Mia Mattsson Mercer

Children and Animal Warrior

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Codependents Receiving Support from Horses

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💚 Codependents are many times having a difficult time finding the help and healing they need. Many times as a codependent, some people can give you the feeling that you chose the situation yourself. A non-drinking person, in a relationship with an alcoholic, is in just as much pain, and need just as much healing, as the alcoholic. etc.


Together with an experienced and passionate therapist you can find a road to healing. However, together with Animals it has shown another kind of successful healing recovery.
The horse/dog makes sure you are taking care of yourself— they give, and together with them, you dare to open up, and honest.


That’s Amore

Julia, the horse in the middle, is one of our most fantastic therapists.

Horses as my Teacher

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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.”

That’s Amore!

I Lead my Heart with Courage

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When there is sun and blue sky, life feels lighter

When you are with a friend, life feels good.

When someone asks, how are your, not only with their words, but also with their eyes.

Feels amazing.

They stop their own life for a minute, and connects with you.

I see when you hurry up to avoid me, but I smile towards you. I know you feel guilty, and I don’t want you to have that burden, because of me.

I continue pretending everything is fine.

I am thankful, you know, that I finally can see clearly with my own eyes, even if it hurts.

But only in that moment, I let it hurt.

I don’t judge you. You see, I am learning not to judge myself. So I turn around, and walks towards the horses. We are one.

I feel accepted without any words.

That’s Amore!

Fight Your Fight

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Depression acts like gas. It can sneak up on anyone, invisible, and poisonous towards your mind, soul, health and heart slowly.

Mental illness doesn’t take a break, neither can we.

I support @fightyourfightco on Instagram

That’s Amore!

The Inner Voice of Anxiety

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❤️ I heard her telling the horse to stop biting its feeding bowl. I could hear the young woman’s voice becoming more and more frustrated. The horse kept biting and inhaling air.

I could feel the horse anxiety level rising rapidly, and her inhaling becoming stronger.

The young woman wasn’t bad to the horse, quite the opposite. She didn’t want the horse to get colic (or feel bad)

I knew how much she loved the horse. “If you as a person are making something out of nervousness, and someone is telling you in a harsh way to stop, repeatedly, how would you feel?” I asked the young woman kindly.

“More nervous, I guess.” she answered politely.

She smiled and removed the horse, and tied her beloved horse away from the feeding bucket while saddling her.

The horse stoped biting at the feeding place and with encouraging voice she could get her horse ready without any more problems. Her horse stood calmly.

You want to empower your horse, and your children. To continue building them up from who they are, their background and for your future together.

That’s Amore!

Be in the Moment

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To be able to visit the stable every day, is an enormous gift.

To be in the moment. Not in the past, nor in the future, but in the moment.

The stillness, hearing the horses breathing quietly, like meditation for the mind, heart and soul.

To become one with everything

That’s Amore!

My Favorite Picture

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Picture credit; Kathrin Gralla

This picture warms my heart, my mommy heart.

For some reason did I collect all (actually missing one pair that our dog ate) of my daughters riding boots.

From when she was three years-old, riding in south Italy, until now, 13 years-old in Germany.

She had a “break” from riding when she broke her femur, in a horse accident. Ollie was only 9 back then, and it was the worst evening in my life.

I asked her a couple of months later, when she got off her wheel chair, if she couldn’t consider starting playing golf!

Well no way! She got back on the horse(s) and started jumping…however, and recently she started playing polo —one kind of hitting a ball.

I am a proud mother!

That’s Amore!

You are Not Invisible

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For many years now have I been rescuing all kind of Animals.

I know how it feels not being heard, while in pain.

I know how it feels not being seen, while in pain.

I know how it feels when you seek help and you hear, “so sorry, but we cannot help you! We do not have the resources.”

I know how it feels when you tell your story, over and over and over again. You open door after door, and everything feels right then hopeless.

You want to scream!

You want to cry!

You want to walk away, and never tell anyone your story again.

I have seen the worst neglected animals you possible can imagine. I have brought them with me without thinking or planning.

Hundreds of dogs, and some horses. People has said, “no they are too damage to save!”

Months later, they are astonishing beautiful!

I am so proud over them.

And amazed.

And I am learning through them.

You are not invisible. Please Keep walking, and there will be that one person, which will know and dare to help you.

On the Run Towards New Goals

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Since 1999 have I been in the Animal Rescue Life of Living.

Oregon I rescued thanks to Tracey Kleber big support. We got four other Rescue Horses that we brought back to feeling alive again. Feeling appreciated and loved.

At the same time they are giving me back so much more. They also not only appreciates me, loves me, making me feel alive again, they teach me to be in the moment.

So, my question is, who rescued who?

Does it matter?

That’s Amore!

Picture from dear friend Kathrin Gralla

Thank you!

Hand Yoga Flowers and Kisses

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Support from others can make us heal faster. Well, that is not any new news. I cannot help but remembering growing up with a different kind of compassion.

When Someone was hospitalized we were many visiting and brought flowers and cards that were filling the patients table.

My mom told me not to bring them home, that was bad luck. So all the flowers were brought to the nurses coffee room.

A nurse told me that today many are allergic to flowers, that is why many hospitals are forbidding flowers. How sad, flowers make you feel good. (If you are not allergic) We patients attend to smile when we see the gorgeous flowers, and we talk about the flowers, instead of sickness. (That comes later in our conversation)

My wonderful children brought in flowers and me and my roommate kept talking about them every day. It was a joy for my (our) healing, looking at the flowers during the day.

Does your hospital allow your patients flowers?

Rehabilitation started, and I was filled with joy– even if it hurts, but it’s positive pain.

Amazing staff at the physio therapy Intermedtris das TherapieZentrum. Gentle and loving, my hand thrives.

However, another therapist that makes wonders, and with the best healing kisses, is from Oregon.

Our 28 year old rescue horse that is now rescuing me. Best Nurse Ever!

That’s Amore!