HorsetoHuman- HtoH

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Every Tuesday afternoon, we welcome a group of 4–7 neurodiverse and differently-abled children from Deepam School for se...
22/04/2025

Every Tuesday afternoon, we welcome a group of 4–7 neurodiverse and differently-abled children from Deepam School for sessions of experiential learning with our horses.

We begin with what’s familiar—greetings, grooming, tuning in to the moment, and to being gentle. Then we feel into what the kids are up for that day:
🌀 An obstacle course?
🌿 A walk to the grassy patch, counting steps and matching the rhythm of pony hooves?
💦 In summer, the clear favourite—showering the ponies (and sometimes ourselves) with the hose-pipe.

Some days are full of focus and goal-oriented flow. On other days, soft, undemanding time is what makes the most sense.

Every session is different—and that’s what keeps it fun and alive for everyone, horses included.

Show up on any given Tuesday and you might find calm composure… or absolute chaos. But always, always, there’s learning. And usually a whole lot of laughing.

If you'd like to support this work—through sponsoring a horse, to help care for our herd and in turn support activities like Deepam Tuesdays—please reach out.

They’re each unique. They each matter. And they each need someone to stand by them.This is your chance to connect.To cho...
18/04/2025

They’re each unique. They each matter. And they each need someone to stand by them.

This is your chance to connect.
To choose a horse who speaks to your heart.
To become a sponsor and walk alongside them in care, nourishment, and love.

Ready to meet them?

Swipe through, fall in love, and find your kindred spirit in the HorsetoHuman tribe.

12 is a very significant number for me.I was 12 years old on the 12th of August, 2007.In numerology, 12 represents compl...
16/04/2025

12 is a very significant number for me.

I was 12 years old on the 12th of August, 2007.
In numerology, 12 represents completion. Wholeness.
That 12th of August redetermined everything about me and my life.

Before that, I was a child learning to ride—like in traditional riding schools. Saddles. Bits. Telling the horse what I wanted from it.
Doing things on my terms.
I’m deeply ashamed now when I think back.

That day was humid. The sun was toasty.
My mare Flèche (Arrow) and I went on a ride out.
She was sweet. But she carried a lot of trauma.
Discarded as a foal. A twin. A racehorse that wasn’t fast enough.
My dad brought her and her brother home when I was 6.
6 years later, I thought I was in control.

When we returned, the air was sticky.
The birds were oddly quiet.
I passed my arm between Flèche and the reins to undo the saddle girth.

Then the sky grumbled. Thunder.
A kingfisher swooped past her face.
She bolted. Flight mode.
I was still attached. Arm in the reins.

I don’t remember the exact moment it happened—
Only that time slowed. Then sped up.
I hit the ground. I stood up.
Felt something warm. Wet. Wrong.
Raised my hand to my face and found…
What felt like fruit compote. Jam.
But it wasn’t jam. It was me.

I screamed, but it barely sounded human.
Kripa—my half-sister—heard me.
The look on her face told me what I didn’t want to know.

After they cleaned me up, they called my parents.
Their faces said it all:
My life would never be the same again.
And it wasn’t.

70 stitches.
5 hours of reconstructive facial surgery—
all done under local anaesthetic.
(All at age 12.
Because even then, I knew I wanted to recover at home.
Not in the hospital.)

12 pills a day for weeks.
2 years on a liquid diet.
Over 100 X-rays.
16+ procedures & surgeries (and more to come).
1 failed implant surgery.
Years of waking up in pain. Living in pain. Crying myself to sleep.

I am grateful for doctors and nurses, for without them I wouldn't be (almost) whole today.

And that’s where this part ends.

Would you like to hear the rest of the story?
Comment below, and I’ll share the continuation next!

In just 14 days, I’ll be turning 30 — and instead of wishing for anything material, I’m wishing for something deeply mea...
12/04/2025

In just 14 days, I’ll be turning 30 — and instead of wishing for anything material, I’m wishing for something deeply meaningful:

To find a sponsor for each member of our HorsetoHuman (HtoH) herd.
Flame, Nounours, Chouchou, Zoey, Pebbles, Monsoon, Banana, and Kleo.

