Mia Mattsson Mercer

Children and Animal Warrior

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Sparkle of Love or Thunder of Anger

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We all yell sometimes! It can be for many different reasons. Some maybe doesn’t think it has a bad affect, they are only releasing some steam.

No one likes to be yelled at. No one!

Most important, No children should have to start their mornings by being yelled at. Going to school feeling miserable, stomach ache, nervous not getting to the bathroom on time.

No other children on the school yard understands why the sadness, or frustration in the kids face. They didn’t hear him being yelled at in the car, before being dropped off by school.

The child’s inner voice feeling rejected, worthless, hurt, stupid.

The teacher doesn’t know what’s going on. Maybe the child will be labeled for something that’s not accurate. Lazy, dreamer, trouble maker, meaner!

How would we feel if our boss or neighbor yelled at us? How would we go through our day?

What would your inner voice tell you?

If and when we lose it, apologize and talk about it to the child. Admit that you acted wrongly. Talk about a solution calmly and invite your child to come up with a solution too.

Don’t forget that hug, and eye contact.

Eyes never lies.

Sparkle love to your own heart, breath, and sparkle double extra to your child’s heart(s)

That’s Amore!

Transformation

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I love working with Animals. I have been privileged to do so since 20 years ago or is it more?

To rescue you an Animals is also being rescued yourself. The animals keep reminding you to stay focused on one main thing and the rest will follow. Trust in life and to become well again. Stop eating, however drink water, meditate and sick help also from someone with knowledge and experience and passion.

This is GummiBear that came to me and AWL 2 1/2 month ago. He was thin, heart problem, Cushing, low on iron.

In the moment with feelings like trust and love, you are already on the right way!

For more info about my and awl work, visit our website, http://www.animalswithoutlimits.com

That’s Amore!

Max Started School

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What a big day! Max went back to school and this time American Elementary School.

He started out in Italian Kindergarten, then German Kindergarten and Pree School. He loved his friends and his teacher.

Then he stared German first class together with second class. Now everything went down hill. Several mean children started to hit Max, bully and put garlic sausage all over his back pack.

Spitting and chasing. Red bruises after being hit several times. I tried to talk to the teacher, but it was to no help. Principal was never there.

And how easy was it to bring forward my concern in a language I didn’t speak! Other side, maybe that was a blessing since I think I would have said many things I would have regretted.

Several different opinions but mostly, “hit back!” Or “spit back” how if none of them were in my way of thinking.

Well the teacher did not support and even she started to be unfair. Max had a hard time writing and reading German. She took his paper and made it into a paper all and threw it away with angry words! Max cried!

The class laughed.

That day did Max stop reading. He started to hit his head with his fist crying saying, “I am stupid!”

I pulled him out of school! Homeschooling was on my Agenda!

The reaction was mixed from silent to “I could never do that, I love my free time!”

“You will isolate him! Children need friends and socialization!”

It was a frustrating time between having a son that didn’t want to live anymore to many people saying I did wrong!

We homeschooled for 1 1/2 and it has been fun and tough catching up with English and 1-2 class. His confidence was the hardest! His wounded young heart! But we did it!!

I am going to write on my link about homeschooling as I promised quiet some time ago. I have met wonderful co op moms and teachers (and I became one myself)

It was worth “my” time!

Max started American 3 grade and the teachers, children are amazing.

The school has as a goal to have zero tolerance for bullying, talking back, talking down to yourself. Amazing projects and subjects. He got German and Spanish classes on His schedule.

Max, mostly I am proud over YOU!

I love you!

Hästens SkyddsÄngel visade mig vägen

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Foto Per Johansson.

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”Vem är det som är ansvarig för den gula hästen som står på baksidan?”, ropade jag till människorna som stod ute på stallplanet. Barnen och jag befann oss åter igen nere i södra Italien för att arbeta med de hemlösa hundarna.

