Mia Mattsson Mercer

Children and Animal Warrior

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Honesty

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Gaslighting is a tactic in which a person or entity, in order to gain more power, makes a victim question their reality. It works much better than you may think. Anyone is susceptible to gaslighting, and it is a common technique of abusers, dictators, narcissists, and cult leaders. It is done slowly, so the victim doesn’t realize how much they’ve been brainwashed.

Many say I am to nice, cut nice. Not to be mistaken by being kind. Nice is someone who apologize for everything, even when someone else did wrong.

I was an easy target 🎯 You easily become like that since growing up your mind has been programmed to be confused by adults. As an adult you continue in the same pattern until someone opens your eyes and heart.

That’s Amore!

Time to Finish Up

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It is truly time to finish up the manuscripts that are laying waiting.

The time is here. I am so excited to finishing up the fourth one.

Cannot wait to share my stories together with you!

This spring and summer am I going to Sweden. South Sweden is on the target!

That’s Amore!

Depression can it be Contagious?

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drowningOnes up on a time,  a relative told me when he got cancer, the whole family got “cancer”. First he didn’t realise it, but a sign with those words in the doctors waiting room made him think deeper about it. Of course, he told me, there is not one family that reacts the same as another one, but pretty close. His whole family crashed into depression, a big change knocked on their door. Would they survive the cancer and marriage?

It made me think. My whole family had been infected by depression, in different stages of course. I always disliked the word depression. But my son (10y) said, “I have sadness in my heart that affects my brain.” He is the smart one –like children always are.

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Family depression can also become a blaming cause. Who’s fault is it? Who will need the treatment(s)?

Everyone need treatments not only one family member, everyone gets infected.

Depression/Sadness is contagious, I believe. Some families become stronger after treatment/coaching –we all are responsible in one way or another. However, it is not about who is the worst (blame calling). Other families breaks apart, some members don’t want to deal with it. “Its nothing wrong with me! If you only change, everything will become better.”

Depressions can become ugly if not taken cared off. Ten months ago I fell down into a deep dark whole. I swam in a dark ocean. I couldn’t see anything, only my thoughts were pounding inside my head.

My family were swimming, still we couldn’t see each other. We couldn’t even see the light since we kept looking down. We felt our presens, yet we couldn’t reach each others hands. We were occupied trying to save ourselves from drowning.

Then one day, something triggered me to lift the phone and call for help. The Animals were always there for me as healers. Animals are always in the moment, patient and loving (In the same way I would imagine God) We humans complicates it for each others, and many times for ourselves. That is why we need a human to talk too, to sort out all the fals feelings and beliefs we have told ourselves, or trusted what others had said about us. Maybe old believes that are no longer true.

I broke the pattern in our family, and it was a painful journey, and still is in another way. Nevertheless, even if its painful, I feel like I am now swimming above the surface. Still peddling with my feet like a duke. Trying to get my family up to the surface, and guide them to the best qualified helpers I can find. Now, that was another puzzle, being from one country, living in another nationality, in another country. A language I didn’t even speak.

Thats where I love and adore children. They want help. They understand. They want their parents to be helped.

Many tells me,  I am very strong. person. How do you measure strength?

Life passes on so quickly. I  spoke to several elderly people, and many of them told me the same, ” If I only would have dared more. Fear and shame and regret made me not dare.” (dare to break an old marriage, dare starting something new, dare talking about feelings, showing feeling etc)

I can relate to that. For several years I felt the same, and hid behind the walls were no one could see me crying. Only together with my children, and animals, did I feel something different. Now my soul told me I had to start searching for my answers deep inside of me. Peal the layers off.

I started to surround myself with a new kind of energy, mentors, and love. And started to say good bye and say thanks to the old ones. I thanked them, since they had been my mentors to whom I had become (in good and bad) To show anger towards them who left me wouldn’t help. They left to make room for new teachers arrival.

That’s Amore!

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HĂ€stens SkyddsÄngel visade mig vĂ€gen

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Foto Per Johansson.

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”Vem Ă€r det som Ă€r ansvarig för den gula hĂ€sten som stĂ„r pĂ„ baksidan?”, ropade jag till mĂ€nniskorna som stod ute pĂ„ stallplanet. Barnen och jag befann oss Ă„ter igen nere i södra Italien för att arbeta med de hemlösa hundarna.

