Hiya G2HM and fellow brainiacs.....had a very communal day yesterday with 3 of my patients in making dry gel caps and gummies....all the gals are organic so we had brought healing foods for lunch and just had a great afternoon.....of girl power......G2HM, I did not know these people before I started growing....so they are a blessing....
My new year's resolution is to get on the oil for my alzthei.mers protocol....and I'm going to do it, for sure....you are definitely my inspiration...thank you from. the bottom of my heart....
So about your horse picture....who is that, how far away, tell me about this animal....can't wait to hear....how does it heal you....you don't have to tell me with horses of mine for 16 years, but I want to know from your perspective.....
My patient #1 has scoliosis (curvature of the spine)....she is a tremendous creative artist, an interior designer, and recovers furniture.....I have worked with her for going on 4 years....she can take a 100 year old wood frame of a furniture piece and turn it into a $5000 piece of art...amazing....going over tomorrow to help her out....very hard work, but very rewarding....she says my cannabis allows her to still be productive...how super cool is that.....?
Nitie nite, my darling....sleep tight
Hiya G2HM and fellow brainiacs.....had a very communal day yesterday with 3 of my patients in making dry gel caps and gummies....all the gals are organic so we had brought healing foods for lunch and just had a great afternoon.....of girl power......G2HM, I did not know these people before I started growing....so they are a blessing....
My new year's resolution is to get on the oil for my alzthei.mers protocol....and I'm going to do it, for sure....you are definitely my inspiration...thank you from. the bottom of my heart....
So about your horse picture....who is that, how far away, tell me about this animal....can't wait to hear....how does it heal you....you don't have to tell me with horses of mine for 16 years, but I want to know from your perspective.....
*Hey you could come up with a group name, or continue to use Brainiacs or Oil Slickers Community, anything to unite us all around the world as we help each other recover. I’m so damn proud, almost swore, I never would have thought I could inspire you like this. Now people are helping you and you are helping them.
*Gosh this is such a rewarding experience for me, to hear from you in detail how we are stopping the suffering. Hey Shawnee, if I make stickers would you want to give them out to your group that you are bringing together?
*I have nothing but love for you my girl, I’m inspired by you too, very mutual, plus, we’re women helping women, BIGsisterHUG
*Well to make a long story short about the horses, they are not mine, I do not know what kind they are, I have no details about them except they are saving my life. Back when I felt my brain shutting down with the darkness I could feel my energy was slowly leaving me. The therapist asked me to make a list of things I want to do in the next year, cause that seemed like how long I had. On that list it was to conquer my fear of horses.
*When I was an at-risk youth I visited my older sister in another province and she took me (underage) out drinking (She was over 19), we got wasted and then she took me to see her horses. I had never been on one before. She put me up on a horse, knowing I’ve never been before, slapped the horses arse really hard and it took off. I thought I was going to die.
*The horse never stopped racing the entire time. I was being tossed up in the air. All I remember doing is trying to use my legs to catch on to the horses sides. If it weren’t for my soccer legs I would have died for sure. I was crying, screaming, beligerant, drunk, and betrayed. I don’t remember much after that but I never got up on a horse ever again.
*Back to the present…Now that I had my list of all the things I wanted to do before I pass on, I was ready to conquer my fears. So one day I went driving north and I knew where some horses were that I drove by a couple of times before. I drove up the gravel laneway and parked the car. There were horses in the field, all 3 looked up at our car. We got outta the car and my husband took my hand and led me over to the fence.
*He clicked his mouth a few times and one horse started to walk over to us. I squeeled, I was so scared. It was the biggest horse in the field and it felt like he towered over me, but I was safe behind the fence, while my breathing became extremely rapid. My husband had brought a bag of yummy apples, and gave me one to fed the horse who was already sniffing my presense.
*He taught how to hold the apple and showed me how to feed the horse as I trembled in fear and compassion. The horse bit the apple right outta my hand and I fell in love instantly and I smiled from ear to ear.
*Then my husband took my hand and showed me how to rub his head, he was so soft and warm. It was a beautiful and defining moment. It was the most peaceful experience I had in years. And already being an animal advocate, I knew I would love them, I was just so scared, but I had nothing left to lose really.
*Then two more horses came up for apples and I was giving them apples like they were trick o treatin at my door, but it was their home instead. The bag was quickly emptied but my heart filled up and I grew to love those horses every second day for visits, now almost 16 months later. PASSED the dooms day, on to greener pastures but not the ones in the sky. I knew that I had to have these horses in my life and they would become a part of my lifeline, much like my oil. A symbiotic relationship that was created out of love and passion.