Vi hälsade på ridskolan som vi känt till sedan vi bodde där nere 2008. Plötsligt strömmande en slags stöt av sorg emot mig. Det kändes som att någon drog mig till där känslan befann sig. Jag gick runt stallbyggnaden och såg att det fanns flera hästboxar där. Ett svagt vibrerande ljus lyste vid en liten öppning. ”Hallå, är du ok?”, viskade jag. Den stora gula hästen vände sig om. Han grät! En stark trötthet strålade mot mig.
”Jag lovar att hjälpa dig!”

Genast var det som om jag stod utanför mig själv och såg på medan ljuset agerade. Ut ur min mun flög orden; ”Jag köper hästen!”

Mina barn tjoade glatt, men jag insåg att jag inte kunde få in hästen i bilens baksäte. Vad hade jag gjort? Och barnens pappa hade sagt åt mig innan vi lämnade hemmet att jag inte fick komma hem med flera hundar; ”Vi har redan tio stycken!”. Jag drog upp min telefon och ringde till vänner. Transportfirman, sponsorer och stallplats blev ordnat på tio minuter. Det var magiskt.

Mias dotter Olivia tillsammans med Oregon precis innan avfärd. Foto: Privat

Oregon är en 26 år gammal ridskolehäst som både barn och vuxna älskade att rida runt på för han var så snäll. Marina som tar hand om ridskolan han bodde på blev först lite tveksam. Inte över att Oregon fick komma till mig, utan för den långa resan vi stod inför och kylan som var uppe i Tyskland. Jag förstod att det var svårt för Oregon att säga adjö till en själ som befunnit sig där i flera år. Jag berättade för honom om hur hans nya liv skulle se ut, med gräs, utomhushagar, skogsområde och veterinärteamet som väntade på att ge honom den bästa behandling med värdighet.

Under hela resan upp till Tyskland kommunicerade jag med Oregon. Om hur hans kropp kändes, vad ville han? Varje gång pulserade ett sken runt omkring honom.

Många av mina vänner blev engagerade i Oregon. Den amerikanska kyrkan bad för honom i sin församling. Han blev en kärlekssymbol.

Nu befinner han sig i södra Tyskland på vårt nyöppnade seniorhem för hästar. Han lyssnar till namnet Miracle och gnäggar svagt god morgon när jag kommer. Fortfarande pulserar det ett ljus omkring honom men nu utan tårar. En dag kände jag hur det vibrerade i min jacka. Jag tog upp telefonen.
“Mia, vi har två seniorhästar till om du vill?” hörde jag Marina säga.
”Gör dem klara, vi kommer igen!”

De själsliga blåmärkena är större på insidan än utsidan, men ingen ser märkena på insidan. Djur bär ofta på dubbel smärta då de både får hårda tillrättaviselser och smärtsamma ord. Det skadar dem emotionellt. De har samma själ som er och är lika stora verktyg till denna planet som ni befinner er på. Men glädjen att se hur ni vågar stå upp för djuren och säga nej får vibrationerna på jorden att vibrera till en högre kärlek och sinnesro. Det pulserande ljuset varar då för evigt.

 

Tips på hur du själv kan göra i en likande situation:
1. Lita alltid på din magkänsla och agera snabbt innan tvivlet tar över din känsla.

2. Agera! Din målmedvetenhet smittar av sig. Det finns många som vill hjälpa men vet inte hur och var de ska börja.

3. Ta kontakt med olika människor för råd och hjälp.

4. Vänlighet och respekt. Alla älskar vi på olika sätt och med att visa andra människor en annorlunda vänlighet kan vi inspirera varandra. Fördöm inte någon, även om du tycker eller känner annorlunda. En aggressivitet kan förstöra för andra djur.

5. Kanske vill några personer försätta tvivel inom dig. Ta deras tvivel och skriv ned dem och svara. Bli inte irriterad. Du behöver inte försvara din passion men av andras tvivel kan du bli bättre i ditt arbete.

6. Se de som tvivlar som ”dina elever”. De finns för att att inspirera dig, inte tillrättavisa. Försök inte att förändra dem med ord utan med ditt agerande.

