Mia Mattsson Mercer

Children and Animal Warrior

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Grieving in Different Kind of Shapes

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Grieving in different kind of shapes. (part 1)

Many of us carry around some kind of grief from different experiences in life. Maybe from childhood, loosing a friend, family-member, or a pet. Grieving can also give us a feeling of not being seen or heard, a deep inner sadness. At school or working-places being bullied, verbally or physically. But it can also be in a sport-club were you are supposed to be included as a team-player but are not being accepten.

Grieving can damage our confidence.

Grieving is ‘normal’ and it’s good to feel the emotion, however, it is important to recognise it, identify and slowly work it through. The importance is to find your inner sparkle again. Maybe your lost motivation.

Working with Animals for the last 25 years has shown me an amazing results of helping humans out of their sadness. Dogs and Cats have during a long time been fantastic companions–many of us knows that. We talk to them, they make us go out (also up from bed) and when we hug and pet them, our body reacts with love.

Horses has been an amazing journey to work together with. They do not judge us, or say things that can make us feel worse. (no eye-rolling there!)

Julia is one of our rescue horses. She can be extremely calm, and got a great amount of patience (if food is not near by) She herself recovered from a depression two years ago.

A ‘Mother’ was going through a bitter divorce, not only with emotionally battles, but also with financially difficulties. The only thing ‘Mother’ wanted to do after a long time of abuse was to have a quiet ‘normal’ life. But she was surprise to find out she was carrying around with a lot of grief, under all the layers of other emotions. Grief was one of the emotions she never thought she would feel–in her mind she should feel happy to be “free” not sad. When we looked a little closer inside of her mind, we found out she didn’t grieve the marriage, she was grieving the lost of her ‘dream’ from having a family. When she mentioned this to some of her friends, they looked at her saying, “Thats not normal! “

But it is ‘normal’ to grieve a dream which you invested hard work in, love and maybe children. When ‘Mother’ heard that, she wrote her grief down in a Journal to put words on what she felt. She had heard about Julia, therapy horse via her psychologist (and contacted me). ‘Mother’ couldn’t afford her own horse, and her daughter was madly in love with horses.

Thanks to sponsors can we give others a ‘stress relive emotional day’ together with the horses. The first thing ‘Mother’ said when she arrived, “I noticed I am breathing slower right now!” ‘Mother’ and her Daughter got Julias cleaning box and started to brush her. Small giggles could be heard from them while brushing her. They took a walk through the forrest in silence, only accepting the moment they had together. Nothing else could be done right then.

Twice a week, on their special days, are ‘Mother’ and ‘Daughter’ coming to the stable to have a couple of hours together with Julia. ‘Mother’ feels more relaxed and have accepted that her former dream she actually can re-change into a new dream.A new beginning for both her and her daughter.

I call it, mentally detoxing.

This happened a couple of months ago, and ‘Mother’ is slowly getting her emotions under ‘control and acceptance’. With different contacts were we able to get a horse for free for them–there are many ‘older’ horses out there that needs/wants a new home. And they are all for free.

They are not sick–many times are they former professional horses that goes into retirement. We call it– ‘Thank You for Your Service Retirement Stable’

That’s Amore!

When Life Gives you Yellow Lemons

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“In the moment of fear, you can choose. You can always choose.

With calmness and stability you can think clearly. With clarity you can predict the storm, and its strength. By standing still, you can observe your own strength.” said the old Bosnian woman.

After the war had ended, I worked in Sarajevo, Bosnia Herzegovina on helping the growing numbers of homeless and sick animals.

Not much worked in the area, the elevator, and my flat was on eight floor.  My stove had only one burner working, I had to wash my clothes in the bathtub. However, the heat in my apartment was on full speed. It was tropical-hot. In every home I visited, it was tremendously hot. No one wanted to freeze anymore. 

Nearly every survivor said the same thing. “The worst feeling was freezing!”

One day I got sick with a high fever. The Bosnian woman, who had become like a mother to me, came up to my apartment on sniper alley. With her she had two beautiful bright yellow lemons, and some leaves with white flowers on. In my small kitchen she started to brew tea with her expensive lemons and handpicked flowers. She smelled the flowers and I saw her smile. In her face I could see the love and thankfulness towards the herbs. She handed me the cup telling me to drink slowly, to feel the strength returning back inside of me. 

“When chaos is in the world you have to relearn how to live with Nature.”

1999-2002

Animals as Coaches

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This is my pack!

Every early morning are they gathering together in my office to attend our meditation.

It’s an amazing and powerful feeling, when they also”lower” themselves into a pleasant deep meditation.

Occasionally, I hear one of my Seniors snore peacefully in the background. That is a wonderful heartwarming sound to hear.

After twenty minutes mostly of us do the stretch, then breakfast. What a great way to start the day!

I love my pack of “mini Buddhist” as I have always called them.

That’s Amore!

Mission Together

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Since my children were born they have together with me gone on different missions.
When Olivia was only 3 months old, she and I went to a children hospital with 30 teddy bears!
When Max was 4 months old he went together with me and Olivia to an Italian Orphan home with donations.

Last Wednesday, we went on a new mission, I don't know how many hundreds missions we have been on already. I find it very important to involve my children, not only is it wonderful to be a rescue team. But it's also very nourishing for our souls.

To meet other people, children and animals that need some kind of help. Meeting others that are working with any kind of rescuing. And to see different environments, to understand that we all live differently.

