing camelid "program". I want to begin working the camels and horses together eventually. We also love horses, just as much as camels...<br /><br />Somehow, recently, we ended up helping in the rescue of two handsome thoroughbreds, Holy and Bright. Holy was on her way to a slaughter house in Mexico I believe, and Bright was going to be euthanized by her teenage rider's parents with the intent of teaching their daughter a lesson!! Both horses gracefully emerged from those situations to arrive, last week, at our sanctuary, never to be hit or forced or threatened again... now to live their lives here happy as horses, only to be ridden at <span style="font-weight: bold;">their</span> pleasure, not ours.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFO52d8Kge0Z-i1bM80fJyW_foC58_1Sx9S8KGmCTDUlb_rKFG1gL4dZ4NwGNSv8XML1sTAXtrYgscH0cvKBSyOPbQg_MiETe1hhdtWgqd1Qtsi5InmMwKmyJnjrk793iLt7acwJeKfJVl/s1600-h/B&W9.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFO52d8Kge0Z-i1bM80fJyW_foC58_1Sx9S8KGmCTDUlb_rKFG1gL4dZ4NwGNSv8XML1sTAXtrYgscH0cvKBSyOPbQg_MiETe1hhdtWgqd1Qtsi5InmMwKmyJnjrk793iLt7acwJeKfJVl/s200/B&W9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219278194796431106" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZzLrFUl9ZIK1yjWG8ZpfbQwvlJc_UjS8B2TfM7hYIJknu1sQTGbqto7UCKnQFSZ5b18HH7K3EhC8uir5cXRyvVdMn3EkG7PIvoZvTHJgvPATt1NP9f1izE-KaokegNz6yf5lqMXJ1kYR9/s1600-h/White+Mare.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZzLrFUl9ZIK1yjWG8ZpfbQwvlJc_UjS8B2TfM7hYIJknu1sQTGbqto7UCKnQFSZ5b18HH7K3EhC8uir5cXRyvVdMn3EkG7PIvoZvTHJgvPATt1NP9f1izE-KaokegNz6yf5lqMXJ1kYR9/s200/White+Mare.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219277999053304514" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />They haven't met the camels yet. That should be interesting. The camels will most likely just stand and stare back. The horses will probably explode at their first camel sighting. Its quite a site. But they quickly work things out.<br /><br />Our program here will eventually have half a dozen horses and 20 or so camels.<br /><br />Our training of both will draw predominantly from <a href="http://www.carolynresnickblog.com/">Carolyn Resnick's "Seven Waterhole Rituals"</a>, from the animals themselves and from Adi Da Samraj's spiritual wisdom with regard to animals.<br /><br />Stuart<br /><a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/">FNMZ</a>Jellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-33295274110195351912008-06-04T18:27:00.000-07:002008-06-04T19:58:26.339-07:00Herd Moments...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEPyFpXnfJW1_kCtNdoSSSUIgEuC6EVy3YLwWZNE-TFenARaYhSNFlRKk-Mw820ABOiXHMvjI4Wxn4Fk0921m2szrhZA9Mt8XgpNp0bszdYHqR-dDhPjAgHejKIBGOBtyYPvSOMTMe8KvS/s1600-h/080213_Google-Purni_2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEPyFpXnfJW1_kCtNdoSSSUIgEuC6EVy3YLwWZNE-TFenARaYhSNFlRKk-Mw820ABOiXHMvjI4Wxn4Fk0921m2szrhZA9Mt8XgpNp0bszdYHqR-dDhPjAgHejKIBGOBtyYPvSOMTMe8KvS/s320/080213_Google-Purni_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208205513154242002" border="0" /></a>After a leisurely breakfast of fresh hay, and cool shade under tall oaks, the camels meander off to graze and browse in small groups, or sometimes alone, coming and going as inclined and attracted.<br /><br />Peaceful Baba heads off along the fence-line to where the watering hose runs under the wire and out into the lower paddock. Sitting down, he uses his mouth to retrieve the entire length of hose, foot by foot, dragging all of it back up onto his "lap", hoping the open end will be running with cool, fresh, bubbling water. Sometimes it is, this time not. And he sits there quietly, on the grass under the sun.<br /><br />HiHo, eyes flickering with mischief and anticipation, bumbles over to the ranch truck to test the air pressure on all four tires!<br /><br />The older Google <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiur04JJ8Gna_fEZ_ALMaf8CZPyDz_bo6KTujw9J3fbyEhiw6eQxg3p3wgc8xhSlEWb0onsMlBnZ6ShKPVu9dsjoJT6t_SXQXpLhCcqf6V9whHVwgiNFDjvZkAVldFAs9E_gTEHJ0iRDBmg/s1600-h/Camels+1++2097.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiur04JJ8Gna_fEZ_ALMaf8CZPyDz_bo6KTujw9J3fbyEhiw6eQxg3p3wgc8xhSlEWb0onsMlBnZ6ShKPVu9dsjoJT6t_SXQXpLhCcqf6V9whHVwgiNFDjvZkAVldFAs9E_gTEHJ0iRDBmg/s320/Camels+1++2097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208205746193096306" border="0" /></a>Mama, herd matriarch, draws her calf away to a nearby tree where they sit together quietly. One of the other calves bounces over to Google and Barack, wanting to join their repose or to draw Barack into a game. The often accommodating Google Mama doesn't care for this distraction and deftly sends the young calf away, clearly wanting to spend some quiet time with her baby, apart from the herd. A few more times the frisky young calf, Green Smoothy, bounds back to the tree, pestering Barack and her mother, each time finding herself sent away.