The Stories We Tell Ourselves

 Happy Saturday friends!

A few months ago ManChild and I were out running an errand and we got onto 540 (outer loop around Raleigh, NC etc). When you're on an entrance ramp to a highway where the speed limit is 70mph, you speed up. He was picking up appropriate speed quickly and as we came around the curve to the highway, there were suddenly a line of tall thin "cones" (they aren't actual cones, they are 4' tall skinny orange tubes with a big rubber base, what are those called?) cutting the entrance ramp off and pushing us straight toward the highway itself with no on ramp at all. You know how everything in your brain accelerates to Mach 1 as you calculate your next step: No space. Big line of cars on the highway in the right lane going 70-80mph. No where to go. Slam into cones? Slam on breaks hard. Keep control of the car. Stop two feet from nose getting hit. 

All in a 19 year old brain that is not used to driving yet. No one was behind us so we sat for a moment and caught our breath before continuing on. Holy hell man, WTF. Whose bright idea was that? No signs, no flashing lights, no warning in any way. Idiots. 

We spent the rest of the drive talking about how he did everything right. 

Fast forward to earlier this week when ManChild mentioned that story and how he totally freaked out. 

Huh. Isn't it interesting the stories we tell ourselves? He absolutely did not freak out. So, I told him, 

"Actually that's not true."

He stopped and looked at me.

"You did absolutely everything right in that situation. You kept control of the car, you stopped in time. There wasn't anything that could have been done that would have been better than what you did. You were exactly right. I was really proud of you, I still am!"

He continued to look at me, I suppose making those same quick decisions, and said, "Thank you for saying that." 

Somehow he took what I was saying as truth, adjusted his belief about the situation and reframed his story. Shocking in a full grown adult, let alone a teenager. 

I hate those stories that we tell ourselves about how we freaked out, we weren't good enough, we aren't capable, when the sheer fact that we are still standing here, proves otherwise.

THE RANCH 

I did the thing, whoohoo! For a long time, I've been this little business and have just done payments using Venmo, Zelle, cash/check. Now I have this Monday night online art class on Zoom, every Monday from 7:30-9pmET. I want this part to grow so I made it easy for women to sign up, you can pay right from my webpage and use Apple Pay, Google Pay, and credit cards, yay! So much easier! So, if you've thought about it but payment was fussy, please consider again! And if you know someone who might want to join, please forward this email or this site to them.

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The Portal to Another Dimension Chandelier is up for grabs! This is the chandelier that was very pretty in this house when the previous owners lived here but not pretty with my stuff :-) In the early days of us being here and sitting under this chandelier, my brother looked up and said, "It's like a portal to another dimension."

Yes! Can you hear it? As soon as you sit down you hear whoom, whoom, whoom and if you lean forward to grab the butter, the sound gets faster and louder and pretty soon you're sucked into it, butter in hand, to who knows where. 

Here are a few pics of it from the day that we looked at the house back in March of 2021. If you've been here before you'll recognize the floors pre-2025 fire. They are the same floors but after the fire we had them stained to look like white oak instead of the red oak they are. You can see the chandelier off to the left in their dining room:

 

I loved the previous owner's style, that baby grand at the entry was beautiful! I love rugs too but lost all mine in the fire. They "cleaned" them for me and they came back smelling like sweet smelling chemicals. That was not going to work for this sensitive girl. Sigh. Back to square one.

So, the chandelier is yours if you want it, free! I hope it goes to someone who loves it :-) Send me an email if you'd like it. You have to be local-ish (I'm in Apex, NC), it's heavy and I'm not going to be shipping it.

