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“They caught us, me and another horse. They put a jacket over our eyes and led us out. We panicked.We are standing tied up to a tree.” It’s hot.
The other horses in the paddock flee at a galopp. Enormous chaos. A metal object shimmers.
“Two men are hitting us hard.“
It feels like I am attending the scene. One horse conveys enormous pain over his back. The other horse lays on the ground, his head is hanging and blood seeps from one of his nostrils. His eyes stare into the empty air.I close my eyes and don’t know what to believe. Does the owner know about this? In the next moment I see a woman squatting and crying. She has the dead horse’s head in her lap and rocks back and forth moaning.
A prolouge from book one, Listen to the Animals.
This is one of my stories I wrote two years ago– me think–about the journey of their soul and one horse view of depression. Of course all our Animals have their own stories to tell, just like us.
Many writes to me about their grief, when its time to say Good bye, to their beloved fury friend. Love can also be painful. Animals opens up our true feelings – To all of you that lost your four-legged friend, here is Rihannas story again.
Rihannas thoughts about Grieving
A week had passed since we had to say goodbye to one of AWL rescue horses, GummiBear. Rihanna his horse friend, and I, walked together in the woods. The sun shone warmly on our backs as we walked among the trees along the path. Butterflies and dragonflies flew past us. The birds sang, and Nature was peaceful and beautiful.
It was as if time stood still, while everything around us lived.
“Rihanna, do you miss GB?” my thought asked her-Yes, I miss him but not in the same way as you! You mourn him,
I do not. I have accepted and it makes it easier with grief. It is when you cannot accept, that you become depressed, or frustrated. If we do not learn to accept, we become vulnerable in the wild, in life itself.
Then you could never hear the birds sing again. ”
“But you’re not out in the wild!”-The difference between pets and wild free-ranging animals is macabre. You listen to me and leave my spirit free, therefore I have not lost the knowledge of life. We know that the soul lives on, that is the only thing no one can take away from us.
Nothing is impossible 🐢
Unbelievable amazing. How did she get up? How can she balance on big mamma?
You inspire me! That’s Amore!
🖤 Emotionally abuse is to often not taken seriously. It cannot always been seen. Or, explained in words by Children and Animals.
When an Animal or Child are sending voiceless actions, it’s speaking to you.
That’s Voiceless Amore!
The light enters through our wounds…and we are becoming more beautiful than ever before.
It feels like time stands still
Freedom feels like magic
It tickles my gut, and i am giggling out of enthusiasm
In this moment, I always want to stay
I wrote this manuscript back in 2000 about child and women abuse. I was single, no children and wanted it that way.
The Editor at the Publishing Company thought it was a page turner. The Chief of the Publisher said no — 👨🏻with the words; “no normal person wants to read about this subject.”
Are we ready now! 💪🏻 I sure am…again.
(❤️ no pity pls, instead 💪🏻)
The lawyer asked her; what do you want? Her first words were, “Peace.”
For many years had she been lonely in a silent war. Until one day someone took her hand and said, “I don’t know how, but I will do my best to help get your Peace .”
Tie Blouse to Court….