Look Who Showed Up!

Do you see? Facing away from the camera, on purpose I’m sure, lol ๐Ÿ™„, Elly came to join us for our after dinner meditation tonight.

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Elly is always off happily doing her own thing when I meditate, enjoying her time while the boys are leaving her alone. I heard her puttering about in the kitchen and then about dropped my jaw when she came into ‘our space’. She never, seriously never, hangs with me and the boys in the library. She’s Daddy’s Girl and when he is away at work in the evenings after dinner, you will find her on our bed chilling.

To top her entering our space, she came over and sat within reach of me. ๐Ÿ˜ฎ I was trying to stay focused on my meditation, but I was dying to grab my phone and snap a picture. Lol. After a few minutes she moved away and I thought she was leaving…nope. She goes over to the couch, The Boys couch mind you, jumps up and gets cozy. ๐Ÿ˜ณ

Here she is a while after I finished, still on the couch, asleep and looking even cozier. ๐Ÿฅฐ

It was an odd night all around.

Ian came over to me for some attention. Second time he’s done this. Then he went to what is already becoming His Spot.

Larkin needed LOTS of hands on attention. He was even on my lap – and you try staying focused and meditating when your dogs face is so close to you his whiskers are touching your lips! For a time he was on the floor next to me and with my hands on him he would periodically change to position where he wanted me to touch him. Then I could somehow tell he was good and had gotten what he needed. He moved away, said a sweet hi to Elly and came back to sleep at my feet the rest of the time.

Not to be left out of the unusualness, Nicklas didn’t just sleep, he snored. ๐Ÿ˜

I had intended to spend this time in February planning out what I was going to start implementing on my 6o day plan beginning March 1st to address the next thing I want to work on with the dogs.

Some of the big things I’ve accomplished:

โ€ขI transitioned them to a Raw ๐Ÿฅฉ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿฆดfoods, species specific diet, and they’ve been doing excellent!

โ€ขGrooming ๐Ÿ’‡โ€โ™€๏ธ, brushing , nail trimming ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿผand baths ๐Ÿ› are now on track for all of them. ๐Ÿง–๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ

โ€ขProject to improve Nicklas’ back leg strength was a success. ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง—๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ

Now the upcoming new project is about Manners, Energy, Health and Longevity. We could all benefit from that, huh? ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜œ

I will do a blog post sharing the details and goals of what I want to do as part of #MyGordonsProject and why, but for now, suffice it to say one of the items I knew I was going to add back in to our daily routine in March was meditation. Once I had the idea though, I couldn’t just wait for the day on the calendar to be “right” to move forward. ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ Seeing their open response, acceptance and enjoyment of the brief time I spend meditating, now I feel like how could I NOT do this for them?

I’m new to meditating, have always struggled with it, the idea of it, the stillness, does it really work, how do you ever know, am I doing it right, why am I even doing it….and so the never ending thoughts go. Can you relate?

But I’m open to things I don’t understand, I still don’t get how planes โœˆ๏ธ get off the ground but I love to ride in them. ๐Ÿ˜ I do believe there is energy all around us, science has proven that. I don’t get Quantum Physics but somehow science has proven that magic happens and is basically what life is made up of, how crazy is that?!

Side note ๐Ÿ“- have you read the book, A Happy Pocket Full of Money? If you’re curious on the science behind The Law of Attraction or The Secret, it’s well worth a read. It’s not techy, or woo-wooy. It’s mind blowing.

My friend Jamie taught me this Japanese method of meditation and one of them, the Joshin Kokyu Ho, is what I’m doing now.

Still not sure I’m doing it right or what I’m supposed to feel but I know my dogs and seeing the changes in their behavior tells me without a doubt that “something” is happening. And something good at that. I.am.grateful.

So let’s see if I get ‘good’ at this meditating. I’ll continue to post on the journey as we go. And if you want to know more about this ancient Japanese practice of meditation and how it can help your animals, you can connect with Jamie Lee here, or drop me a note and I’d be happy to introduce you. ๐Ÿ˜Š

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The Helmet Comes Off

Already in his jammies* for the night, Ian is soooo happy

to be feeling better and to NOT be wearing his “helmet” heโ€™s doing spins and rooโ€™ing at me to let him back outside. ๐Ÿ˜ƒI had to hold the “take photo” button down to snap continuous pics trying to get one of this whirlwind ๐Ÿถ that was in focus.