Vi hĂ€lsade pĂ„ ridskolan som vi kĂ€nt till sedan vi bodde dĂ€r nere 2008. Plötsligt strömmande en slags stöt av sorg emot mig. Det kĂ€ndes som att nĂ„gon drog mig till dĂ€r kĂ€nslan befann sig. Jag gick runt stallbyggnaden och sĂ„g att det fanns flera hĂ€stboxar dĂ€r. Ett svagt vibrerande ljus lyste vid en liten öppning. ”HallĂ„, Ă€r du ok?”, viskade jag. Den stora gula hĂ€sten vĂ€nde sig om. Han grĂ€t! En stark trötthet strĂ„lade mot mig.
”Jag lovar att hjĂ€lpa dig!”

Genast var det som om jag stod utanför mig sjĂ€lv och sĂ„g pĂ„ medan ljuset agerade. Ut ur min mun flög orden; ”Jag köper hĂ€sten!”

Mina barn tjoade glatt, men jag insĂ„g att jag inte kunde fĂ„ in hĂ€sten i bilens baksĂ€te. Vad hade jag gjort? Och barnens pappa hade sagt Ă„t mig innan vi lĂ€mnade hemmet att jag inte fick komma hem med flera hundar; ”Vi har redan tio stycken!”. Jag drog upp min telefon och ringde till vĂ€nner. Transportfirman, sponsorer och stallplats blev ordnat pĂ„ tio minuter. Det var magiskt.

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

Oregon Àr en 26 Är gammal ridskolehÀst som bÄde barn och vuxna Àlskade att rida runt pÄ för han var sÄ snÀll. Marina som tar hand om ridskolan han bodde pÄ blev först lite tveksam. Inte över att Oregon fick komma till mig, utan för den lÄnga resan vi stod inför och kylan som var uppe i Tyskland. Jag förstod att det var svÄrt för Oregon att sÀga adjö till en sjÀl som befunnit sig dÀr i flera Är. Jag berÀttade för honom om hur hans nya liv skulle se ut, med grÀs, utomhushagar, skogsomrÄde och veterinÀrteamet som vÀntade pÄ att ge honom den bÀsta behandling med vÀrdighet.

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

MÄnga av mina vÀnner blev engagerade i Oregon. Den amerikanska kyrkan bad för honom i sin församling. Han blev en kÀrlekssymbol.

Nu befinner han sig i södra Tyskland pÄ vÄrt nyöppnade seniorhem för hÀstar. Han lyssnar till namnet Miracle och gnÀggar svagt god morgon nÀr jag kommer. Fortfarande pulserar det ett ljus omkring honom men nu utan tÄrar. En dag kÀnde jag hur det vibrerade i min jacka. Jag tog upp telefonen.
“Mia, vi har tvĂ„ seniorhĂ€star till om du vill?” hörde jag Marina sĂ€ga.
”Gör dem klara, vi kommer igen!”

De sjÀlsliga blÄmÀrkena Àr större pÄ insidan Àn utsidan, men ingen ser mÀrkena pÄ insidan. Djur bÀr ofta pÄ dubbel smÀrta dÄ de bÄde fÄr hÄrda tillrÀttaviselser och smÀrtsamma ord. Det skadar dem emotionellt. De har samma sjÀl som er och Àr lika stora verktyg till denna planet som ni befinner er pÄ. Men glÀdjen att se hur ni vÄgar stÄ upp för djuren och sÀga nej fÄr vibrationerna pÄ jorden att vibrera till en högre kÀrlek och sinnesro. Det pulserande ljuset varar dÄ för evigt.

 

Tips pÄ hur du sjÀlv kan göra i en likande situation:
1. Lita alltid pÄ din magkÀnsla och agera snabbt innan tvivlet tar över din kÀnsla.

2. Agera! Din mÄlmedvetenhet smittar av sig. Det finns mÄnga som vill hjÀlpa men vet inte hur och var de ska börja.

3. Ta kontakt med olika mÀnniskor för rÄd och hjÀlp.

4. VÀnlighet och respekt. Alla Àlskar vi pÄ olika sÀtt och med att visa andra mÀnniskor en annorlunda vÀnlighet kan vi inspirera varandra. Fördöm inte nÄgon, Àven om du tycker eller kÀnner annorlunda. En aggressivitet kan förstöra för andra djur.

5. Kanske vill nÄgra personer försÀtta 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 bÀttre i ditt arbete.

6. Se de som tvivlar som ”dina elever”. De finns för att att inspirera dig, inte tillrĂ€ttavisa. Försök inte att förĂ€ndra dem med ord utan med ditt agerande.

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

 

The Girl’s Past Helped her Become an Animal Lawyer

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20170817mia1020cropped-mia_header_31.jpgText: Mia Mattsson-Mercer

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
Photo: Shutterstock, Private

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!

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