That’s Amore!
Mia Mattsson-Mercer
http://www.animalswithoutlimitscom.wordpress.com (tillfällig adress)

 

The Girl’s Past Helped her Become an Animal Lawyer

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Photo: Shutterstock

 

Outside my door stood a very thin girl in her too big t-shirt. By her side sat a messy dog.

The girl could not be more than seven years old that first day. When the social workers came to pick her up, she refused to accompany the assistant without her dog. One of the social workers was a big animal lover who had heard me tell how important animals can be for the humans healing.

The girl was interrogated while her dog, Duncan, laid next by her chair. She stretched and gently petted him over his coat. “He is my best friend. When my mother and stepfather argued, me and Duncan always crawled under the bed together. ”

Later I met them both, but the main character for me was Duncan.

He was calm and did not leave her side.

Bottles thrown, furniture being thrown around, punches, loud voices, followed by a spooky silence. Several times Duncan went to protect the girl. The dog even bit the man, but out of protection.

The social worker later confirmed that the girl’s stepfather had tried to get rid of the dog.

Children who come from a violent family can usually heal faster with animal therapy. The healing ability from the animals affects us humans strongly.

Over the years the girl and I have been in touch with each other and especially after the difficult time when Duncan died. Duncan fought against death to continue to protect, though his master was safe and away in school. He did not want to leave her.

We were many who were afraid of what the grief and sorrow would do to her.

But life often surprises us, I thought. You are many times fooled by your own assumptions, in advance of concrete actions of others.

Of course, she mourned. But after a while she started studying to become an animal lawyer. Her dream was to fight for animals that were not allowed to accompany the children in their new foster home. She spoke of her vision as “Duncan’s Law Firm”

She ends in the letter to me:

The way back is a lifelong path but definitely not impossible. It is a healing process on a long journey. We often wonder when we will come to the healing destination. But the wounds are also a way to learn to live, and together with Duncan I became stronger than ever.

Chris and Duncan

 

That’s Amore!

In Spite of Life Threatening Experiences, Still She Wags Her Tail

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Text: Mia Mattsson-Mercer
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I immediately saw her.  With her big black eyes she sat in a small cage looking curious at me. It felt like she chose me.
I asked the American Animal Organization to adopt the little cute dog Shiloh. They told me that Shiloh’s mother and siblings had  previous week been gassed to death by the state’s dog patrol.

The veterinarian found out that Shiloh had a kennel cough and had to sit isolated for a while. Back home she quickly grew into my family, along with three other dogs.

We moved from the US to new adventures in southern Italy.
The dogs took the long trip better than us nervous dog owners.

One evening, we walked with Shiloh along the wide Italian street. Suddenly a car arrived at high speed and drove over her!! Severely injured, she was taken to the emergency room.
Nobody thought she would survive.

I prayed day and night for her.

“She’s a miracle dog,” the veterinarians told me when I finally brought her home.

The following year, Shiloh got serious problems with her kidneys. She peed blood.

I was told about a great man, Michael, who could cure animals but who had no veterinary license. Michael was also a good homeopath. No other veterinarian had previously been able to cure Shiloh’s kidney problems.
Instead, they thought we should euthanize her.

Michael examined her and asked several questions. Suddenly, he took hold of Shiloh’s side and with his palm he hit her kidneys.
Shiloh shouted out.

I thought he was crazy!
We left, and with us we got some medicine ampoules.

A couple of weeks later she was healthy!

I told our veterinarian.
“She is a miracle dog,” he said again.

Once again it was time to move to new adventures and this time to southern Germany. Again, Shiloh moved with us but this time with 16 other happy dogs.

Today she is 14 years old. A beautiful limping  greymuzzle Senior, but still the same positive attitued as the first time I saw her there in the small cage.

She’s really a miracle dog.

I believe, we have a lot to learn from the animals.
We are what we think. Never give up!

That’s Amore!

No one Should

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The mind replays what the heart can't delete