Larkin doesn’t get why Ian is being so crazy but he is game for whatever the adventure. ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ Nicklas is loudly protesting that Ian is being too loud and needs to stop creating a scene but…it looks like fun so if it works out that Ian gets something for his trouble, he wants in on it too. ๐Ÿ˜‚ Elly is nowhere in sight, she’s staying well away from the ruckus and those silly boys.๐Ÿค“

*Jammies are the genius idea I had to stop his tail from poking out of short sleeve arm holes at night. The long sleeves are perfect for sleeping but not for daytime activities. Another favorite, colored shirt of mine bites the dust. ๐Ÿ˜ฎ We also have 3 daytime pants we rotate between – pink, orange and purple, with purple being the favorite. Looks great on him, matches the color of the wrap on his tail and everything just goes smoother for some reason when that’s the color he’s wearing.

Note to fellow dog owners – NEVER throw away a sock or t-shirt. They are life saving and useful in so many ways. Right up there with Vetrap.

So so so grateful this boy is healing. It’s been a wild ride this past month. I don’t know what we’d have done if I had to leave the house for a day job. Even working from home, I have put so much on hold to take care of Ian.ย 
Now let’s keep this happy, healing going! ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป๐Ÿ’•

Thank you, rat?!

Who knew I’d ever be thankful to a critter invading my garden? I sure didn’t.

Ian tells me that the rat that he chased out of our yard a couple of months ago after numerous rounds of garden destruction, is back. I still haven’t seen him but my most amazing hunter’s nose doesn’t lie.

After a month-long process (saga?) of dealing with a frustrating and painful injury on the end of Ian’s tail, one day he simply told me he was done. Done with wearing his helmet, done with wearing his pants, completely over the wrap (Vetwrap) that he has always hated and he needed FREEDOM. Ugh. His tail wasn’t healed enough for that. It was the next challenge in a month-long series of never-ending challenges. What to do??

Good news was his tail was finally making some measurable progress, FANTASTIC news actually, and I was at this point feeling confident he was no longer in danger of losing part of his tail. Down side was though that it was still not nearly healed enough to give Ian what he wanted. No way were we having any more setbacks. No. I refused. Period. Not that my ‘refusing’ has ever worked over this entire past month. lol.

Enter Rat ๐Ÿ€.

Once Ian discovered the scent it was GAME ON. He was a dog on a mission. Laser focused. He made it through the garden fence 3 times before I sat and watched him do it and discovered the weak point in my fence. I shored up the defenses and they’ve been holding strong. ๐Ÿคž๐ŸปPoor tomato plants! Talk about a rough year for my tomatoes. Sheesh! I was however able to harvest (pick up off the ground is more like it) a huge crop of green Juliet tomatoes that I’m letting ripen on the kitchen table. At first I was like Oh No! Not the rat again. But then I started watching Ian and how he couldn’t have cared less about his tail. Hmmmm….could this rat be a good thing after all? The wheels start turning…

I started giving Ian some monitored time outside ‘without’ his helmet, although tail still wrapped and wearing his pants. Absolutely awesome! He was excitedly wound so far up there that as long as he could be outside he didn’t even care about his helmet either. But I cared. He would run so fast around the yard it was too risky that he’d clip the helmet on the corner of something, like a tree trunk, fencing, wood stack or perhaps the straw bales and break his neck.

It’s now been 5 days since “The๐Ÿ€ Returns”. Ian has spent most of his days outside patrolling and monitoring the back yard on high alert. Today I’m celebrating as he even got a few hours completely naked. Holy cow! Is this what a normal day in our house is like? I almost couldn’t believe it. He was so happy and I was so happy too!

I have refused to take pictures of his tail so I can’t show progress. I don’t need any more memories, it’s all stamped pretty clearly in my brain. I can update though to say his tail is very tender, no hair on the end for any wagging protection and still with a few fragile scabs. It was a challenge to maneuver and corral him in the house so he didn’t wack it hard enough on anything to cause it to split open again. All the while he is trying to excitedly wag and tell rat stories. He does have a minor wound on his front paw he’s re-aggravated from the licking he did to distract himself from his tail, but we are so close, I can clearly see the light! ๐Ÿ˜€

We have grown closer, Ian and I, this month and I love this brave boy to pieces. ๐Ÿ˜ He has taught me so much, as have all of our dogs. Two of the lessons I’ve learned from this most recent experience (1. Stop trying to fix the impossible and 2. Inherent Whys) I’ll be sharing about in upcoming blog posts so stay tuned.

