Jen’s Thoughts

I’d be lying if I said this past week has been easy. To see the tremendous work our Board and team put in just to prepare for Tuesdays meeting, over a year in preparation, to see the courage of friends to speak in a room filled with animosity and forge past our fears to speak our truth, for the animals, for each other. Those who know me, really know me, have always known how much music means to me. What you don’t see in the morning videos on the farm is me walking around singing to the dogs, they run and hop and sometimes dance with me (or bite my butt) but hey they don’t judge me for my singing skills, and I don’t judge them for their dancing skills. I started to share more songs that move me. It’s funny my life is extremely public now yet I’m still socially awkward, extremely introverted, and private person and I don’t know why but sharing music feels so very personal and vulnerable to me, I have no idea why, but it does. It’s like a window to my soul at some of the best and especially worst times but since I have people have started sharing songs with me more and I cannot even begin to describe how much I love and appreciate that. Mostly because it’s something someone connected with and thought of me or our rescue and was moved to do something vulnerable too. Music helped me through my deepest, darkest times in life as well, because I always knew someone else could feel what I felt and then I didn’t feel alone. And just when I need it the most out of the blue. Someone I may not even have Ever met in person sends me a song. This was sent to me by a new friend last night. Sometimes I question my faith, I’m not a fearless leader as some have implied. I worry. I doubt. I worry some more. But I pause, i pray, and I look at all God has blessed me with and take a deep breath and know how far we have come with this little red barn that was once a falling down horse barn in the middle of nowhere, that has now become a movement and mission of simply love. To challenge the way things used to be and know that we can do better. And nothing great is every easy or without resistance and for every hurdle we encounter will continue to find our way… together. Fear and doubt will always be there, but we are never lost as long as we still have hope. Every single person who supports our rescue gives me that hope. Every morning. Every night. Every moment. So, saying thank you will never be enough but thank you. Our Homestead will happen. We are changing the word together, one day at a time.