Chosen energy

 I watched as a rescue crew allowed the dogs they had gathered choose their new owners from a large group of humans. I cried as honesty over lighted restraints and restrictions. Energy knows. Seeking amplification it will sniff it out every time. I watch as my critters show me things I may miss. Buck or bale out. I met the  Colorado prison mustang program guy and after watching the humans morph I knew I had seen solid gold in another facet of horse healing. Freedom, strength, taming, allowing alignment, all gifts given. Dogs do it up front and personal. My first choice for a dog as an owner was Tucker, a gorgeous Irish Setter. He hated humans in uniform. Umps, cops, mailmen, all irritated him. I was 20, and learning to see the bigger picture. He was that energy of mine that needed no referee here. Independent, protective and always included. The day he passed to the Rainbow Bridge I headed north to the next dog, Cody. German Shepherd search and rescue candidate. My new life began the moment she arrived. Jessie is losing Bugsy the Bulldog to the Rainbow Bridge today, hardest and most generous job a human can do. After Kota the Protector, Bugsy was the solid energy she needed next. Years of support to her human, and her family. Grateful for our animal selves in the animal forms. Reminding us that nature in her wisdom and beauty and support of our expansion gives us a moment with those creatures that raise us up! What a party it will be when we arrive at that bridge!! Love- the gift that keeps on giving. The barn a great place to receive, I will be there.

What to do when I grow up

 I was asked that in High School. I asked what my options were? NO ANSWER. In college I was told GIRLS here at Bemidji State University do these things. Social worker, teacher or a nurse were their options. I chose Swimming Instructor. When I got home that summer, I was told that was worth less as a career choice, and to go back and try again. NO! was my response, which soon became a reaction in defense of my intuitive knowing. I taught swimming lessons.  Kids are looking for options. I learned that the NATAL CHART was helpful. I became a recruiter. First for companies looking for staff, then Medical Doctors. I am good at that job. It taught me to trust my judgement and use it for both sides. I created a lot of harmonic matches. So I opened my own company. It was fun, successful and kept me learning. ALL needed for a balanced work commitment. WHAT do you want to do now? This planet is looking for good help. I am always looking for good help too. Get your natal chart done. You can do it online. I am a Fire Rooster, a Sagittarius Sun and Moon. It is my Libra Rising that gets me my version of my vision. I see a world where harmony is the target, power and justice are evidence of harmony and balance. AND talking about that is my JOB! See???? There it is, 36 years of doing what I want when I grow up. See in the barn.

I love rhubarb

 It is a treat in spring. Yesterday I cooked up whole bunch for us. It served the riders. They all had memories of rhubarb. Marika needed an extra plate full, so I gave her mine. She knowingly looked at me, and that is what Marika and I do here. She is now 28 and has ridden in my therapy horse program bareback for 15 years. Her core power is off the scale, even though she falls flat and hard everyday with a seizure disorder she has had most of her life. Her parents are brave to allow her alignment to our giant horses, B A R E B A C K. The laughter, the unbridled joy and the ranch time make her happy! In our world of dis-ease there are those who have a higher frequency than earth offered. They became the canaries in coal mines of this world. Warning with their deaths doom was in the air here and it was running out. They sometimes can find one thing to cling to. She clings to horses, I do the same thing. They guide me, they raise me up, they smash into me, buck me off, and they, just like the little kids, make me get out of bed every day, WILLING!! Rhubarb does that in the spring, I look for the growth and harvest the magic as soon as I can. Sharing is the best part.. What do we wait for?? What do we savor? Who do we share it with? Try another less capable that you, overflow their cup with yours. In-vision Farms is a new company willing to help ranchers and farmers with alternative opportunities for their lifestyle choice. HOW about a  horse and a willing human to share it!!?? Two birds one stone. See ya in the barn, where I share mine with those needing a leg up. It is a wide open field!

