Mia Mattsson Mercer

Children and Animal Warrior

Tag Archives: horses

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!

Empower Celebrations

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💚 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 😅)

That’s Amore!

Celebrate and empower each other!

@souls-connecting borrowed most of the text

Human and Horse Therapists Together

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I am very excited to see our “quiet” project, back in 2018 named as Giving Back, is becoming known by various psychologist, and different therapists in our area.  And our project is growing!

I am truly thankful, and enthusiastic for their open minds, and becoming more aware that animals, are having a huge impact on us humans healing.

Me and AWL (supporters) are rescuing horses with different kind of mental illness. Some of the horses are having ‘deeper’ depressions than the others.

Me and my daughter, work quietly together with the rescue horses, figuring out with their guidance, how they wants to heal.

Each one of them, shows us which directions they want to go. Since they don’t have the same story, or experiences to tell us, we need to listen extra carefully.

All five horses doesn’t receive the same therapy from us!

Same goes for us humans.

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

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!