I’d love to know what lessons you’ve learned from your dog(s), please share! I’m also looking into writing a collaborative book compiling these stories, so if you have one you’d like to share in this book, be sure to let me know! I’ll keep you on my list as I start collecting all the stories.

Here is Ian, crashed out after a night ๐Ÿ€ patrolling. Still wearing his pants, he finally called it quits for the night and came inside but now no longer focused on rats, he started licking his paw again. Sad to have to put his helmet back on again, while sporting a cheery face and telling Ian how great he is….instead I grabbed a blanket and covered him up, paw included, gave him lots of love ๐Ÿ˜˜ and kisses, hoping if he couldn’t see his paw he would forget about it and realize he was exhausted and take a nap. It worked!!

Tired boy finally calls it quits for the night. Rat patrol will have to wait till the morning.

Always groom before a vet visit!

I always brush or groom my dogs before taking them to the vet. I consider it part of my responsibility as a dog owner, aka “dog mom”.

Hereโ€™s why:

โ€ขPretty, groomed, sweet smelling dogs get more love and attention. โ˜บ๏ธ

Iโ€™ve seen it first hand. My husband thinks I’m crazy or maybe just silly but when the receptionists come out from behind the counter to knowingly get licked and slimed while petting your dog; when the vet techs smile as they greet your dog to take them back, as they laugh when they then get yanked away by a happy Gordon off on an adventure; when the vet kneels down and gives them extra ear rubs and tells them how handsome they are…it’s true. The staff are always pleasant and kind if my dogs aren’t looking their best but they go out of their way when around clean, shiny dogs. โ˜บ๏ธ

โ€ขFirst impressions of a well cared for dog say without a word that you will go the extra mile for your dogs care and you want the best. And of course you do, so that’s a win!

They treat you with more respect when you come in with a visibly well loved family member, not simply a pet.

โ€ขA trimmed dog is easier for the vet to actually โ€˜seeโ€™ so they can catch something that might otherwise have been buried under hair.

They can’t go over every inch of your dog, they count on you for clues as to where to look. And when you’ve bathed them and hand your hands all over, you’ll feel any unusual spots or new bumps that you can make a note to ask the vet to check out.

If your dog has short hair, at least make sure their toes are trimmed, eyes and ears are cleaned and their coat is smooth and shiny with no caked on dirt.

โ€ขYour dog will feel better, even if they are under the weather. The love they feel from you while being brushed goes miles towards helping them heal.

They have pride too! Doesnโ€™t Ian look happy to be handsome? โ˜บ๏ธ This boy will proudly hold his head up that much higher when he’s groomed as he walks in the vets office. He’ll soak up every bit of love and โ€œawwww ???โ€ heโ€™s given.

โ€ขIn an emergency, no I don’t bathe and trim my dogs before taking them in. I DO however throw a brush in my purse for while I’m waiting in the office.

The intent isn’t to be “Oh my gosh, I have to hurry and brush you before anyone sees you!” Instead the intent is that it gives you something to do with your hands and a place to focus your attention when you’re upset. You never know what you might feel while having your hands on them that will be helpful in diagnosis. It keeps you both calmer too. ?

There really isn’t any downside to doing this and so many wins. So why not?

As a side note, this just came to mind as I’m writing, it’s important so I’ll share even though it’s a little off topic of this post.

If you have to leave your dog at the vets offices Go Visit Them! Don’t ask if you can, ask instead for when would be a good time or do you need me to call first. They may say, oh he’ll be sleeping or you don’t need to come, we’ll have someone looking in on them 24/7. Don’t Listen. Trust me, your dog needs to see and feel you and know that they haven’t been deserted. Even if they aren’t fully alert, they’ll know you’re there and can feel your vibes. That will absolutely help them heal and be less stressed.

Also, the vet and staff will again see without you saying a word that you are a very concerned “parent”. The more you can say thank you to them and be appreciative for the great care they are giving your dog, the more likely they are to do the little extras, like stopping by just to talk to them or to brush them.