Here's what I know about it:

Dimensions:
 • Outer ring: 30” diameter
 • Inner ring: 20” diameter
 • Drop: 29” from ceiling (adjustable longer – extra cable inside ceiling mount)

Features:
 • Heavy, dual floating rings with glass crystals
 • Crystals on both inside and outside of each ring
 • Bright, white integrated LED lighting 
 • Chrome finish with mirrored inner surface for extra sparkle
 • Sleek cable suspension – no bulky rods

Condition:
 • Excellent gently-used condition
 • Fully functional, uninstalled and ready to take home
 • Includes ceiling mount and hanging wires
 • Clean and carefully stored

And here you can see why it didn't fit my house :-) Our eat in kitchen is more than big enough for a good sized dinner party and I don't have a completely separate work space like I did on the Colorado farm. So our formal dining room is no longer and is used for my weekly Women's Circles. Weather permitting, we head out to the lower pasture to have our meditation and circle with the ponies and mini donkeys and then back inside for art and laughter:

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Yep, yep, teeth showing a bit, a few frown lines that life gave, maybe clutching a little bouquet of weedy wildflowers but it's okay, the ones who actually receive it and say, "Oh look! Positivity! Let's go this way!" also look a lot like this. So basically we are a bunch of happy, feral raccoons over here in the Women's Circles and we pretty much like it that way :-) 

And speaking of Women's Circles and what we offer each other, I saw this great quote from Awakening Body that said: "Every woman needs at least one friend she can have the most inappropriate, absolutely unhinged conversations with and never once worry about being judged. I'm pretty sure it's essential for our mental health."

THE RANCH:

Sweet little Blu, having a rester in the sun because you know, it's not one million degrees anymore (his foot is all better!): 

Brad was working on the bubbler in the pond (helps to keep the pond from getting gross) and was digging down into our sandy soil on the other side of the dam. He accidentally uncovered a turtle nest! There were 10 baby turtles inside, the size of silver dollars (or an Oreo to you youngins who have never seen a silver dollar :-))

And now we can see first hand why our neighbor (the one with the larger pond) had to have her dam fixed! Ugh.

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I started the Great Plant Migration back into the house about a month ago and brought in all the big ones. I kept getting the feeling that there was a green anole in the house. Every time I would feel that, my brain did that "that's not true" thing that makes us doubt our intuition. 

Heehee. 

Never discount your intuition:

We opened the window to see if it would hop out but it was very happy sunning itself, thank you very much:

Brad got a cup and paper, cup on the left of the anole, paper around the lamp on the right. It jumped right onto his arm. He said he could just barely feel it's little tiny nails:

He tipped his arm out the window and it hopped out. Success! While I really wouldn't mind a cute little green anole in the house, I was worried about it not having enough to eat!

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Have you seen a mane braid like this? If you can French braid, you can do this one too. It's like a half a French braid. Next time I'll change it a bit so I can gather all his wither (shoulder) hairs in too. He was so good during our Tuesday circle this week. After our check in we were just chatting and enjoying the horses before we went in for art and Blu stayed very still and let me pretend I was five years old again. Now he needs some mane chalk for some pretty streaks and maybe some hoof glitter ;-)

HOW TO WORK WITH ME

Equine Partnered Coaching! With horses, without horses, phone, or online, your choice. 

Neurofeedback Train your brain to calm and ease. The most common response I hear about neurofeedback is, "I'm so much less reactive in my life!" It really does smooth out the sharp spikes. Super helpful if your world feels harsh and spiky right now. These appointments are in my climate controlled office.

Reiki Another way to facilitate relaxation, calm, healing. If the weather is nice, you can choose outside in the herd or of course, in my office is always available :-)

And Women's Circles! I've updated my website yet again so read up and then contact me if you want to talk about joining a Women's Circle!

Wednesday Women's Circle has a waiting list, I will add you to it if you'd like. Newer people do indeed get in occasionally, as sometimes the people higher on the list end up with upcoming vacations, too busy at work, or just life is life-ing. 

Tuesday Women's Circle, runs 11am-2pm,  contact  me if you're interested in the next group, it starts October 26th.

Monday online art class via Zoom. Ongoing, every Monday, 7:30-9pmET. $35
I teach you something fun in watercolor or mixed media. It's a low key, jammies kind of class. Right now it's still small so you get more one on one instruction if you want it. 

 

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Me, my oils, and my access to AI

 Happy Saturday friends!