*The next time I visited the horses from outside the fence, I would never go into their field cause I like to respect others property, but I just had to be around those horses. So we saw the owner/rancher go into the stables and we just basically introduced ourselves. My husband kinda told the rancher a coles notes version of what is happening to me, and he asked if he wouldn’t mind if I could spend time with his horses.
*He said, absolutely, and I smiled from ear to ear. I showed up every second day to brush them, feed them, hug them, take pictures of them, kiss them as we grew trust. The rancher even almost got a special horse for me but I couldn’t afford it. He went to a horse sanctuary to see if they had any older mares I may be okay with but they haven’t had any. A complete total stranger wanted to adopt a horse for me, that makes me cry, but I’m not gonna.
*I love his horses though. So let’s continue on…as I continued to visit his horses the most dominant one in the group selected me. He was the biggest, assertive, hungriest pack leader I ever met. In fact, in the beginning I was so scared of his power that he would nudge me and I would literally fall over.
*I was so timid and unbalanced with everything happening around me. Then one time I fell over the Rancher saw, and I looked at him while on the ground not knowing what to do. I thought he would run over to get me, but nope. He gestured to get up and he showed me how to stand properly by them. He didn’t say a word to me he took on the form of a boxer in a ring kinda stance. I realized, the horse is trying to build my confidence because I had given in to my meek, weak, frail brain self.
*But when the rancher gave me a prompt, I just followed the way he stood when he was near the horses. I have not fallen since. In fact, I’m stronger and more confident than I was before. Now my fingers are fast and my stance is always ready to move. I learned fast, plus I got tired of falling. hahahaha
*I’m not afraid of horses anymore, in fact, the biggest most dominant horse is my best friend. He makes the rancher laugh when he see’s us visiting together. We are inseperable now. And my trust with the horses is so tight that I’m not afraid to share their space, I just make sure not to stand behind them.
*I have cried on them, I have hugged on them, I have gone to them anytime I feel frail because I know they will make me feel accepted unconditionally. As the horses grow patches of white hair and so do I. We have known the rancher for over 16 months and the community of volunteers that keeps these horses going. And I have full intention of keeping my deep love and admiration for these horses for as long as I can.
*We are not able to have horses or dogs personally. I have a beautiful cat who I have been training and she loves my time and compassion too. But if it were up to me I would buy a hobby farm and keep animals around me as much as I can. But I am sooo broke, just stripped of all my possessions, my home, just everything.
*So if I’m going to continue on in this world, it has to be with animals, otherwise my heart starts to wither. Noone can make me squeal like a little girl than the horses. Noone makes me feel protected out in the forests but those horses. I feel they healed my spirit and now WE, the horses and I, are one.
*Now when I show up to see the horses, the Rancher goes to whisper in their ears and it’s soooo funny. He sends them over to me and tells them I have carrots for them and they start to walk over to me. And then the rancher smiles and waves at me llke he’s the Dad I never had.
*I have made the Rancher and his wife gifts and always go to talk to him every time. Whereas in the past, I was too scared and only my husband would talk to him. He’s got a great boisterous laugh and he’s sooo smart. I get to ask him questions about his traktor and fences and horses and land. I am safe there and although accidents happen, this meeting of the hearts was no accident.
*It is because of peoples’ random acts of kindness that I am alive, and feel so passionate about paying it forward. And this is why the horses means so much to me…I love them with all my heart and soul.
*And that was the short story version…hahahahaha Are you sorry you asked? Just kidding. Now you know why I wanted to write this with fresh eyes and fresh heart.
My patient #1 has scoliosis (curvature of the spine)....she is a tremendous creative artist, an interior designer, and recovers furniture.....I have worked with her for going on 4 years....she can take a 100 year old wood frame of a furniture piece and turn it into a $5000 piece of art...amazing....going over tomorrow to help her out....very hard work, but very rewarding....she says my cannabis allows her to still be productive...how super cool is that.....?
*That is pretty freakin' fantastic Shawnee, what a Healer you are. I'm not surprised how much the meds help her continue on in the day. I'm extremely proud of you my soul friend. You really are changing lives for the positive. I wish I could give you a huuuuge hug. Wait until she tries your oil, she will be floored at how smooth and elevating it really is and so cost effective.
*Be well my friend, relief is coming.
*Posting the protocol next…your sister resister…
three bags cleaned hung to dry for 4 hrs trimmed and in freezer double bagged how long are they good am i in a rush? Thanks grow .
cause you just got me so excited. Plus reps for me?, you know how much I love that...lol. Easy to please. 
Talking about soccer, I posted on you tube! That's a first for me! It's my soccer dogs. 
"izzy and team pat"