What going to the vet routines do you have with your dog?

Rebuilding The Runway

The path all 4 dogs take as they go tearing out the back door after a bird they’ve spotted in the yard is what I call The Runway. ?

The dirt had sunk, especially in the corner, so it was a low point in the yard collecting water and the sprinklers were too high to water it properly. Add originally laying it in the dead of summer, which is 110ยฐ around here, didn’t help. So it was looking a little sad.

With all Iโ€™ve learned this past year, and since not being able to use grass seeds due to crickets that love grass seedlings ?, I can now do a great job transplanting, patching holes and putting seams together ?.

This was my biggest repair job yet. Unplanned too. The idea struck and I knew if I didn’t do it now it wouldn’t get done this year. The seasons of life in nature trump time and agendas.

The prep work was Not Fun. And to not waste the bits of living grass I pulled up I used it to patched other various holes in the yard. Time consuming, ugh, for sure and yet I do love not having holes. ?

Actually laying the sod was the easy part. ๐Ÿ™‚

Now if I can keep it alive and the fence not peed on (or jumped over)??โ€โ™€๏ธwhile it grows roots. ????

I want to know why human urine is good fertilizer for grass but dog urine is not? ?

All that being said, the reason I work so hard on the grass is for the Joie on my dogs ? faces when we play ball on it…

watching them roll in it….

enjoying the coolness in the shade on grass that never gets too hot to burn your feet….

being able to ground myself…..by sinking my bare feet into REAL grass that feels like coming home is an awfully nice side benefit.

then there’s playtime…

and mealtimes with no danger of eating rocks….

#selfcare at its finest ??

#homeownerlife #lovemydogs #gordonsetter #lifeofjoie

Update: I am ecstatic to share that after a couple weeks of extra daily waterings, the new grass is doing better than any sod previously laid! Except for the brown patches where the fence was peed on while we were gone for 12 days and they “forgot” where they aren’t allowed to pee. It’s now had two haircuts and can be walked on. The chairs are my genius idea to have them go around The Runway while the new grass is settling in as they take off out the back door. ? And they can pee on the chairs which are on the rocks. ??

This new patch is now Ian’s favorite spot in the yard. ?

So now you know I’m obsessed with grass. Lol. I’m sure if you’re a dog owner you too have great stories of the things you do for them and because of them. I’d love to hear some!

The Nose Knows

As is the required regular morning routine I was out playing ball with The Boys, Nicklas, Ian and Larkin, and one of the balls took a crazy bounce and ended up in the veggie bed. (the overflowing bed on the left in the photo, but of course.)

I searched for a while but the tomato plants have literally taken over, becoming so dense and tightly packed together I couldn’t find it without breaking branches.

So hoping I’d eventually come across it one day, I went in the house and got the back up ball. I luckily have a 4th extra ball as the neighbors tossed another one we’d lost many weeks ago back over the wall ??? and we finished our game.

A couple hours later Nicklas goes up to the garden fence, nose in the air obviously having caught a scent and I’m like OMG, he smells the ball! Almost disbelieving, I open the gate, only letting him in (Ian & Larkin know something is up and want in on it too LOL), and he goes right to the middle of the bed sticking his nose in amongst the tomato plants very carefully. He spots an opening by the basil plants and puts a paw in the dirt but quickly listens and takes his paw out when I tell him no.

He sniffs around a bit more and then zeros in with his nose stuffed in a plant and holds still. I check and yup, he’s found it!

I carefully reach in, moving leaves and branches to pick up the ball while Nicklas impatiently waits, thankfully not lunging into the garden bed to grab it.

He is very pleased with his find of course and proudly pranced off with Ian and Larkin hot on his heels, pestering him, hoping to steal his treasure. Lol.

Just ask Nicklas

I am choosing to soak up this moment, live in the JOIE and Celebrate!! โœจ???

I absolutely have to share the fantastic news!

23 months ago our boy Nicklas almost died from heart failure, due to a taurine deficiency. We were told even IF they could save his immediate life it would be for maybe 6-12 months as damaged hearts donโ€™t heal. ??