I had a funny thing happen this week, well it was funny to me anyway! I was at the dermatologist for a follow up to my freezy spots I had done a few months ago. A young assistant man came in to check if anything had changed for my file. Nope. 

He asked, "Who do you use for your primary care doctor?" 

I paused, "...uhhhh...well I suppose my hormone doc might see me...can we say it's me? Me, my intuition, my oils, and my access to AI?"

Snort giggle. Well, it's true! I can't even begin to tell you the amount of stuff I have fixed with intuition and essential oils! Oils work wonders if you catch things early enough. You know how you wake up with a scratchy throat or ears that feel weird? Oils. Or stub a toe hard enough to turn it black and blue? Oils. Or the weather changes and gives you a sinus headache? Oils! And intuition, that's really the precursor to oils. She just pops up with all kinds of info if you get quiet enough to hear it. Years ago I was having occasional bouts of vertigo and couldn't figure it out. What in the world? Yuck. One morning I woke up with the world swirling and the thought popped into my head, "Drink more water." 

Huh. Really. Okay, let's try that! I chugged water, laid back down and within the hour, the vertigo was gone. Fast foward a decade or more and I can feel it coming on much sooner and start drinking more water right away so don't wake up with the world spinning anymore (knock on wood!) This year I discovered electrolyte tablets and I feel even better!

My body is a finely tuned machine ;-) and if my levels aren't topped off, I'm wonky. Like a car without enough oil lol. 

And now I have Claude AI as this new team member that helps me spot patterns! 

BTW, the dermatologist said, "Come back in a year." Whooohoooo! 

THE RANCH

Whew, yeah baby, this was a big one! About 5 feet long and bigger around than a quarter. Happy it's here eating mice and critters we don't want around! 

 

Aren't the shed skins fascinating? Back when we had a couple of snakes, we got to see them shed their skins and how they use rocks and sticks to help them. Look at the right side of the shed, did you know that's what a snake's belly looks like? When they move, those long scales lift just a bit to catch on the ground and move them forward.  

And then on Friday afternoon I was out driving the golf cart to go get the mail when I spotted this harmless black snake sunning itself on the driveway. I was on the phone with my brother and was very happy he wasn't with me, he might have driven off the road in a panic ;-) Not a big fan of the creepy crawlies. Doesn't it look like it has two heads? Don't worry, it's just a shadow. I got out to take a photo and talk to it and it slithered under the tree to the left. When I drove by, it had raised its head to watch me, looking like it was going to strike! Goodness!:

The guineas are settling in nicely and as I write this, Brad is out back creating a bigger enclosure for them. Nearly there, just needs the roof and the perches and they will be transferred over this evening!

This will be a much better spot and should enable them to safely navigate the horse pasture if they need to. Plus it's much easier for us to deal with cleaning their pen, giving food and water. Another week or so and they will be able to be loose. The guy we bought them from said to let half out at a time, it keeps the loose ones knowing where to go back home to. Smart.

Waiting for their new home (and yes, their heads really do look this way, they aren't ill, just kinda prehistoric):

Everyone else was a little weirded out at first. Not the 3 original goats or Sweetness the mini donkey as we had guineas in Colorado so they are familiar. But everyone else was like this:

Parsley said, "What in God's name ARE those things?!?"

Tori was just as concerned: 

A couple of the goats even refused to eat in their nighttime pen for a few days, they didn't even want to go out there! 

"Absolutely NOT. You can put our food in here thanks." Denali is on the right, she was in our batch of first babies we bought. She's 9 and has been around the block. She tried telling Dancer (in back) and Dancer's baby Parsley that it was fine but they weren't having any of it:

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Blu is slowly getting better, thank you for your prayers. On Thursday I was out chatting with Bonnie and the herd. I had already cleaned out Blu's feet so he knew that I had treats in my pocket. He would NOT leave me alone. I had just finished cleaning out the goat barn and the wagon was in the coaching barn. I walked around to the other side of the wagon to keep Blu at arm's length. He tried following me around but I just kept him on the other side. He'd stop and look at me like, "Hey!" I'd laugh and not let him get me. He started to figure out the game and would take a step and I would counter step and he'd stop and take a step to the other side. Ha! Smarty. We fooled around like that awhile and then he stopped over by Bonnie. 

