Everyone knows that a horseshoe is considered a talisman, bringing good luck, prosperity, wealth, love, and health to the home. It's also considered a family amulet against all sorts of evil. But why is there still no consensus on the proper placement of a horseshoe in the home? Because a horseshoe is a universal talisman. And there's a whole “science” to mastering this amazing object.
A big thank you to the Chinese Blue Wooden Horse – finally, there's a reason to remember our Russian horses, our workers and helpers. To remember and say kind words about them. Without them, peasant Russia would not have survived. Without them, fighting the Great Patriotic War would have been a hundred times harder. Eternal glory to our Russian horses!
May our horse breeders cherish and pamper their pets even more. May car drivers, bikers, and motorcyclists alike praise the “horses” under their hoods. A big thank you from me personally to the unknown horse – not long ago, I found a genuine forged horseshoe with a brand from the 19th century.
What happiness!.. I didn't buy it, didn't beg it from the village blacksmith, didn't steal it on a rainy night, didn't profit from barter, but found it. Classically, I found it in the ground. I worked hard (digging potatoes, harvesting the crop) and found it. I found my happiness.
I tidied up the horseshoe: cleaned it, washed it, and removed any loose rust. I turned it over and over in my hands, then finished it off with a drybrush technique, imitating gilding in some places. And I transformed the remaining rust into the gray of time. Wow, what a beautiful horseshoe!
Now the challenge is to find a place for it in the house. And position it correctly. But how?
What seemed like a simple task at first glance has turned into a real challenge – advice on how to properly use this talisman is endless. And everyone has their own approach.
The horrific story of a Somerset farmer and his diseased cattle is enough to make you want to hang your horseshoe upside down.
A certain “Book of the Hidden Tree of Life” doesn't offer any clear explanation: “The Bright Chalice, where Happiness dwells, the Abode of Good, the Sign of Protection. If you want to save your home, hang it over the door; if you want to find a family, over the hearth; if you want a child, over the spouses' bed. Every deed will be beneficial if it contains no evil. And if someone intends harm, the Sign of Happiness will protect them.”
A seasoned healer practically whispered to me: “A horseshoe with its horns pointing upward represents an ever-flowing cup that will attract prosperity into the home. If you hang the horseshoe with its horns pointing downward, all the negative energy brought into your home will concentrate on it and flow downward, to the earth, underground.”
Pseudo-scientists expertly state: “The popularity of this talisman is easily explained. Any metal object absorbs negative energy and creates positive energy. So, feel free to wear gold or silver horseshoe-shaped brooches, pendants, and necklaces. They will protect you. As for the horseshoe itself, know this:
If you place a horseshoe on the inside of a door or above it, it will balance the energy of the room;
A horseshoe placed at the head of your bed will make your family happy;
If you bury a horseshoe near the north-eastern wall of a house, then the house will be overwhelmed by helpers from outside;
If on the first day of the full moon you leave a horseshoe under the moonlight overnight, then the very next day wealth will flow into your home;
A horseshoe in a car protects the driver from accidents and car breakdowns…”
I didn't bother to find out what the situation with horseshoes was in other countries. I turned straight to the dictionary. It explained it clearly: “A talisman is an object that, according to superstitious beliefs, brings happiness and good luck. It also serves as a talisman.”
That's right, superstitious… I felt sad. A little hurt – after all, I was so happy about the find. I was in a good mood, fixing up the horseshoe. I gave it a kind of modding treatment. And then – bam! Superstition, it turns out.
I didn't have long to be sad. For some reason, I remembered how hard I worked digging potatoes. I didn't slack off at all. I was genuinely pleased with myself. And the horseshoe turned up just as I was finishing up. It felt like a solemn moment of completion.
Thinking back, I instantly brightened up. No, my horseshoe wasn't a superstitious notion, but a very concrete memory of a good day's work. I suppose horseshoes aren't just lost—the fastenings must have worn out from work. What wonderful cause-and-effect relationships!
Now, when I look at my talisman, I remember the good and think about the good. And this is the key to prosperity in the home and harmony in the family. Having placed the horseshoe in the house is simply beautiful. In my opinion, of course.
