http://blog.stephaniemarohn.com STEPHANIE MAROHN Wed, 14 Nov 2007 23:04:45 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en During Charlotte's recent bout with mastitis, I saw more evidence of how the flock has changed since the death of Queenmere, the ubermom who used to watch over them all. She was one of the three sheep who were the first ovines on the sanctuary. Wonder was born to Charlotte ... http://blog.stephaniemarohn.com/?p=15 Today (or some say November 1) is Samhain, the ancient Celtic celebration observed in later times as Halloween. The transformation of the early holiday to what it is now reveals the undercurrents of fear and denial in our culture. Samhain was dedicated to honoring the ancestors and asking for their ... http://blog.stephaniemarohn.com/?p=14 The winter rains hit hard last night and when I went up to feed the animals this morning and ran my hand over them in greeting, Chloe's and Charlotte's wool was soaking wet, Wonder's and Isabel's only dampish, and Pegasus's horsehair coat hardly even damp—indication of where they spent their ... http://blog.stephaniemarohn.com/?p=13 Native Americans call it medicine, as in Bear medicine, Wolf medicine, Eagle medicine—the healing each animal, bird, or other element of nature has to offer if the human chooses to take it in. I call it messages—what the elements of nature can show us in ourselves, highlight for us, alert ... http://blog.stephaniemarohn.com/?p=12 I experienced a remarkable healing this week. Charlotte's condition worsened this past weekend, her udder swollen from the untreatable staph mastitis (teat blocked by scar tissue, so no way to clear the udder except surgically and she is too old for that) to the point that walking was painful for ... http://blog.stephaniemarohn.com/?p=11 I was sitting on the deck one morning this past week and heard the thrumming of hummingbirds. I tilted my head back to see a ruby and emerald pair hovering in the air above me, come for one of the feeders hanging from the eaves of the house. (I had ... http://blog.stephaniemarohn.com/?p=10 At 7:20 this morning, Isabel began calling for me, baaing loudly to let me know it was time for breakfast. If I'm not out there by 7:30, the sheep come down the path through the pasture area where they spend the night to the fence right next to the house ... http://blog.stephaniemarohn.com/?p=9 For the past three months, I've been watching my two cats adjust to the arrival of a refugee, an 18-year-old cat whose guardian, a close friend of mine, asked me a month before she died to take him in. There are many messages in how all three cats have responded ... http://blog.stephaniemarohn.com/?p=8 As I write this first entry of the Animal Messenger Sanctuary blog, I'm looking out my office window at the vultures circling the ravine in front of me and landing on their resting perch there. The sanctuary is high on a hill, so the vultures seen circling overhead from down ... http://blog.stephaniemarohn.com/?p=5