I am incredibly proud over both my children, Max and Olivia!

They are in charge of two puppies traveling from Italy up to our home in Germany. And this Thursday are their new family from Sweden driving down to pick up the puppies for adoption!

That's Amore!

Ps. After a mission we always make something fun together. Like taking a wonderful dip in the pool.

In Spite of Life Threatening Experiences, Still She Wags Her Tail

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Text: Mia Mattsson-Mercer
Photo: Shutterstock, Private

I immediately saw her.  With her big black eyes she sat in a small cage looking curious at me. It felt like she chose me.
I asked the American Animal Organization to adopt the little cute dog Shiloh. They told me that Shiloh’s mother and siblings had  previous week been gassed to death by the state’s dog patrol.

The veterinarian found out that Shiloh had a kennel cough and had to sit isolated for a while. Back home she quickly grew into my family, along with three other dogs.

We moved from the US to new adventures in southern Italy.
The dogs took the long trip better than us nervous dog owners.

One evening, we walked with Shiloh along the wide Italian street. Suddenly a car arrived at high speed and drove over her!! Severely injured, she was taken to the emergency room.
Nobody thought she would survive.

I prayed day and night for her.

“She’s a miracle dog,” the veterinarians told me when I finally brought her home.

The following year, Shiloh got serious problems with her kidneys. She peed blood.

I was told about a great man, Michael, who could cure animals but who had no veterinary license. Michael was also a good homeopath. No other veterinarian had previously been able to cure Shiloh’s kidney problems.
Instead, they thought we should euthanize her.

Michael examined her and asked several questions. Suddenly, he took hold of Shiloh’s side and with his palm he hit her kidneys.
Shiloh shouted out.

I thought he was crazy!
We left, and with us we got some medicine ampoules.

A couple of weeks later she was healthy!

I told our veterinarian.
“She is a miracle dog,” he said again.

Once again it was time to move to new adventures and this time to southern Germany. Again, Shiloh moved with us but this time with 16 other happy dogs.

Today she is 14 years old. A beautiful limping  greymuzzle Senior, but still the same positive attitued as the first time I saw her there in the small cage.

She’s really a miracle dog.

I believe, we have a lot to learn from the animals.
We are what we think. Never give up!

That’s Amore!

ChaChas Love

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The most beautiful and important is to have a veterinarian(s) that you and your animals feel comfortable with.

We are pleased and happy with Vet. Spötl.
She is amazing, and all our animals are feeling that. ChaCha runs in, and if she had her will, she would stay the whole day by her side!

That's Amore!

Veterinarian Visit

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Picked up ChaCha from having a surgery today.
Before she came up to Germany from Italy she tried to eat herself out from a shelter fence. She broke her K9 tooth.

That was a couple of years ago and this week I discovered that her tooth stump was infected.

When sedated they took blood test to see if her values from last time were any better.

Since this drama queen never like when we brush or cut her nails, I had a request they would do that too while she slept!

Now she is acting like a little puppy of 56 kg on the couch. That's Amore!

Senior Dogs got Much to Give

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AWL mia hemsida adress 1I have to admit, my heart is soft for Senior dogs. Having had my foundation now since 1999 and working with rescuing animals (most dogs) I have met hundreds of wonderful Seniors. Yes, it is not for a very long time you get to keep them(years), however, the time seems in a way longer when you are together with them (time). If that makes any sense.

I have had to say good bye to many Seniors, but I have always been by their side. Always!

In my home I have right now eight (8) Seniors that I adore. I don’t like traveling as much as I did earlier, even if I love traveling 😉 I cut down 50% with my travels.

Instead I love laying reading and hearing their deep snoring next to me or on the floor on their own bed(s). How they wake up and takes the day with grande relaxing tempo, like the southern Italian dogs they are (ok one American). And….their love is priceless, their deepness in their eyes when they look at you. They make you feel like a Hero!

This January we had to say good bye to one of our rescue dogs Jazz. For one year she had problems holding her bladder. I rolled away the carpets and mopping buckets on every floor.

My husband growled a little.

I looked at him with a wrinkle between my eyes and said, “When you get old(er) and start to wet yourself, am I going to get ride of you too?”

good-bye-leoI have a hard time understanding people who suddenly abandon their old friend just because he is old and smelly. It shows me their (people) evaluation about becoming old.

My heart become warm when I read about more and more Senior Sanctuaries are opening, and …..that so many more people dare to adopt a Senior.

That’s Amore!

 

 

Team Family work

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Writing is a big passion in my life. However lately, it hasn’t been much of writing due to many different reasons.

Stay home mom

Homeschooling

Moving

Working with Rescue dogs

Severe Lyme disease 2011-2015

Due to the above reasons I kept writing my columns, since I was afraid of letting that go, I would become insane with the pain, brain fog and loneliness. It has been a challenge, that I have overcome by myself (after finally finding the right treatment)

On the outside, I tried to sound like I had everything under control. Why wouldn’t I?

Who would want to read about pain and misery?

And most important, I didn’t allow losing myself into complete darkness. Since I knew I was only a step away, from giving up.

My two fantastic children, I owe so much to them.  We are now starting our freelance writing. Exited!

Olivia is making research, and Max is going to take pictures.

Together, we will be team working, finding inspiring people and animals. And who could have guessed, one story will actually be published in a magazine this upcoming spring/summer. Stay with us.

One step at the time!