Allow AND THEN align

We are used to being prodded and poked, dis'd and bullied. How about we get used to being adored! It is time that that starts now. Being adored is a new concept for me. It usually begins in childhood and carries through. If it did not start there it can be difficult to attract. What you do not know you can not know until you choose it and then learn it. My cowboys were not adored as kids, they were anything and everything but adored. That changed their lives. They looked on the outside for what was missing on the inside. They are a funny group, recovering from some crazy choices. I say their PHD's in life are incredible. They have skills that only could come from those experiences and I am very proud to know them and share my ranch and  life's work with them. Today as we open the Year of the Horse, allow adoration to settle in and on you and your life. Feel what that feels like. It is a smile, a gift, a laugh, a hug, it is total acceptance even when you are an butthead. At least you are someone's adored butthead. I adore my critters, even when they are naughty, they make me smile. I align now with this idea. All is loved, all is adored, my Creator said so, and I believe it for sure.

Year of the Horse

2002 was the last one. I felt that was a very good year. This one is looking amazing. I know the cycles that offered to the human race to assist in evolving towards the greater good are helpful, yet very few know what they are and how they work. Many are fearful of what they do not understand. Some are controlled by that very notion. Allow yourself the luxury of this year. Horses are power animals supporting humans with grace, strength and beauty. They live best in community and the herd takes care of the herd.  Now really think about that for a second. Do you deserve that in your life now??? I sure do. I surround myself with them daily and share them with friends and clients alike. This is the year of the Magnificent Horse, You deserve to meet one, know one, ride one and be loved and carried in to your future on the bare back of one. Join us at the ranch, and enjoy this magical year! Hawk's Ridge Ranch will celebrate the Year of the Horse with many projects, check them out and join us.

Frozen out

In the shift and under the black moon of the frozen January, things are still and locked up and frozen solid. I see that every where. No one going out because the fear the cold, or the wind. I know our world is waiting for the sun/son and the light and love to radiate and thaw things. It is today that we are being invited with the second new moon of 2014 and January, to choose. You are about to see some amazing recoveries. Our world is thawing and the pipes are beginning to flow, the toxic fear based human condition is being healed and the new day is upon us. Nothing less warmth, kindness and hope will fit here. So get on it, decide, speak up, change it and you too will know what it is like to be happy and warmed and inspired!

Wound care

There are mother wounds, father wounds, ethnic wounds, religion wounds, school wounds, bully wounds, wounds were us!!! How is it that we are SO wounded? In the past century there was a dismissal of the healing arts, it all started a long while back with those who were practicing the healing arts being ridiculed as witches, or practicing voodoo or some such other nonsense. It was a well played card to let wounds fester and allow the pain to rule the day. That way you could be told and sold because you were weak and desperate and wounded. It gave crazy power to physicians, priests, and business minds. The battle was on. I was wounded and then I got sick. That mother wound was mine and working it through my project. My health was the final straw that caused me to turn and face the wound. That and my little girls, whose life and health and well-being relied on mine. In the face of change I saw the healing arts and their gift. I looked past the drooling dogs that wanted me to stay sick and in their system of never ending treatment. I knew deep inside of me that what would heal me would be natural and easy and available for a fair trade. I knew drugs were not going to do anything but addict me and surgery would make the wound worse. I choose something else and  I dove in head first.  Then after an immersion in the arts of some wonderful healers, I popped up, totally recovered and inspired. I then spent many years defending my choice and my healing beliefs and gifts. I know what I know, because I did it to me. I study daily the gifts available to us from our Creator and our Earth Mother. I share every thing I can with those interested in WOUND HEALING. It is time now, close the wounds, let the world and it's Creator align with your heart and your mind and your body, and you too will heal those wounds. It time now for us all to be free, well and happy.

At your worst......

she said he held my hair, she was throwing up and looked awful and he said, I will help you anyway I can, let me..... she hesitated, and then she said ok.  Many have stopped helping each other. At our worst, we are vulnerable, afraid, and feel inadequate. That is where love really shows it's true colors. LET Me... LOVE YOU... ANY WAY I CAN NOW, When it is my turn, I know you will be there for me too!! Let's give this a thought now, no one here deserves any less. Think about it.

do you feel abandoned?

I grew up that way, abandoned by a dead father and a run away mother, at the age of 2. It has shaped my life in many ways. I have seen first hand what it is like to have someone show up for a minute and take off when it gets tense. I watched my father die, and as his spirit left that cold day after Christmas with his neck broken, I knew in my tiny body and little heart, that this was going to be a tough life.  I have had the I love you but not this much stuff many times. I have watched families crumble when the parents put their own problems and issues and addictions first, and off they run into the sunset of the day, leaving the kids behind waiting and waiting and waiting for the return that never happens. Little faces, looking out the window, wondering why they were not good enough to keep their parents happy and loving and THERE!! They join a gang to find what they were meant to have at home.  I always wanted a gang of my own, so I got one, still do. My childhood friends are still my friends today, my gang, my fun, my support and I love that! Many do not get so lucky. The gangs they find offer choices that are harmful and not loving. Abandoned people truly end up not caring and this is how they feel and act.  Alone, on the street, sick and lost and with a pain that only a mother/father love can heal. I am Mama Su to many, I love that name and I love that job. It is how I remedied my own abandonment issues. I became what I desired. That is who and how we must embrace this to fix this epidemic. Abandoned? Not when you know you are truly loved, always were, and that although it may seem that way, it was an illusion. You are one with us all, and together we can remember community and home. You need not know what I know or believe what I believe for me to love you, that is what UNCONDITIONAL means. A great idea huh, mama's and papa's every where, sharing the load and sharing the love. Look around we are popping up every where now!!

Honoring women......

In my heritage the woman owns the teepee. She is the mother, the healer, the breastfeeder, the child rearer, and the chief cook and bottle washer.  She is the heart of every home. Period. Encircling her is her man or partner, protecting, supplying, supporting, and lifting her up. Within the structure of the family, in tact, the circle complete, children make their way into that center. The mother is the conduit. She is being telegraphed data for 9 months. She prepares a vehicle, a body for an incoming soul. She hears the whispers of her new child constantly and does her best to listen and learn. She needs to rest, be quiet and supported with love  so that she can do this job well. Honoring these women has been non-existent in my lifetime here. I know I have watched and been a part of that lack for the whole of this life. It is so hard to see it. I have done both jobs, male and female the whole time, breadwinning is easy to me, so is bread making, and so I have always done both. I plow my own farm when I am here and that is how it goes each day. I have let go of waiting or even wishing that would be different and accepted my role peacefully. I will not however tolerate it for my girls and am very vocal about it. Loving them, honoring them, cherishing them, being loyal and supporting them is what their fabulous husbands do and I am proud of my sons in law for their support of my girls. I know that will make this world a much healthier place and their marriages, and families will thrive!! Those who are separate from the mothers of their children, need to do whatever it takes now to remedy old hurts, and honor those women. It will change our world forever. I know it will change mine.