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When you judge another; You are judging yourself; Let go of your illusions.

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Man Eater – Chapter 3

By: J.V. Andrus

 

It was summer now and all was calm.  I was outside playing one evening when I spotted my run away pony, Judy.  With her head down, she stood quietly in the corral by the barn, stamping her small hooves and flicking her thick white tail back and forth in an attempt to fight off the hoards of black flies that bit at her small golden body.  Slowly, I walked towards the barn and nonchalantly swung the gate closed to trap Judy.  I turned to find myself cornered.

I was frozen to the spot.  Man Eater dove at me, white rimmed eyes full of hate and black ears flattened to the back of his head.  Grabbing me with his teeth, he flung me into the air.  The world exploded as I hit the ground and in half a daze, I crawled under the corral to safety.

Luckily for me, the jacket I had been wearing was my brother’s and being four sizes too big, I had slipped out the bottom.  I sat and watched in mute silence as Man Eater tore the jacket to shreds, then turned heel and headed for the hills.  I was soon to learn that this would only be the first of many attacks by the insane stallion. (more…)

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Man Eater – Chapter 2

By: J.V. Andrus

I was only a small girl but I’ll never forget the first time I saw that wild horse.  He was crazy-mad and full of hate.

We stood still as Daddy and Frank brought him through the yard, fighting and screaming.  His nostrils were flared wide and red and his white rimmed eyes were full of hate.  His head and short mane were caked with blood and lather covered his huge black body.

The angry stallion fought the ropes that circled his neck and held him between the two other horses.  He dived at Daddy’s horse only to be brought up tight by Frank’s rope.  He turned and charged at Frank but was thrown backwards when Daddy’s rope pulled tight.  He was a mass of flying feet and catching one of the ropes in his teeth bit down on it with such fury that the rope snapped but, Frank was too fast and another rope whistled through the air and landed over his head.

I was sick.  I thought the poor horse would kill himself before he would stop fighting.  It took the men an hour to corral the crazy, mad fighting horse. (more…)

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Gone But Not Forgotten

I have always been fascinated by the power of words to convey a message.  When I was young, my mother used to read us stories some of which were her own.  I loved those stories.

J.V. Andrus
Dec. 2, 1934 – Oct. 10, 1989

Sometimes, however, an artist’s work isn’t fully recognized or appreciated until after they are gone – the following story has never been published but, it needs to be. It is a story I have never been able to get out of my mind.

Written by my mother, J.V. Andrus, Man Eater is about a wild mustang captured in the Alberta Foothills before the majority of wild horses disappeared from the range.

Many people like to romanticize the good old days – truth is, times were hard back then and the bitter reality of that truth can be harsh. The story of this wild mustang is raw.  It’s real. It is a battle between a wild animal fighting for a territory being encroached upon by man. So, let’s take a step back into our not so distant history and enjoy my mother’s story of a wild stallion who roamed free in the foothills of Alberta in the 1939’s or 1940’s.

Proudly, I present:  Man Eater by J.V. Andrus.

The following is Chapter 1 of 3.

Man Eater

By: J.V. Andrus

When I was a little girl, my family lived on the CC Ranch southwest of Nanton.  The Ranch, situated on Willow Creek was silhouetted by the wild and beautiful Rocky Mountains.

The land was filled with bush and farther in towards the mountain was thick timber.  I remember that it was not uncommon to see bear, moose and deer on this land.  We knew that many wild horses made their home in the mountains although they were rarely seen.

My story is about a black stallion who gained the band of wild horses and who was snared in the mountains by my Dad and his best friend Frank.

I had only seen the wild horses a few times.  My Dad, who was foreman of the CC Ranch, said the wild horses were inbred.  They had large over-sized heads, crooked legs and big pie feet.  Some were very small.  The wild horses usually had long unshed hair and the older mares had matted manes and tails that hung to the ground.

They stayed high up in the mountains most of the year and grazed on the tender grass that grew along the timber line.  Their bands were very small.  The cold harsh winters and deep snow found the colts and weaker mares starving.  Some were pulled down by Timber wolves, some by another hungry predator. During these times, wild horses usually descended from the mountains into the foothills.

The ranchers hated the wild horses. (more…)

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Alight,

The moment you pause,

Then realize,

You have already landed at the spot,

You were meant to be.

 

 

 

 

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Spark of Life

“I’ll not be left here.”

“She speaks and, with stern words at that, Chin!”

Xheng’s eyes widened.  It was the first sentence Amarelle had spoken. The Captain relieved Amarelle of her abusive captor, the Preacher, almost a fortnight ago but she’d fallen into a mute silence after being rescued. He noticed a spark of life in her eyes.  Stiffness in her stance fore told a stubborn determination to have her way in this discussion.

“You are still too weak for a voyage over the ocean to the Canada’s, Amarelle,” Chin spoke his words softly and carefully so as not to cause the girl duress.

“I’ll not stay!” Amarelle stated with forceful intent.

“Well, she’s correct in thinking she can’t stay Chin!  The moment we are gone the Preacher will be claiming her once again and we can’t have that.  Gather up what tinctures you can for her and all the cheese, fat meats and bread makings you can to get her weight up while we journey.  Then procure some proper foot wear and clothing for the girl. She will be relegated to the Captain quarters while we sail.”

Smith gave Amarelle a quick once over.  The girl, although healing, was frail.  Outward bruising had disappeared but she had not overcome the trauma she’d endured at the Preacher’s hands.

“Deny her nothing Chin. Take her with you to gather her needs.  I suggest you hurray we leave on the tide come morning light.” (more…)

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You’re being watched…

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I am a very easy going person, and enjoy life.  I don’t ask for much other than to be healthy and happy, but yet it seems like I get taken advantage of in many different ways.  I get walked over all the time.  I don’t think I’m better than anyone, in fact I probably have less than a lot, but I feel very rich within myself and my home.  I know that I am an enabler because I never want to see anyone hurting for any reason so I try to help if I can.  How can I change his within myself and still be helpful to others?

Are you feeling like this and have you ever asked this type of question?  If so, it is an excellent question!

Congratulations number one for recognizing that you are a codependent and enabler!  We all are from time to time; this is human tendency and obviously causes self-esteem problems.

Moose Medicine and the North direction are indicated to seek wisdom in addressing self-esteem issues.  This is inner work. (more…)

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Do you believe in a soul walking into someone who is still alive?  Can the two soul’s cohabitate in one body?

These are very complex questions. Let’s unravel the Dreamwalker Scroll pertinent to these questions to answer them with more depth.

It is extremely important to be physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually balanced.

When your heart chakra is fully open, you are open to the emotional energy of many other sources. This may cause you to receive too much feeling energy even if balanced.  There is a possibility that if you are too open, you may absorb negative auras or lower energies into your own because the light you emit copies that of heaven’s gate so to speak.  Energy absorption can be either involuntarily or voluntarily.  Those who unknowingly absorb spirit or soul energies are called Ghost Keepers or Soul Keepers.  Tell these energies to leave your body at once.  (This goes for anything else that may be draining your body of energy or messing with your mental or emotional well-being.)  Remember, you are in charge of your own body, mind and spirit.  Then help send these wayward energies heavenward, with much love and blessings.  Be prepared to feel some grief as these energies may have shared your body for a while. (more…)

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