Channeling Isn’t Just for the “Woo”: What Horses Taught Me About Listening Deeply

The Truth About Channeling (And Why I Hesitated to Say It)

For the longest time, I tiptoed around a truth that was pounding softly in my chest:

I am channeling.

There—I said it.

Not in a crystal-ball kind of way. Not in a trance with incense swirling and cosmic languages pouring through (though no shade if that’s your jam). I’m talking about real, grounded, soul-to-soul communication. The kind that happens in the stillness between heartbeats. The kind that comes when I’m standing beside a horse, and suddenly—without fanfare—a message rises like mist off morning grass.

But for years, I didn’t want to say it out loud.

Why? Because “channeling” sounded too woo-woo, too out-there. And I didn’t want to be dismissed as the woman who talks to horses and claims they talk back. (Even though they do.)

But the truth is this: I channel messages from horses, and they are profound, healing, sometimes surprising, and always deeply relevant to the person standing with them. Sometimes I pause, close my eyes, and listen. Sometimes the words come pouring through before I even ask.

It’s not just intuition. It’s not just observation.

It’s a felt connection to something beyond the thinking mind.

And here’s the beautiful part: we are all capable of this.

Channeling isn’t reserved for those speaking with Lemurians or the Galactic Council (though, again—respect if you do!). You don’t need to claim a title or wear white robes. You just need to pause. Breathe. Listen.

You can channel your higher self, your soul, your inner child, your ancestors, your pets, your dying loved ones, and yes—a herd of horses standing silently beside you.

When I channel, I’m not “becoming someone else.” I’m becoming more of myself.

I’m tuning in to a frequency that is always there, just beneath the surface of doing and thinking. It’s where presence meets perception. And when I’m there, something beautiful happens:

The horses speak.

Not in words—but in messages.

And those messages… they know exactly what the client needs to hear.

Sometimes it’s an image.

Sometimes it’s a phrase.

Sometimes it’s a knowing so deep it bypasses language altogether.

And so, I no longer hesitate.

I am a channel.

A channel for horse wisdom.

A channel for truth that flows from the soul, from the land, from the invisible web that connects us all.

If this resonates with you—if you’ve ever “just known” something or felt a nudge from your dog, or heard a whisper from your own heart in a moment of stillness—then guess what?

You’re a channel too.

Love, Light & Blessings

Frannie & The Balance With Hooves Herd