We adults are forgetting many times how it is to stay in school a whole day, in an environment that’s loud from different emotions. A school full of “beautiful souls” dragging their “home environment “ with them in their backpacks.
Hiding from whom they might be angry at, but mostly attacking the wrong person. ⭐️You are a beautiful person with a big heart. Sometimes people are mean because they want what you got inside your heart. Stay beautiful and don’t let dark words shut your light.
Find an adult that you feel safe talking to, and that makes you feel heard. Your words should be taken seriously. That’s Amore!
During this time with Coronavirus— “keep distance”, has it been no possibility for our two legged clients to visit our horses. But, they have all said the same thing.
They noticed their inner stress level gone up, their thoughts are flying everywhere. They cannot wait until they are allowed to meet the horses again. Their pulse slows down, and it’s like the thoughts suddenly disappears. One woman ones said after 5 minutes together with the horse, “ I feel like I can breathe now!”
Here in Germany in the beautiful Nature area, have we seen a lot of people walking, (hiking)
However, families that bike rides together has been amazing to see. It’s lovely to see so many families (separately) together out in the nature. They stop and looks at the horses. I can see the parents are pointing and talking while the kids listens. Quiet and relaxing!
The families worry of course, but like one woman said, “We try to learn from the horses to stay grounded and in the moment!”
When you cannot meet your audience in person, you speak on line. 🦋
What a great experience today, very different, however, wonderful. Normally, I meet my audience in person. But right now, not much is normal anymore, so we have to make things differently. And that can be a good thing.
The topic was about being an author, and the importance of journaling
When I grew up we called it keeping a diary. It is a place for your thoughts and feelings. It’s a kind of method you use, depending on your mood, and needs at the time (and personality) To be able to feel honest, and not judged.
Your dreams, fears, goals, experiences are important.
What I always love is, we suddenly start to speak about other topics, like bullies, and having reading difficulties etc. (Growing up)Fears and wrong beliefs about yourself.
And I loved their brave questions! I had to be brutal honest in my answers. To share about my own difficulties and fears growing up.
Thank you 5th graders, for listening, but also sharing about your own experiences. And a special thank you to their wonderful teacher. 🦋
Nothing is normal anymore! They had no clue what the different colors meant, only to find several plastic eggs. Later, they had to count the colors and write the amounts on a piece of paper. The colors had different money meanings, however, one specific color was toilet cleaning.
What can I say, I will have an absolute shiny toilet for a couple of weeks from now on. They believe in Bunny, I believe in clean toilets. That’s Amore!
She was a teenager. Living in an emotionally abusive home. Alcohol was often being consumed by her Father.
She told many adults, asking them for help. Some said she needed anxiety pills. Others said, there was no proof. Some looked at her with sad eyes.
The Father claimed he loved her, but was never present in her life. It sounded good, he lived her. He told stories, and people listened and filled him with sorrows. Those kind of sorrows which filled him with power to continuing destroying the little hope which was being left inside of her chest.
He was a master of lies.
Never before had he pictures framed of her.
He framed pictures and made sure people would see them. He really loves her, they thought, not knowing it was a scam.
She promised herself never to stay silent just to make him comfortable. If it so was the last thing she did!
Every year, am I incredible thankful and happy, for this gorgeous cherry tree. First I can enjoy the amazing flowers, then, the dark blood colored leaves, and top of that, juicy cherries.
What an amazing tree, and the beauty stands proudly in my garden. Many of the branches are hanging over the fence. People that passes stops and asks if they can taste. Of course, even the birds are welcome. There are plenty for all of us, every year.
The new horse stood and ate in the corner in his new box. I could sense he was very relaxed when I peaked in to him. He looked at me with his curious eyes.
The horses brought my anxiety level down very quickly. I could breath slower, and it was like I felt my thoughts became clearer. Could that really be possible?
I had been sent to the farm by my psychologist. She told me I needed to surround myself with animals in my recovery program, not only talking and eating medication. Animals, and especially horses and dogs, had shown amazing results in clients recovery. And what was even better, the clients continued with animals long after they had been healed. It was like an enormous thankfulness, and the feeling of being accepted, not judged, covered in thick unconditional love, and patiences. The therapy horses were indeed perfect therapists.
I longed to get to the stable and brush them and even talk to them. Today there was a new horse. When I walked into ‘his’ home I made sure I felt respectfulness and gratitude towards him. I had learned from the owner, that I shouldn’t worry about anything else, only to be aware of my thoughts. The translation into energy would work itself and the horses would pick it up. The horses would react on what I did, and felt inside. The horses would also teach me boundaries, a good lesson I could bring back to the outside life.
The owner told me she could communicate with animals. Something I wasn’t sure was possible.
She shared what her first horse hade taught her. Yes, she was a strong believer the horses were her teachers, not opposite.
“I am not only listening to your words. I listen to your use of words, the tone, and even your body language. Your eyes, your face expressions. I can even hear everything you don’t say.”
One thing I learned through the long journey as a victim, was to find strong survivors for support and advice.
These incredible women (and one man ) understands first and foremost, all the different emotions which (many times ) are making it difficult for the mind to move forward.
They are also helping with my recovery and growth, to become whole again. They understand the time it takes. Small steps and big cheers!
What I love with these strong women I am surrounded by, there are never any talk about revenge. Only to get knowledge and love (support) and possibilities for myself. And of course laughters, between the tears.
💚 Marriage, engagement, pregnancy, a new child, are all amazing things to celebrate, but they are not the only things. Don’t forget to celebrate your friend who ran a marathon, who left a toxic relationship, who went back to school, rescued/adopted animal(s), who is taking steps to heal from trauma (I can go on and on 😅)