Mia Mattsson Mercer

Children and Animal Warrior

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Counting Carrots and Goodies

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When inside the house the whole days and evenings— except running in the garden, walking dogs. More food is being consumed in our household.

And talk about goodies suddenly disappearing in a blink of an eye 🙂 Different hiding places are being found by them. Their noses are being perfect.

However, the amount of carrots and apples stays the same, but not the goodies 🙂

When questioning who ate all the ice cream, the kids always have the same innocent eyes, even the six dogs.

You got to Love them, two legged and four legged kids. Even when you see the small traces of chocolate on their t shirts.

That’s Amore!

Listen!

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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!

The stables are closing down due to the Corona virus. Group lessons are being on hold. Competitions are also on hold. Until when, no one knows.

Me and my daughter ,are so thankful for the horses we take care. We are getting out of the house every day. Even those day’s when we only want to pull a blanket over our heads. Especially now, it is so easy to fall into a boring mood, which easily falls into laziness.

Every day we go to the stable. My daughter also gets to jump a beautiful horse named Concara. Every Thursday.

That is my daughters and mine favorite day— and I believe it’s Concaras too. The Jumping lesson is “only” for 30 minutes, however, we are longing the whole day, and afterwards, are we so filled with joy.

A whole day with happiness that takes place 30 minutes. Now, that’s joy. That’s Amore!

🐎Thank you trainer Stefan Hirsch, for inspirational trainings every Thursday.

🐎Thank you Concaras owner Britta Kreiss, for trusting My daughter, to jump your horse.

Stay healthy everyone. 💚

One Tree Gives Many Pleasures

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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.

That’s (plenty) Amore!

Where did the Voice Go

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One morning I realized while sitting drinking my morning coffee, that if my daughter or son, would be harmed in any possible way, I would fight for them.

I would be laud and direct, fighting for them to be heard and believed. — as I already have done in some ways— I would fight for their voice to be heard and justice to be made. Write about it. A matter of course!

But why in the name of …..did I not make myself heard? Or even fight for myself, in a more determined way?

I was shocked when I realized that I was quiet, hiding scared in a dark hole. Refusing to come up and fight, to be laud, set boundaries and say, “Enough is Enough!”

For two decades now had I fought for the Animal Rights. I was well known for rescuing many animals. And maybe also for my three published books. I could get the cruelest person to hand over their abused animal to me. In that case was I strong, and determined.

But how come I didn’t stand up for the person that needed the help most? I asked myself again!

Maybe it’s Because there are groups of different kind of help. You can be “lucky” to come to the right person right away, or, your road starts taking a scary turn, with the wrong people behind their desks.

We trust them. Listens to their promises. We trust their occupation, of course they must know what they are talking about. Right!

There are good people helping, but they are overloaded with work.

It doesn’t get easier because you finally dare to leave. Then the revenge starts.

Silence can make the wrong people continuing with their harmfulness. I started writing about this theme 1996, still not bigger of a change. More Women Shelter are being built. Good and sad.

It’s time to stand up, reunite with the past, starting today.

That’s Amore!

The Spiritual Community

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“Connection is the holly quality threads we animals has together. Have you ever thought why you humans still are depressed, even when you got everything around you? Food, roof over your head, a warm bed, a job, psychologists or other therapists!

You still feel lonely, disconnected from “something”, and you don’t know what!

You are disconnected from your spiritual you!

Many of you feel holly (connected) when together with either horses, or dogs (or other Animals) You feel loved, secured, you just are together in a connection that feels good.

The truth is, humans are more lonely today than ever before. You don’t have each other as you ones did. You need each other.

Everything breaths together. Heal each other as the Animals. We are a community, a group that breathes together.”

That’s Amore!

Your Pain got a Story to Share

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Every week I meet people that truly want to express their pain, but don’t know where to begin. Pain can be overwhelming.

Many, and especially women also feel ashamed that they got fooled in a relationship. That they stayed to long in a toxic relationship. They trusted their partner, later being left with ignorance, hurt, economically broke and left with debts. They try to fight, but when the system also lets them down, the pain inside grows.

Not being seen!

When friends stops to talk to you, or helping. Maybe they say they feel guilty. Or nothing at all.

Your pain grows like a tumor and you lose hope.

Every week I meet a woman that has the same story as the woman before her, and before….

Few men, but there are men suffering with pain. Many time they don’t want to talk. It’s ok! The heart doesn’t have any knowledge about time, since time is an illusion.

Same goes for animals. No time.

When adults come to meet our therapy horse, Julia. I leave them alone together. I keep of course, a “mom” eye, and especially on Julia How she reacts in the moment, together with the person.

A horse never lies, and has never been wrong about a human.

Please try not to see your pain as something shameful. Grow in it, earn it, and talk. If it’s to a horse, psychologists or……someone you can trust.

That’s Amore!

Your pain gives you a unique insight into the minds of people who have experienced trauma and heartache.