Mia Mattsson Mercer

Children and Animal Warrior

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It Still Sparkles

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This is beautiful Julia, a former Polo horse we truly would like to give a wonderful retirement too.

She is 16 years old and have worked so hard teaching us people about the sport.

Julia has been there every day. Now we would like to give thanks back.

For more information visit our website

http://www.animalswithoutlimits.com

That’s Amore!

Words Transforms who You are

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brain talks

Yesterday, a person told me, “You are impossible!”

Now, you are reading it with your own inner ‘voice’ and it might not sound so bad to you. And also, in what contents was it said to me? Was their a little giggle in the executers voice, or was it said in a frustration tone?

Words are powerful, and words can have different meanings.

We use words every day, but are we aware of how they are being said, and received?

The whole day yesterday alone in my car for 4 hours, was I wrestling with the words ‘you are impossible’ It was like my brain had this dialog;

‘you are impossible!’ followed quickly with the words; ‘No you are not!’

“yes you are!”

“shut up!”

“no I won’t , you are impossible!”

Frustration that I was actually waisting my time listening to this yida yada.

However, it actually goes way back in time, to my childhood. Being told I wasn’t good enough, and I couldn’t do this or that.

Teachers, telling me I wasn’t good enough! (not all of course)

When being born, you start to receive words, and for each year, you are being included with more and more different people. That will tell you, nice words, harsh words, and words that can kill you (suicide)

The brain is a receiver. “You are stupid!” someone tells you (or you say it yourself).

The brain says, “Ok I am stupid”!

Encourage yourself, family, children, strangers, schoolchildren, animals….everyone you meet. Even to our Nature. Then yours, and others internal voice will be so much pretty.

Be aware of what you say, and be aware of what you listen to.

brain talk

That’s Amore!

 

Let me Tell you Something

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I am old, however, filled with wisdoms.

When you listens without any expectations, you will know what to do, and what road to continue on.

Don’t always fight me to be right, see me as your teammate.

Don’t take out your frustration on me, I am not your punchbag. We are thinking living creatures that has emotions and thoughts.

Give back, and your heart will forever say thank you.

That’s Amore!

I am very sorry for the long silence!

It will become a change to the better, I promise.

A couple of weeks ago, I lost a very dear friend of mine. It really knocked me down in to many different grieving faces.

A tornado of feeling and fears. Questions.

Her husband didn’t want anyone to publish pictures of her. And I respect that very much.

I miss you 💫

Friends Meet Again

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They are both former riding school horses from the same place (24 and 26 years old.)

The palomino I picked up in October 2017 and the brown two weeks ago, brought to the same place.

Hello old Friend ❤️

When Your Body Speaks

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Always listen to your body, they say.

It’s interesting how we can reject our inner hearing to our most important “home”, our body. For months, have I made sure that everyone from children to rescue Animals got a good start in their mornings, followed by snacks and dinner (lunch at school) Me, starts off with coffee and in the afternoon I realize I need to eat something… a croissant.

Dinner time, exhausted to make something for myself makes quick bites of whatever vegetarian food I can find from the refrigerator.

While Rescuing others …..made me realize that I forgot myself.

It’s never to late to teach an old dog sit! Time to change.

That’s Amore!

Being Heard

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As many of you already know, Max is back in school after nearly two years of being homeschooled.

He loves school. Especially his teacher from the first day.

Max was very upset for days about the hitting from a boy and being blamed. He didn’t want to go to school if that pupil didn’t get expelled! I have never seen him that upset before and my mother heart ached.

The next morning in the car we did as we always did, our thanks and prayers. However, Max looked smaller in the front seat than normal.

My mom heart sang the prayers, and especially for courage in his little heart. I said it twice. Courage please!

Later that afternoon I went to pick him up outside school. I see his big smile far away. He is waving with a paper in his hand.

He was awarded the diploma for COURAGE!

That’s Amore!