Day by day this boy held on and fought to survive. When he demanded to be let out of his oxygen tank/crate we knew he was going to pull through. ?โ˜บ๏ธ

We took him home, crossed our fingers, gave him loads of love, a summer of rest (under protest), heart medicine, high dosage of taurine and a bonus CoQ10 supplement ? as for 6 months we daily counted his breaths per minute, waiting for his first cardio recheck. There we learned he was responding and his heart was shockingly starting to HEAL! ???

9 months ago I started feeding him raw, 6 months ago I chose to take him off his heart medicine, and TODAY his echocardiogram shows his heart is completely NORMAL, both in size AND pumping efficiency!!

We are ecstatic!!! Plenty of happy tears. ?

Recovery is so new and rare his cardiologist canโ€™t even believe it.

Itโ€™s been a scary ride at times and often we wondered if we were doing the right / best thing for him when it went contrary to poplar opinion and many were very much opposed and freely attacking our choices.

Loving him as I do and knowing NOBODY was in his corner more than me, gave me the strength and courage to learn, ask questions, never give up and to make decisions based on what I believed in my heart was best for him. When a life is on the line you donโ€™t often get a second chance if youโ€™re wrong, I wanted no regrets.

Nicklas is soooo happy now, energy is off the charts even for a puppy, much less an 8 1/2 yr old boy. This previously frustratingly picky eater we couldnโ€™t keep weight on LOVES to eat now. He has the most amazing Joie de Vivre!

Miracles DO happen! Just ask Nicklas, heโ€™ll happily tell you so with a bark or two or three or four.

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Is it Woo Woo, Magic or Something More…

This story begins simply enough a week ago with the dawning of a brand new day and fresh determination to accomplish my 3 for 30 Challenge items (Self Care, Fitness & Business) before 2pm, starting with Self Care, which for this challenge meant meditation.

To back up a bit to set the stage…after being a long time woo woo, non-meditating skeptic, while still acknowledging there are lots of things out there beyond my understanding, I’d recently started learning about healing energies and wanted to know if it was possible to use them myself. This element of my challenge was because I was curious what 30 days of consistent meditation would do for me and my dogs- our pack mindset, energy, balance, grounding, peace and awareness. Could I get good at it? Could I REALLY use energy and see an impact around me?

So that morning, after meditating with all 4 dogs around me I noticed Nicklas had gotten up and was standing there slightly trembling. On immediate alert ๐Ÿ˜ณ I felt over his body, checking his chest and belly in case of bloat, see if he’s in pain anywhere, thinking back over what he ate yesterday and of course I start to worry (Nicklas doesn’t do anything NON-emergency) while telling myself to stay calm. I can tell it’s something with his stomach so I take him out into the yard to try and get him moving to see how he does.

Nicklas is starting to look distressed, maybe he’s feeding off of me? He does that. The thought pops into my head that I should meditate with him and see if I can create a healing space for him and help us both to be calm, all the while I’m debating if we need to head to the vet for an X-ray, knowing from past experience, with this boy especially, that time can be of the essence.

I sat down right where I was in the yard on the grass, Nicklas laid down right by me and I meditated with him. Not sure how long I sat there maybe 15/20 minutes or so. He was calmer but the shaking started up again and I could feel his stomach rolling. I decided, “OK baby, to the vet we go.” Going inside, I started looking around to see what I needed to take and make sure the rest of the gang was set, had water and all that.

I was hit with this idea to use some Peppermint essential oil, quickly pulled out a reference book on my library selves to see if Peppermint worked on digestive/stomach related issues (I’ve never used it that way!) and lo and behold it does. ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ I mixed 3 drops with some coconut oil and applied it to half of his belly, rubbing it all in. Rolled him over and repeated on the other side. Figured it couldn’t hurt and would maybe help him be more comfortable on the drive to the vet’s office. Interesting thing is, Nicklas doesn’t like essential oils AT ALL so that he let me put them on him was a miracle all by itself. I was halfway thinking I’d have to put him in the shower and wash it off, if it caused him to stress out more.

5 minutes later he had a TOTAL shift in behavior and perked up! ๐Ÿ˜ฒ I proceeded to load him into the truck and sat there staring at him….thinking ๐Ÿค”….should I give him some more time….what if I’m wrong?…I know at the vet he’ll be keyed up, he’ll be taken from me and be stressed while strangers hold him down to take an X ray, not giving him time to be comfortable. I know they’ll want to do lots of preventative, maybe give him drugs, pump his stomach….and if it’s NEEDED I’m completely okay with it….and yet…is that the best thing for HIM?