I said, "Did you think that was as funny as I did?"

And he shook his head and then his whole body! Was that a yes or a no? 😂 Here he is debating his next move:

HOW TO WORK WITH ME

Equine Partnered Coaching! With horses, without horses, phone, or online, your choice. 

Neurofeedback Train your brain to calm and ease. The most common response I hear about
neurofeedback is, "I'm so much less reactive in my life!" It really does smooth out the sharp spikes. Super helpful if your world feels harsh and spiky right now. These appointments are in my climate controlled office.

Reiki Another way to facilitate relaxation, calm, healing. If the weather is nice, you can choose outside in the herd and of course in my office is always available :-)

And Women's Circles! I've updated my website yet again so read up and then contact me if you want to talk about joining a Women's Circle!

Wednesday Women's Circle has a waiting list, I will add you to it if you'd like. Newer people do indeed get in occasionally, as sometimes the people higher on the list end up with upcoming vacations, too busy at work, or just life is life-ing. 

Tuesday Women's Circle, runs 11am-2pm,  contact  me if you're interested in the next group, it starts October 26th.

Monday online art class via Zoom. Ongoing, every Monday, 7:30-9pmET. $35 
There isn't a public link for this one but you can contact me for the short supply list and link here. I teach you something fun in watercolor or mixed media. It's a low key, jammies kind of class. Right now it's still small so you get more one on one instruction if you want it. 

Hope you all have a great week!

Thank you for reading :-)

All of my art and writing is made with human intelligence!

If a friend forwarded you this post, you can subscribe to my full version
of the Saturday morning newsletter that will be emailed to you by clicking here.

"Forboding Joy" (Brene Brown)

Happy Saturday friends!

On Thursday afternoon, I sat down at my desk to figure out my first Meditation with the Herd event of the year, yay! As I was debating on dates and weather, I found myself kind of anxious.

Huh. Weird. What was that about? Mulled that over a bit and found memories. Times in the past where I would pull out a paper calendar, and start planning the year. "Oooo, it would be fun to do x in the spring!" or "I really want to hold x next fall!" It was all fun and games and dreaming in the flow state until 2020. Boy did I have big plans for that year, business wise. Then covid, Mom's cancer diagnosis, the beginning stages of moving across the country back to North Carolina. Life went tumbling in a lot of directions and things haven't been quite the same since. 

Ok, great, I found the waiting-for-the-other-shoe-to-drop fear. Fine. I can do this. It's fine. I'm fine. Onward.

I created it all:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Meditation with the Herd
Saturday, October 10th, 2026
5:00-6:30pm
$15
Space is limited to 20 people.
And made the website page to go with it for details. 

Yay! I did it and survived just fine.

Then I went downstairs and took Lucy out for a little walk. We were halfway down the driveway when that shoe drop thought popped up in a new way:

I'm happy therefore something bad will happen to me.

 

I was still walking along with Lucy and looked over at the upper pasture fence. The dark slats with the sunset dusk sky caught my eye. Pretty.

But the visual afterimage of the fence stayed in my upper peripheral vision. I blinked a few times and it didn't go away. Well that freaked me out and you know what that means. My mind went haywire.

"Am I having a stroke??"

Again I say, ew: 

 

I turned around, trying to ignore the disorienting things my brain was doing and started TFT tapping: above one eye, cheekbone, collarbone. Got inside and had a smidgen of Ativan. As soon as I was in indoor lighting, the visual afterimage stopped and the anxiety calmed down. 

I started doing some research and found the waiting-for-the-other-shoe-to-drop phenomenon is what Brene Brown calls "Foreboding Joy" and here's what her research found: Foreboding joy is what we use as a preemptive strike against vulnerability. Whaaat? What do joy and vulnerability have to do with each other? 