<br /><br />Eventually alone Google Mama and her two month old calf, Barack, sit side-by-side, silent and motionless, gazing out across the pasture, immersed deeply in the "feeling of being". Both mother and daughter are intensely steady, deep and serious camels.<br /><br />StuartJellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-75326218970659427332008-06-04T16:13:00.000-07:002008-07-05T12:35:30.967-07:00"Nothing" is close...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPFOZm7T1QAtGrI4Lqq4me9scU-XX_WPZkFWFy9aP1ZiIvgwUgeWIW5n-IfwxP5JIez9TsaJwfRIH5DA1r_csboQulPs1JXuLtYaOWaPxW7JqW0h4WkNV5B4DmgLaw5qybatCpsEG4DWLh/s1600-h/CamelFeetStu.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPFOZm7T1QAtGrI4Lqq4me9scU-XX_WPZkFWFy9aP1ZiIvgwUgeWIW5n-IfwxP5JIez9TsaJwfRIH5DA1r_csboQulPs1JXuLtYaOWaPxW7JqW0h4WkNV5B4DmgLaw5qybatCpsEG4DWLh/s320/CamelFeetStu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208169279380577874" border="0" /></a>Gradually as I find my way in the training of these camels, I'm realizing that the best way forward with them is, largely, to do "nothing" -- just being with them. More and more when asked, "What do you do with these camels?" I find myself replying, "Nothing."<br /><br />"Nothing" is not quite true, but it's close.<br /><br />As old points of view, ideas, agendas and techniques erode, simply from being around the camels, my approach to them becomes more one of trust, respect, mystery, feeling and patience. This is them teaching me, showing me... And with this I find the camels entering into relationship with me much more readily. Interactions take on more of a flowing quality, where each camel in turn comes and goes within the herd to visit with me, and me with them. The more I manage to let go of wanting to control this process the more I find myself drawn in by them. When they are given the space to choose to do something with me, if they choose it happily, willingly, rather than feeling "trained", or conjured, into it, then the thing they just learned, or chose to do, be it wearing a halter, lifting a leg, sitting, lead walking, need never be learned again. Because they trusted my invitation, and because they chose it, they don't forget it, and it seems not to need further re-enforcement.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWNs-mmwW4simjlgtldwYmxMxyMDb1o3_YDIrnBBTFo6q2FzXZojx-HglYAK3iT3OrkRD35NXbJNTPQmr5rB0E1O7L340OkfsDUpGRB6YDtvZYf8pZnMOgrH9GBjmHevo2UoHB6UJSTXdc/s1600-h/GoogleMuffin.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWNs-mmwW4simjlgtldwYmxMxyMDb1o3_YDIrnBBTFo6q2FzXZojx-HglYAK3iT3OrkRD35NXbJNTPQmr5rB0E1O7L340OkfsDUpGRB6YDtvZYf8pZnMOgrH9GBjmHevo2UoHB6UJSTXdc/s200/GoogleMuffin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208169657967066514" border="0" /></a><br />The less goal oriented and intentional my approach, the more the "results", if I want to call them that, become better and surer...<br /><br />I see little signs of this every day, and we never go backwards -- unless I revert to what my teachers taught me back in school.<br /><br />StuartJellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097838228339855335.post-72673716314355075902008-06-04T15:54:00.000-07:002008-06-04T19:43:04.484-07:00Becoming Untrained<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjny4v_2h1evUSAnt8dMz4W9YBItUFj3FYwtgPuRMSyZcTSZ13Mn1CQQx-HR0j772G9WXcmH7PVmLrdtdTiR72_-7HVn6vxu0scLq_GdwJcczhqEN-Z0FifjeUMs9XyoBrlqkoZb59bqPkG/s1600-h/080402_BabyCamel_6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjny4v_2h1evUSAnt8dMz4W9YBItUFj3FYwtgPuRMSyZcTSZ13Mn1CQQx-HR0j772G9WXcmH7PVmLrdtdTiR72_-7HVn6vxu0scLq_GdwJcczhqEN-Z0FifjeUMs9XyoBrlqkoZb59bqPkG/s320/080402_BabyCamel_6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208164252459545138" border="0" /></a>When the now two month old calf, Barack, was in her first week or so she did a lot of sleeping, as new babies love to do. And in those moments I took to napping or lying with her. Sometimes I fell fast asleep too. Through sleeping together Barack and I formed a bond of trust that has made everything else we do together a secondary matter. If I stay true to this bond there may be very little she will be unwilling to do with me in the future -- and also, I think, requiring very minimal "training".<br /><br />The lesson of Barack so far has been one of my <span style="font-weight: bold;">"untraining"</span>... becoming untrained through the force of relationship -- a great relief !<br /><br />StuartJellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04243981530672137696noreply@blogger.com0