Sacred Spirit Sanctuaries

"I didn’t want another horse yet. I was still too sad after losing my first mustang Hoonah. But the ad in the local paper made me seek out him out. It said he was “big” and “unusual” and these two descriptions appealed to me but could be a red flag for the wrong person...

 This past winter brought so much rain and snow which made everyone happy. The new pond excavation filled with water overnight and was cause for much excitement! No one seemed to care how cold it was, when a bath is waiting it's best to hop right in... 

Watching t...

It wasn't easy but it was meant to be...

"Barbie" is a beautiful wild palomino mare, she got her name because of her flawless blonde appearance. Barbie was born and lived the first years of her life in Northern California on the public lands wild horse area known as Tw...

Ladybug was the catalyst for what we now call the "freedom project"...

From the day I first saw her on dreamhorse.com I was taken by her perfection, her powerful yet tender presence. This was in May of 2006.

Silver Gal Shea...

aka Ladybug influenced me to take a closer lo...

Story submitted by Kathy Gregg

ACE belongs only to himself ... as it should be and always will be.  

I have never in my life "met" anyone with so much presence as ACE. I don't think I have ever experienced "anyone" with so much charisma and yet gentleness in his eyes ......

We could say this entire project started with this one photo of a small, innocent, beautiful face...

Finding horses in the wild to photograph and observe in order to better understand the real needs of our backyard friends was the research project at hand. While studyi...

Rosie the mule was looking for a loving home to live out her senior years.

She had been used for packing in the mountains all her life. And although still going strong, at 35 years old and blind in one eye, it was time to retire. 

We were only too happy to...

"A long red road travels down his back from his mane to the top of his tail and every time I run my hand along it, I see the old ones walking and weaving through the monuments where the summer sun shines hot and long, and where the bones of the others before him have f...

Dear Santa-

I am an old wild stallion. I am told that I am one of the last Twin Peaks stallions. I have had a wonderful life as Mother Nature planned for me from the very day I was born. I lived the first 22 years free and wild and learned from my sire and dam and sibli...