Well, sometimes we get to a certain age—might be younger or older, depending on life experiences—where our nervous system has learned that when good things happen, bad things follow. There is an ebb and flow in our human lives. We all know that both good and bad things happen to us all. But somewhere in our brains, we begin to equate the good and the bad. If this, then that. 

Brene says that humans think that if we catastrophize first, we are protecting ourselves from being blindsided by loss. 

Yes, exactly. 

What we're actually doing though is robbing ourselves of joy in real time. Suffering in advance for something that may never happen.

Brene says that joy is the most vulnerable human emotion. More than grief and more than fear. If we are in grief, we are already in pain. Joy requires us to be fully open, present, trusting that good things are allowed to last, and that terrifies the nervous system that has learned otherwise.

The fix? A practice of in-the-moment gratitude. This is real, right now, and I am grateful—staying in the joy rather than fleeing it.

Ooooooooo, yes! I love this.

So, instead of letting a catastrophic thought spiral, we can pause and name what we're grateful for in that exact moment to anchor ourselves in what's actually happening. 

So good. I will be doing this and will report back. I'll also be doing some extra neurofeedback! 

THE RANCH 

Remember last week when I wrote It Takes a Village, Part 3: Body Doubling? I'm pleased to report that we did household chores together and it went swimmingly. We've talked about things several times and he seems to be understanding what I'm saying and is really picking up the slack. Happy dance 🤸🏽‍♂️

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Last weekend we found a little mouse jumping up and down in one of the goat's water buckets. The water was just at a low enough level that it was surviving thank God. As much as I don't want mice around, I don't want to see them suffer! 

Once it was out, it sat in the sun for the longest time, shivering and running its tiny hands along its face. I sat with it awhile and talked to it. 

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Saturday Sept 12 was one of those special days in my life. Would have been Mom's 80th birthday. I found a Facebook memory from 2016 that said: Called my mom this morning and sang her the birthday song really loud. Ike and Onya joined in by barking. Our windows were open and all of a sudden one of the mini donkeys started braying too! Haaaaa! 

It was the day that my mare Rayn came home in 2012. Both she and ManChild were 5 years old:

 It was the day Jaffee came home in 2023, the year after Mom died. All in all, a really happy date :-):

 

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 The leaves are just starting to change, thank God!

 

Speaking of fall, we painted fun little mushrooms this week during the Women's Circles:

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Little Boy Blu had a rock in his hoof:

And has been tender ever since.  I am watching him. If things get worse over the weekend, or if they aren't a lot better by Monday, I'll call the vet. Fingers crossed and prayers said that he'll be okay!

I gave him banamine for pain yesterday and he let me do it, barely. Today I tried sneaking it into a piece of apple:

I cut out the center, squirt the banamine in, covered it back up with a sliver of apple:

 
Smart right? I gave him a piece of regular apple, gave everyone else a piece too so he could see that they were also enjoying it. Gave him this piece, and he was happily chewing on it. Just as I was pulling out another piece for him so he could wash the taste out of his mouth, he tossed his head, flinging a few tiny apple bits around. I tried the second normal bite and he walked away, very Eeyore looking saying, "You have ruined apples for me."

Oh bother.

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Guess what? OMG! So excited! I found guinea birds, finally! We pick them up this weekend, happy dance! So, this week, Brad bought and installed more panels for their pen. We are getting another set on Tuesday (yay Marketplace!) and will expand their pen to 5x10' and 7' tall. They have to stay inside the pen for 2-3 weeks so their little brains will understand that it is home and then we can let them loose on tick patrol! (Yes, we'll be fixing the bottom so they can't escape.)

 
What's next...? Ducks maybe?! 

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And finally, some pretty, fluffy pampas. I love this time of year!

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True story: We had a giant 4th of July party two weeks after we moved into this house. 20+ people. A bunch of kids racing around upstairs. Just an absolute zoo. I was sitting, calmly chatting with Mom, Aunt Katy, and my brother Michael when he looked over and said, "You're so laid back, are you on quaaludes???" 😂
(I knew I couldn't lean forward ;-))

HOW TO WORK WITH ME

Equine Partnered Coaching! With horses (early morning appointments in the summer), without horses, or online, your choice. 