These horses and ponies aren’t just animals — they are my four-legged family. Watching them bloom into co-facilitators in healing work, witnessing how they choose to engage, communicate, and explore their own voice — it’s been some of the most profound “conversations” I’ve ever had. Spoken in silence, felt with the heart.

They’ve held space for children with special needs, adults journeying through deep emotional landscapes, and so many souls who didn’t even know they needed to be met with compassion — until they were.

Sharing the joy and wisdom of horses, supporting them in finding and expressing their truth, and holding space for others through them — this feels like my life’s calling.
It’s also what brings me to the edge of madness at times (finances, injuries, cyclones!!), but somehow, always brings me back to the most real place I know: the here and now.

So for my 30th, my wish is simple: to share the deep fulfilment of caring for them, and to empower both the present and future of our herd.

If you’ve been to HorsetoHuman, you already know how much of my heart lives in this work. Nothing would make me happier in this new chapter (30!!! Can you believe it?) than knowing my four-legged soulmates have the stability and support they need to keep doing what they do best: being the beautiful souls they are.

Since January, we've been busy overcoming challenges and planning for a brighter future at HorsetoHuman!✨ Thanks to our ...
18/02/2025

Since January, we've been busy overcoming challenges and planning for a brighter future at HorsetoHuman!

✨ Thanks to our guardian angels at AVI USA and the matching funds campaign, we were able to cover some pressing debts—including horse feed and a pre-cyclone tree removal bill. (Note: Post-cyclone expenses are still pending.) Unfortunately, our donation has been fully spent and wild pigs have even broken in, damaging part of our feed stockpile. We’re working hard to rebuild!

🐴 Kleo’s recovery is going well (fingers crossed on the pregnancy news!) and we’ve been busy repairing our fencing and transplanting new saplings, so we can enjoy some shade in the coming years.

🌱 We’ve also launched a small hoof-shaped (key-hole) permaculture garden for all the kids that pass through HtoH! It’s a hands-on way for them to learn about sustainable living—from feeding our horses healthy food to composting their “gold” (aka horse manure) and growing organic produce for our community.

🔧 On the practical side, we’re addressing skin issues caused by the swales of flies that were brought cyclone and high humidity. Ee’ve upgraded our feed stock room with a stronger bottom panel and sealed all the window and roof gaps to keep out unwanted guests like rats and pigs.

👫 Our community programs continue to thrive! We’re running sessions for Deepam Kids, Auroville Kids, and even opening an extra slot for beginner AV Kids. Plus, every week we facilitate a session for a neurodivergent child who might not otherwise have access to our support.

Thank you for being a part of our journey and for all your support. Every little bit helps us care for our horses and our community.

Time is ticking! Just 3 days left to double your impact through our matching funds campaign. Every donation counts twice...
27/12/2024

Time is ticking! Just 3 days left to double your impact through our matching funds campaign. Every donation counts twice as much! Let’s make it happen together 🐴✨

Wishing all who celebrate a very merry christmas!
25/12/2024

Wishing all who celebrate a very merry christmas!

Help us meet our fundraising goals to continue offering a safe space for children and adults from Auroville and the bior...
18/12/2024

Help us meet our fundraising goals to continue offering a safe space for children and adults from Auroville and the bioregion to explore Equine-Facilitated Activities and experience the healing power of horses!

This year has had its challenges, but it has also brought incredible accomplishments. In addition to those mentioned in the slides above:

Every Friday, we dedicate an afternoon to the children of Auroville, aged 3–7, creating moments of joy, empowerment, and connection.

Kleo, our beautiful mare who arrived underweight, fearful, and overlooked, has made an extraordinary recovery. Her gentle spirit, especially with small children, is a daily reminder of why this work matters. She’s blossoming into a therapy horse, showing us the healing power of trust and love.

