MINE AND OLIVIAS ART

I always get thankful and humble when a customer sends me "my and Olivias" art framed. 

Olivia my now 11 year-old daughter and I painted our puppy together. We call our painting "Healing Pitbull"

We hope you also smile when you see the art, as we do. 

Thats Amore!

FAVORITE WINE

This is for the moment my favourite wine. 

My eyes caught the label before the taste. Just love the label!

Its a Spanish fully red wine. It goes great to drink while petting dogs.

Love can be enjoyed in different shapes. Tonight, its from a bottle.

So thankful that I have a friend that is a wine agent. Last Sunday I went to her house for lunch, and to my plate I got three glasses of different red wine. 

Best Friend Ever!

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                      Animals do not Fear Death 

You can read the column in Swedish here, Tidningen Nara

Animals do not fear death

Death may scare most of us humans, but it does not scare the animals. For the Other side and Life are the same for them.

Life will never end!

I have never experienced the other side for us humans. But I took part of the "Animal" Other side ones. The strong experience happened to me in the early 1990s and since then it has always comforted me when I work with sick animals.

In my first book, "Listen When Animals Speak" (Forum 2000) I wrote about my experience. At that time, I went to a masseuse who also worked with Body Harmony. That made me curious. "You can experience the past life," said the female masseur to me. I did as she said, but without much expectation. I breathed deeply and direct everything felt very pleasant. I just was!

Suddenly, a black and white muscular stallion cantered behind my closed eyelids in full figure. He was handsome and proud and had enormous charisma that gave me security and confidence. The stallion had control over all the other horses cantering around and finally they gathered behind him. They were all in a valley where the grass was green and juicy, and I saw everything so clearly, even dewdrops on each blade of the grass!

 I had never seen such a fantastic green grass before. The colors were magnificent and there was a great calm. The horses cantered past me and finally came Sigge, my horse that I had been euthanized a couple of months earlier. I could feel his presence so strong!

When I opened my eyes, I was totally confused and almost in a small state of shock. It had been like for every thought I was thinking, it became as if my eyes were zooming up like a camera lens. Everything was so peaceful and beautiful, that I wanted to go back there again. I longed!

I realized that life is not merely a loss, death and grief. There is a reason for everything, even death. A new door opens for those who leave the Earth, but also for those who remain.

A Labrador communicated to me just before she left her Earthly life: "We give you our whole heart and love, regardless of who you are. We give unconditionally love to our owners, as to all others we meet during our time on Earth.

In the life time without end! "

That's Amore!

ANIMAL WISDOM

Most of you people are afraid of the pain but also facing your fellow beings pain. You flee many times and judge it to be a drama you do not want to be involved in. A person's pain is not only his or her lessons; it is everyone's lesson. It shows if you are judgmental, if you runaway, or if you are the one who helps. A life lesson is not only negative, but when you include fear, it becomes negative.

Animals Mindfulness 

De flesta människor är rädda för smärtan men även inför era medmänniskors smärta. Ni flyr undan många gånger och dömer det till att det är ett drama ni inte vill bli involverade i. En människas smärta är inte bara deras lärdom, det är allas lärdom. Det visar om ni är fördömande, om ni ryggar, eller om ni är den som hjälper. En lärdom är inte endast negativ, men om rädslan träder in blir den till negativ.

Djurens Mindfulness

St MARTIN CELEBRATION IN GERMANY

St. Martin was known as friend of the children and patron of the poor

A nice celebration in Germany is St Martin.


Saint Martin of Tours started out as a Roman soldier then was baptized as an adult and became a monk. It is understood that he was a kind man who led a quiet and simple life. The best known legend of his life is that he once cut his cloak in half to share with a beggar during a snowstorm, to save the beggar from dying from the cold. That night he dreamed that Jesus was wearing the half-cloak. Martin heard Jesus say to the angels, "Here is Martin, the Roman soldier who is not baptised; he has clothed me
Max had his first roll and since he back home beg for money they whole time, he fell naturel into his roll.

Kindergarten was invited and we walked a train behind the horses with lights. Afterwards was it gluewein and wurst bit brot. 

A very nice tradition for children as for Adults.

That's Amore!

Fire in our House

The little feather was alos burnt like my soul felt !

Sometimes life hits you hard and many times it feels  like; "this is enough"! And then you turn your thoughts around  and you realise how lucky you were. Pity Party is Over!

The Guardian Angels worked for full force together with me that day when I opened the door to our Home. 

Backstory;

Children and me were in the stable that day a quiet beautiful day. The children wanted to stay a little longer, but me, wanted to go home this Friday late afternoon, to have a little "mom time" A glass of red wine, read or write in my room, I only wanted to spend time with me.

Finally we got into the car and on our way home I told them that we needed to stop and buy dinner, something good to eat this Friday evening. The kids shrugged their shoulders on my question what they wanted to eat. 

"I am not going in Friday to the store bouncing around with a lot of people trying to figure out what you want to eat!" I said in a slightly irritated voice. --kind of a high tone to be honest!

Home we went, parked the car. 

It was strangely quiet from the house. I shut my car door to that normally wakes our 12 dogs up in the house. But no now. Silence!

The kids ran over to their friends to play. Me, walked towards the house with a smile on my lips, eventually some mommy quiet time.

I pressed down the handle to our front door. 

SMOKE  hit me down. A dog ran out!

The whole big house was filled with thick smoke. I fell down on my knees and crawled in. 

My mind didn't think, I only acted like a robot. I opened the big gate that divided the house, and dragged some of the dogs back out. 

How I could find them, I really don't know even today

The fire was in the living room into my office room. 

The twelve dogs were secure outside and I started to scream for help!

Lovely neighbours and like a fireman said, "ten minutes later and your house would be down!"

Afterwards, I sat in the garden holding a bottle of wine and my Iphone in my hand. Dogs looked fine. Now I realised I was't! I scrolled down all the names, all hundreds.....but I felt I had no one to call.

How I wished to have a family near by.

My dogs were like, "You saved us a second time!"

I didn't feel gratitude or happiness, and I felt bad for not feeling the 'right' feelings.

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