Neurofeedback Train your brain to calm and ease. The most common response I hear about
neurofeedback is, "I'm so much less reactive in my life!" It really does smooth out the sharp spikes. Super helpful if your world feels harsh and spiky right now. These appointments are in my climate controlled office.

Reiki Another way to facilitate relaxation, calm, healing. If the weather is nice, you can choose outside in the herd (this is an early morningappointment) and of course in my office is always available :-)

And Women's Circles! I've updated my website yet again so read up and then contact me if you want to talk about joining a Women's Circle!

Wednesday Women's Circle has a waiting list, I will add you to it if you'd like. Newer people do indeed get in occasionally, as sometimes the people higher on the list end up with upcoming vacations, too busy at work, or just life is life-ing. 

Tuesday Women's Circle, runs 11am-2pm,  contact  me if you're interested in the next group, it starts October 26th.

Monday online art class via Zoom. Ongoing, every Monday, 7:30-9pmET. $35 
There isn't a public link for this one but you can contact me for the short supply list and link here. I teach you something fun in watercolor or mixed media. It's a low key, jammies kind of class. Right now it's still small so you get more one on one instruction if you want it. 

Hope you all have a great week!

Thank you for reading :-)

All of my art and writing is made with human intelligence!

If a friend forwarded you this post, you can subscribe to my full version
of the Saturday morning newsletter that will be emailed to you by clicking here.

 

It Takes a Village, Part 3: Body Doubling

Happy Saturday friends!

Isn't it funny how certain things stick in your head? I'm still mulling over that Oprah podcast about women quiet quitting their marriages. I wrote about it two weeks ago in It Takes a Village to Support an Adult. Then again last week in It Takes a Village, Part 2: I Can't Be It Either.

I was still wondering if there is an answer to any of it? Obviously a village, a community, is the answer but building a community is hard work, ask me how I know ;-) It takes time and effort and constant feeding. I guess, now that ManChild is 19 and only my baby in my heart, building the community around The Mother Ranch is my baby now. 

But that's the village side of things. What's the answer in good marriages? How do we start to give up control-of-all-the-things and expect that our spouse will pick up the slack? 

Don't look at me as if I have the answers, haaaaaaa!!!

But I did have a couple of ah-ha moments this week:

Brad and I were out in the lower pasture, doing morning chores. We both just start doing what needs to be done, no one has certain jobs. When one of us finishes a piece of the chores, we move onto the next thing that needs to be done, sometimes that's starting something new, sometimes it means taking on a part of the other person's chores. For example, if I'm giving grain to all the critters, then Brad picks up all the hay bags and starts to fill them. When I'm done with grain, I often will go and start hanging those finished hay bags. Then I'll rake up loose hay into piles where the hay bags are hung and Brad will start working on cleaning the goat barn. Whoever finishes first, lets Tori and Cash out of their eating areas and the other goes to fill the goat water buckets. It's all a well oiled machine now, we've been doing some version of this for ten years. If one of us can't do chores, the other knows how to do it all without asking each other what the steps are.

The difference in the above scenario is that we came to farm work as equal adults. We had no preconceived ideas about who should do what, it just all needed to be done. Neither of us grew up on farms either so we learned together. There is marriage power in that!

Housework is different though isn't it? We learned at the feet of those control-all-the-things mothers. Him by seeing that she and his sisters would handle the things and me being taught to handle. What to do?

My brother was visiting this past week and we went to see Dad and Delores. We ended up splitting up for a bit, Dad and Michael catching up and Delores and me talking. She told me that they had decided to not have a housekeeper anymore and they just do the cleaning together. Imagine my surprise. Who is this man? They do it all on one day. 

Hmmm...

That was sounding familiar...

Then I remembered that my Aunt Katy and Uncle Chris used to do it that way too. Instead of the woman going around doing all this daily invisible labor, they do/did all the things together and it worked. No one was sitting around relaxing, while the other was cleaning. 