But to continue this work, we need your help.

Critical care for our horses, like dental work and farrier services, is overdue. We also dream of expanding our programs to reach more people in need of the healing connection our horses can provide.

This is where you come in. Every donation helps, and thanks to AVI USA’s matching funds campaign, your gift will have twice the impact.

Together, we can continue creating transformative experiences and growing the HorsetoHuman community. Let’s make it happen!

✨ Rethinking Diwali: Welcome Light, Not Fear ✨We see firsthand the effects of stress and fear in animals. Does this real...
08/11/2024

✨ Rethinking Diwali: Welcome Light, Not Fear ✨

We see firsthand the effects of stress and fear in animals. Does this reality make you ask: is our joy worth their distress? It certainly does for me.

Imagine being an animal during Diwali—a prey animal, perhaps, or even a predator with far more sensitive ears than ours. How would you react? Would it feel like joy, or something else? The deafening blasts of fireworks don’t just startle; they terrify. For stray animals without a safe space, the night becomes one of survival: frantic running, hiding, mothers separated from their young. And those are the fortunate ones. During our 'celebrations,' injuries are far too common.

Even for our beloved pets, who are in spaces they consider safe and home, Diwali is a terrifying ordeal. The sudden booms and crackles that shatter the night cause most pets to cower, shake, or hide for hours.

Wild animals, too, suffer from disorientation and panic, disrupting their ecosystems and leaving long-lasting effects.

Ask yourself: if I were in their place, would Diwali feel like a celebration? Or would it be the worst day of my life?

Beyond the noise, there's the smoke, chemicals, and debris that pollute the air, harming both human and animal health. These pollutants lead to serious health issues and lasting environmental damage.

What’s the alternative? This year, we embraced a Bubble Diwali—a celebration filled with light, color, and gentle pops. Bubbles create moments of joy without harm, adding playful beauty to Diwali without the trauma, pain, or health consequences.

Now, will you join us in celebrating a Bubble Diwali next year? 🌈🫧

Happy, my Happster, the gentlest of giants. The emptiness born from your absence aches—it breaks me a little more each t...
30/10/2024

Happy, my Happster, the gentlest of giants.

The emptiness born from your absence aches—it breaks me a little more each time I think of it. The water trough stands dry, the fish undisturbed, and instinctively, I find myself searching for you with my eyes. Then it hits me—the memory of that day, the one on which you chose to be spirited away. Perhaps it’s naive, or perhaps it’s simply acceptance, but I know it was your time. Despite our best efforts, the angels called you home, lifting you from your painfully broken body and away from us—your family, your herd, your friends.

The depth of how much I miss you feels boundless, leaving me hollow. I miss your beautiful, long face, your velvety nose, the warmth of your breath on my cheek. Most of all, I miss your deep, soulful eyes—like molten gold, overflowing with love. Those eyes, which had seen unthinkable things, still shone brightly, unwavering and unbroken, filled with an endless well of unconditional love.

For your first six years, humans failed you, tried to break your spirit. But you were stronger, kinder, and held more humanity than most. I’m grateful to have been your person, to have loved you unconditionally, and even more grateful to have been loved by you in return. I’m sorry I couldn’t do more; I’m sorry I wasn’t there. Not being able to hold you close one last time will haunt me forever. I wish I hadn’t been thousands of kilometers away that day. But I also know that being by your side wouldn’t have changed the outcome. It was your time, and as painful as it is to say, it doesn’t make it any less true.

I will never forget you, Happy. I will carry you in my heart and soul, in everything I do, always. I miss you, and it hits hard—like an unexpected wave rising from a still ocean. I look up at it, frozen. I can’t run, I can’t hide. It hurts to see, but I can’t look away. It hits me, years fall, the emptiness inside echoes, I take a breath, and brace for the next wave.

Kleo, 2 months ago, we welcomed you home!
12/10/2024

Kleo, 2 months ago, we welcomed you home!

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