YOUR WORDS

 Not mine. People try to put words in other peoples mouths. In the energy of the creative process, the words have it. Period. What you say is like a brush full of paint. You open your mouth and it swirls into your field. What you say is what colors your immediate reality. Broadcast with out thoughtful consideration it can infect the weakest. Words will create their own brand. Are you strong in your own aura energy? Protect it!! Protect your child's. Take it back and ask for forgiveness if you have created a cancer. Backwards spin is cancer, malignant words are the CAUSE!!!! They are not funny nor helpful on any level, especially your own. When you learn the  truth of the WORD, you will stop poisoning your life.  Some of those you have trusted for guidance and support are fooling you with toxic words aimed directly at your field. Out loud or in your mind say this.  STAND IN THE LIGHT AND TELL ME WHO YOU ARE AND WHAT YOU WANT WITH ME! In pictures I can see, with sounds I can here/hear and in WORDS I can understand. You are going to get ONE CHANCE to make your intention abundantly clear. KNOW - NO. Back up. Walk away. Get some help. It is the most powerful creative force of ALL that is. Use energy wisely. If you do not have some kind, funny or helpful say, BUZZ OFF! I will be in the barn where nickers and whinnys are the energy I love. Your family in the sky is watching, this our LOGAN, he shows up once in awhile in the clouds! Still checking in on his sister LADY. YOU are being watched, speak as if GOD is listening.

The feeling for FAVORITE

 Are you your own favorite??? Favorite flavor, favorite outfit, favorite co-creator?  The frequencies ebb and flow in energy. In winter the coat I choose is my favorite for that day, that weather, that event. Then summer comes and my favorite is different. I love sun so you would think summer is my favorite. NOPE, winter is. Only on a snowy landscape can the SUN dance a billion sparkles. Sun in winter is beyond measure to me. Today, allow some of your favorites. People first. Kids, neighbors, co-workers, clients can all apply. Each one with it's own gift. We are so focused on the WHAT-NOTS, we forget about those favorites. Tell someone they are one of your favorites. We are listening, are you telling? Shine the love light. Speak only of favor. See how that turns out. I will be in my favorite place, can you guess where that is??

Making a RASH decision

 Every time I turn around there/their is a rash someone needs to talk about. So hear/here it is. On the inside we hold. Skin, liver and thyroid are the TRIPLE HEATER. Rash is in their realm. When it surfaces from the inside you are gearing up for an opportunity deep or old  as it surfaces for attention and healing. If it is triggered from the outside, a weed or a bite or a burn, Take a GOOD look around and see what is calling for your undivided attention to REMEDY>. Person, place or thing, past, present or future. ASK your higher self for a new view. Touch the rash with your fore finger and it will trigger an emotion to consider. I use Bach Flowers to heal the wound. YOU are your own healing system, activate it with willingness and honesty. If I am feeling RASH, irritated or even in pain, I must own it first. In pictures I can see, in sounds I can here/hear, with words I can understand, make it abundantly clear...NEXT STEP???? I will now be stepping into the barn. Happy Monday! 

The MOTHER LODE

 The uterus is prized portal here on earth. People will go to great lengths to access one. That is a perspective with so many levels. Being a MOTHER can be a choice to anyone, any gender, any social class, any race or religion. It is a calling, a frequency felt in the heart. The back field is pink, it is personal. The front of the HEART is green and very broadcasting. More like the speakers less like the stylus. The choice is the individual's. I see big rough dudes nurture an abandoned kitten. I see little immature children nurture a crabby old neighbor. I see some who see no faults, only potential. I see those who move into the line of fire willingly. THAT'S a mother. Portal, oracle, chief cook and bottle washer too. The last one standing, when everyone else has disappeared, gone home, or simply never shown up. I am an honored mother. I feel the love of many children of all ages. The two who I birthed are especially mothered by me, from the moment of conception I knew it would be the hardest job that I love the best. Happy Happy MOTHER'S DAY!