Maybe that's the answer: stop assuming "picking up the slack" will happen, start cleaning side by side. 

So, this is my current answer: clean together on Sundays before the work (for me anyway) week. I talked about it last night and he said, "It just doesn't seem like there is all that much to do..."

I was fluctuating between trying to hold back laughter and trying to hold back the fire breathing dragon that is also me 😂 😳 🤯 🤬. You will be glad to know, I stayed calm and he still has his eyebrows and eyelashes.

"It just doesn't seem like there is all that much to do..."

I can't even.

Of course it doesn't. JeZUS CHRIST (as my grandpa used to say!)

I'm thinking that the real secret isn't just dividing tasks. It's that neither of us stops until the jobs are done. We stop together, when everything is finished, just like with chores. As two ADHD people, working at the same time aka "body doubling" will be so good for us. Wish us luck! 

THE RANCH:

Seven years ago now, I was run into from behind by my off the track thoroughbred. I had an undiagnosed head injury and often my brain couldn't figure out how to walk up the stairs. It took years to heal. That was the beginning of the end of full sized horses. This was the first time I thought I could maybe take all four littles to the upper pasture and wasn't scared :-) There was a discussion about how we were going to do it, and then some untangling of the lines but then we were on our way and my sweet ones just went along like it was nothing, yay:

A friend's mom gave me her big jade when she moved earlier in the year. This summer she's been outside gaining more leaves by the day but one day her arm fell off! Oh no! Jade is so hardy isn't it? She just started pushing new growth from that point:

I've been collecting heart rocks for as long as Brad and I have been together, 28 years. I find hearts all over the place, even in veggies:

 

You know how some people are afraid of spiders and others are afraid of snakes? I'm afraid of crickets. They freak me out by how quickly they move. I don't smash them and I haven't gotten calm enough to talk with them so they will stay still and I can take them outside like I do with spiders. I just go get Brad and he picks them up barehanded (shudder) and takes them outside. This one was particularly gnarly, it's a cave cricket and it was in Lucy's water bowl in my bathroom. Uh-uh, nope, no way:

 

 

While my brother was here, we repotted my heirloom African Violet. This was my maternal grandmother's, then my mother's, now mine. It's giant (not quite as big as before the fire but is recovering) and after being placed in the new pot, her leaves promptly went limp in shock. Gulp. I've put a big, clear Rubbermaid box over top as a kind of greenhouse, in hopes that she comes out of it. Finger's crossed!

 

At the end of a walk with I Love Lucy, she likes to grab her leash and play tug with it. I saw our shadow selves and had to take pics. Leaping for the leash:

 

 

A green lynx spider on my basil, I've never seen one of these before. Apparently they don't build webs, they hunt by pouncing on insects like a cat! 

 

HOW TO WORK WITH ME

Equine Partnered Coaching! With horses (early morning appointments in the summer), without horses, or online, your choice. 

Neurofeedback Train your brain to calm and ease. The most common response I hear about
neurofeedback is, "I'm so much less reactive in my life!" It really does smooth out the sharp spikes. Super helpful if your world feels harsh and spiky right now. These appointments are in my climate controlled office.

Reiki Another way to facilitate relaxation, calm, healing. If the weather is nice, you can choose outside in the herd (this is an early morning appointment) and of course in my office is always available :-)

And Women's Circles! I've updated my website yet again so read up and then contact me if you want to talk about joining a Women's Circle!

Wednesday Women's Circle has a waiting list, I will add you to it if you'd like. Newer people do
indeed get in occasionally, as sometimes the people higher on the list end up with upcoming vacations, too busy at work, or just life is life-ing. 

Tuesday Women's Circle, runs 11am—2pm.  Contact me, I have 3 more spots in this group, it starts September 15th!

Monday online art class via Zoom. Ongoing, every Monday, 7:30-9pmET. $35 There isn't a public link for this one but you can contact me for the supply list and link here. I teach you something fun in watercolor or mixed media. It's a low key, jammies kind of class. Right now it's small so you get more one on one instruction if you want it. 

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