The Time is Flying Away

Shame on me....really I wouldn't punish my thoughts with that word.  Words can help guide us the right directions  --- or --- the wrong directions.

However, I apologise that my blog hasn't been updated in one month!  It was a shock to me when I logged in today.  The time really speeded past me.

Or is it me that got speeded up?

I think so!

I love my life. I try to find a bored moment just to feel bored, like in a waiting room at the doctor when the doctor is running late.  There is nothing to read and my iPhone's battery just died.

But I am never bored.  (And I avoid doctors waiting rooms.)

Someone asked me what I do, and I started to wonder that too.

I home school my children, and once a week they go and have lessons together with other homeschooled children.

My son Max meets for soccer practice on Mondays and then has games on Fridays.  Today I am washing the whole teams' outfits.  I feel like a good mom.

Olivia, my daughter is riding five times a week on the most beautiful horse ever, "Sunshine".

I write for the Magazine Tidningen Nara, a column about animals' thoughts and feelings.

I try to finish my manuscript and actually, I am working on two book manuscripts at the same time.

For Animals Without Limits --- the organisation I founded 1999 --- I am working a couple of hours a day with as well.

I have also decided to take up my old "work" holding lectures and animal communications.  It is so inspiring to meet wonderful people that have the same interest as me.  Its a great, clear-wind from rescuing animals were I many times had to fight and compromise with animals.

To combine the two interests is a wonderful balance in my already hectic life.

So, except for all this, I am a "normal" mom and housewife:  Cleaning, washing and cooking....and taking care of 12 dogs, two lizards and thank God Above....the guppy fish are vanishing on their own.

That's Amore!

CHAINED ANIMALS IN THE HUMAN WORLD

Some of you have asked if I cannot translate my columns that I write for Magazine Nara. Here is my latest. Happy Reading!

Chained Animals in the Human World

He stood frozen with a thick chain around his neck. The beautiful Rottweiler’s neck weighed down and I could feel his pain along his entire back. Our eyes met!
I could not understand why the owner kept him chained and locked up in a cage! Despite the dull eyes he did radiate a strong wisdom. I feel a strong despair about chained animals, for all animals that are being held in captivity. 

Suddenly I heard an inner voice from him:
"You people show more fears than any other animal on this planet. You want to own and claim the lives of those who radiate love and wisdom. Your fears go on for generations and wont end until every single person says stop.
We animals have an important role in your life. Together!
What comes out from you affects the chain of life. It affects your neighbor, zoos, families, friends, strangers and most importantly, children."

My daughter Olivia, was maybe three or four years old, when she went a couple of hours a week to an Italian kindergarten. One day the Kindergarten would go to the circus. My heart clenched. I did not want Olivia to go there, the circus used live animals. I expressed my despair to a good friend.

"Mia let her go there and get her own impression. If she does not get to go, it will be even more difficult for her to understand all the children's joy the next day in school. She will feel excluded. In addition, she will never learn to argue either, " said my wise friend.
It was with a fake smile, I waved goodbye to the happy children at the school bus. A few hours later I picked Olivia up at the schoolyard. She was walking towards me with her head bowed. Her little arms hugged me, "Mom, it was so horrible to see these animals, they do not feel good!"
My eyes filled with tears, I whispered quietly, thank you universe, and to my friend and to my wise little daughter Olivia.

You're probably wondering what happened to the Rottweiler? I tried to talk to the owner of the Rottweiler and the police, but they all looked at me with empty, bland eyes. One night, "someone" cut the padlock and the neck chain with a bolt cutter. Today King lives at an unknown location with protected identity.

That’s Amore!

You can read the column in Swedish on Tidningen Nara

EVERYONE HAS ANGELS IN THEIR HEARTS

                                Everyone has Angels in their Hearts

published 2014-07-03 Magazine Nara

Children have a tremendously beautiful, wise vision within themselves.  They're the light from the other side, which in His clarity has not forgotten truth.  Many children who come to this world still believe that it is the same energies here as on other side.  For many children, it is difficult to adapt to "our world".  My daughter Olivia is one of those who find it difficult to fit in to a “normal” world.

Olivia daydreams a lot, like she is flying away out of her body. And she thinks many things operate at too high a decibel.  She thinks there are too many injustices and is moved to tears easily.  Olivia loves animals, nature, and people; she sees the goodness in so much.  Even her teachers say that Olivia is different.  It's a difficult balance and many times very painful to watch.

Olivia has always been in close contact with the other side.  Even at age three, she talked about the things she saw that neither her father nor I saw.  The toys in her room started to play and several times the radio started to play when we had all gone to bed for the night.

Max, her little brother, is also very soft of spirit, and tries to fit in among the tougher boys here in the village where we live.

My kids and I were sitting at the kitchen table when Max suddenly exclaimed, "Mom, you have an angel in your heart!"

As always when my kid state these wonderful, fine clarities, I become speechless.  Olivia looks at her brother with her big blue eyes and says with deep richness in her voice, "Everyone has angels in their hearts!"

That's Amore!

BEING A MOM

Being a mom is the most wonderful thing on Earth-- and sometime nerve-wracking.

I love the early  mornings on the weekends. When the kids and dogs sleep longer, no school, and I wake up 0530 in the morning. I make my big glass of coffee. Some dogs goes out  for a quick "out in the garden pee and quick in the bed again"

I turn my computer on. Start reading a little, answering some messages, updating AWL page, and then write a little more on my next manuscript. Dreaming a little about the future!

Its pitch black outside. Dogs snoring. Soon the house will wake up.

Olivia is 8 years old and already starting to think about beauty, being popular in school. Her hormones are really going up and down. I am amazed and a little shocked. Already!

Here I am trying to talk to her about the uniqueness in every one person, friendship, inside beauty. Some time ago I read in a magazine that girls puberty are starting earlier then when I was young.

Between 8-11 years old girls!

Bah! What happen to childhood?

I think I need another coffee....the sunlight is coming up. Time to run back to bed!

That's Amore!