I don't suppose anyone has an "easy" life, really. We all think that we have great hardships and in our own world, they are. I feel like my life is constantly in flux, and when I sit still for too long in one place, there's a cosmic boot waiting to connect with my butt.
My single horse is now at a new home, indefinitely while I try to find my feet after the world shook me down to my foundations. My goats are cleaning my mother's back lots, and my rabbits occupy a place where my hay used to be when I was in high school. The lovely log home that was being built for us is now far beyond my reach, and I am facing lawyer fees just to prevent myself from being bullied into something that would cause me financial ruin.
Sunday night I went to a Wild Woman event with a very good friend of mine and I drew the medicine woman card. This struck me as not just apropos, but as almost symbolic of my life. I am really just he conduit, the hands that need to be someplace to heal a spirit or a body. I'm the animal midwife as well as the ear to bend. I think this conduit needs repair.
My dream is to one day have a lare farm to open a wonderful sanctuary not just for animals, but for the wounded humans as well. A place where women may go in their time of need, to learn strength of mind and body through connecting with an animal or the land again. Someplace where foster children that are forgotten about, or those with troubled pasts may have a soft landing, and with some good work throwing hay or milking for the "family" they learn a place for themselves in life, and know that their bed will always be there. I have to wonder if my current trials lead me that way, or if I must first land somewhere else. 7 years in one place is the longest I've ever been still, and my spidey senses say there's a rather large boot heading my way.
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