I decide to take him for a walk and give him a few more minutes. He surprised me by wanting to move so we ended up JOGGING to the park! I was happy that due to my better health, lighter weight and recent exercises I could keep up with him. lol. At the park I let him drag his leash and explore on his own as I slowly strolled around looping the small park several times. Finally he started to slow down so I picked a spot to sit on the grass, he trotted over and laid down very close which is completely unusual for him when we are out. I knew he wasn’t fully ok. I continued watching him for clues. Again, I started meditating with him. Right out there in the open, cross legged Indian style, back straight, hands on my legs palms up…the classic pose, right? ๐Ÿ˜› NEVER would’ve pictured me doing this in a million years!

The wind was gusting, it was a bit chilly, clouds were moving in like a storm was on the way but, as is common this time of year in Las Vegas, really wasn’t, with some patchy sun. An absolutely gorgeous day! I sat there being filled with gratitude that he was doing “ok” at the moment and that we were spending this time out in nature together. He loves the wind, it was cool enough for him and he was calmly resting. If this had been the dead of summer, here in the desert, it would’ve been another story. I only opened my eyes, however long later, when a neighbor came by walking her dog. I had my phone but felt no need to check the time. What did it matter? We left shortly after and made our way to a couple other smaller patches of grass heading towards home. I found a big rock to sit on as I watched Nicklas investigate, then he came back and again sat close, on my feet even. I meditated with him some more and then we just sat there soaking up the day, me gently touching him, he content to lean on me. I was grateful to not be sitting in a vets office with him stressed and me worried about him. I’m sure the construction workers that were out redoing our neighborhood streets were giving me strange ๐Ÿ‘€ while I sat there meditating. On a humorous note, I would say to Nicklas – “Ok, let’s go home” – and he’d immediately flop back down flat on the grass. This happened multiple times. ๐Ÿ™„ I got the message!

After FINALLY returning home he laid by me on the couch, not completely himself but resting comfortably. I put peppermint oil on his belly every 3 hours or so when it seemed like the effects were starting to wear off. And I meditated with him another time or two.

Side note – I learned that it’s Nicklas’ energy that drives the pack and he needs to be my focus with these healing meditations. I’d been waffling between him and Ian but clearly saw how they acted when Nicklas was uber calm. He never is! From the moment he wakes up till he’s sleeping he’s on high speed energy. I have my work cut out for me!

After a long tiring day and my worry that he’d have a set back during the night that would have us at the emergency vet; the light dinner I gave him didn’t sit too well….I put more peppermint oil on, rubbed his stomach till he burped and his stomach settled down again. He made it through the night and was back to himself by the following late morning. ๐Ÿ˜ It took me another day of having eagle eyes on him to believe he was really ok.

Thank you for your patience if you’re still reading through this story.๐Ÿ˜Š

I’ll end with saying that I’m not advocating to boycott the vet. On the contrary, vet’s have saved my dogs lives, Nicklas’ especially, multiple times so I will ALWAYS take them in for cases of true emergency and am extremely grateful for their skills and resources plus our own financial resources that we’ve been able to use to pay for their lifesaving care.

This time though, I felt I had new tools in my tool belt and was able to actually DO something to support my dog and provide him a space to heal himself. Maybe it was nothing serious but even simple pent up gas can be deadly for deep chested dogs. Maybe the meditation helped? Perhaps it was the essential oils? Perhaps it was my remaining calm and focused on listening to him and not scaring him more by freaking out? Or was it the stomach rubs he got? ? Who knows….

Whatever it was, Woo Woo, Magic, common sense, non of the above…to me it honestly doesn’t matter. I was able to put new knowledge to work, empowered myself, created a better experience for us both and Nicklas continues to do great. To me that is PRICELESS!

I will always feel blessed for that magical, Something More, afternoon we spent together. ๐Ÿ’ A gift I don’t ever want to forget.

If you’re curious about the healing meditation I mentioned then connect with my friend, Jamie Lee, who has been instrumental in starting me on this path. You can find her on Facebook here, or comment below and I’ll introduce you. She’s amazing!

Jamie and Reiki