Resolve to Evolve ~ Life & Perceptions



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Hello!!!  My story started about fifty some years ago with my French Canadian mother (from Montreal) who fell in love with an Intelligence Officer from the Pentagon in DC.

How they met I do not know, but this affair lasted over several years. Go figure an affair that starts in DC at the Pentagon in the 1950’s!!

Then, his wife became impregnated, (what a guy) when I was (about) one year of age or so; that is when I became the *Inconvenience*, who needed to be *Eliminated*. Now compromised at birth I am *The Arrangement* between two Pentagon Intelligent Officers (that means I had two fathers). Off to a Great Beginning, provocative to say the least! Thus the story begins, with some riveting intrigue to state the obvious. Politics, affairs, all from the Pentagon in D.C.?

At the age of eighteen months, my adoptive father napping bengal(Eloquent and Poised, akin to my Arabian horses). Intelligence Officer from Washington D.C., (Fighter pilot flying over Burma in WWII freeing the POW’s, later MAG in Europe – Wing Commander @ Langley, finally Republican elected representative in AZ) heard about the circumstantial predicament; a little Golden Haired Toddler girl, (little did he know of the napping stealth Bengal Tiger brewing within).

My second father whisked me away from Miami (where I was hatched on the beach). The adoption was legalized some four years later, after we lived and left Venezuela. The story becomes more intriguing as I was educated on three continents.

Born a (de facto) Republican, I learned to question all authority and bucked the establishment when observing questionable behavior; seeing life through a paradoxical lens, thinking – “we humans are the enigma in this universe!” Too young to utter such words, this lent to many adventures alone, starting (possibly) before the age of three. Precocious, headstrong with a love for horses and dogs, all animals and nature.

twitter-logo-smallLife is daunting and an intriguing place to gather “knowledge. Make a differences, be part of a global wisdom.”

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 “Take all you have seen, heard and have learned, put it to good use. Find the opportunity in the worst and best, hone it to a skill and share the wisdom.

We have lost our tolerance  and empathy for each other; a precious part of our humanist. It is time to regain our benevolence, treating each other with kindness, with a Gracious conscious thought in mindful action.

Resolve to Evolve.

Extending our Kindness to our fellow humans, nature and the planet we inhabit, we have the ability to change the cruelty, we have the ability to change our directions which is at a critical juncture. Our planet is made for all human life, animal and vegetation life, and beyond what we do not understand. No one person is better or more deserving, this is how we are Separate but Equal .”

Everyone deserves a home, food to eat, and a purpose in life. “Humanity means: It is our mission, to offer kindness in the seconds we see an opportunity, to all living creatures.

twitter-logo-smallAttempt the impossible in order to improve your work. Bette Davis


It is our responsibility to make life easier without the guilt or shaming tactics!! Allowing each person a moment of ease. This is what “Putting the Human back in Humanity“entails.

twitter-logo-smallWe must Re-Institute Our Basic Instincts, to Come to Our Senses.

With two books in the works, true stories about – winning beyond all odds, working through 11 Traumatic Brain Injuries primarily on my own (being my own curious lab rat discovering), healing from multiple painful surgeries, I recovered my true self and solutions for the world to build upon!

How we move on with what we have, making every skill and talent shine, creating a new mental reality; is the Art of Life.

twitter-logo-smallWorking to help people globally, Understand Solutions For Being Human & Trauma Recovery.

Thank you for sharing with me, the adventures, our stories and comments with your friends and family and strangers. I wish everyone a great adventure in life!

The Arab touchMicheleElys is a Neuro-Behaviorist: working to help people globally, understand Solutions and Recovery

TBI – Trauma Recovery & Solutions Author – Keynote Speaker

Equine Devotee – Reluctant French Chef

Projects: Weekly Articles on TBI  & Human Behavior Solutions. Two Books in the works.

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Beauty in Chaos


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Colorado Annual Thunderstorms

Today the Solar eclipse occurred around the world, it was a Big Happening! And at the cafe where I was working, people all got up, invited others “The Eclipse is happening now.”

People shared their protective eye wear, some were taking pictures and it really was a fun big deal!

The Sun and Moon had a conversion. The colors were wondrous and how fun being around lots of Happy Strangers Sharing!

The sounds of happy people. Laughter echos from my neighbors. It is wonderful even during computer malfunctions, laughter, happy strangers makes life (just) Better!

Ideas flow, creativeness seems more prevalent ascending from its depths. Computers and cells produce chaotic moments, yet around laughter, nothing seems as bad when we are alone.

Saturday before last, was Colorado’s Cyclist race. And as kismet would have a whimsical opportunity, the entire procession happened in front of the barn where my Arabian horse lives. Sädé, my Blue Heeler dog and my KlassicAmir along with the three other resident horse’s eagerly watched in amazement.

I shot my first video, a YOUTube, it’s Silly!

As I went about my horsey chores, mucking up after the horses, cleaning and brushing KlassicAmir, the air began to change. This is Colorado, there is Sunshine, rain, hail, we are noted for our Thunderstorms with 5000 plus strikes of lightning, all magnificent heavenly streaks, and our occasional snow blizzards. August brings heat and thunderstorms in a flash.

The breeze became more than a brush of cooler air. Suddenly, I was running around the side of the barn to shut the upper side of the strong dutch door and lock from inside. I felt a few large drops of rain. Sädé and I heard the rumble from the onslaught of the darkening clouds. Sädé, ran into the barn finding a safe place around the stacks of hay, with wide blinking brown eyes.

All four horses did something I was never saw before, they all stepped outside of their stalls where they are able to see the storm and feel the blustery wind, the barns’ overhang protected them.

The tormenting flies became still and once again Chaos visited!

A torrential rain with sheets of water came pouring down. The blusterous force of the water on the barn roof was exhilarating, except for my Sädé.

The wind blew from the north and a pounding course of weather barreled in with hail, pummeling the barn roof and my car.

I ran the length of the barn, sliding the huge barn doors apart – grabbing the car door handle, rammed my left leg right into the metal.

Not noticing the leg damage, backed my car under the easement, preventing the sheets of hail from breaking all the windows.

The car now safe, it was Sädé fears when I saw terror in her eyes, not just from the thundering hail; but but but Mom, are you leaving me alone?? Precious little girl, a quick hug and pat relieved her terrified frights as she adjourned back to the bales of hay for safety.

The rain and hail would not quit, this was a prolonged storm. The sky was blackened with menacing clouds. I wondered about the cyclists, did they continue in their race? Found out later, they do!

For reasons incomprehensible to me, I found the cacophonous sounds comforting. Searching for a large bucket, walking with the big blue plastic bucket through my Arabians’ stall, to the outside under the overhang, I sat beside him.

Some rain sprayed into our area, enough to sooth my face with a comforting chill from the August heat as I watched all four horses stand silently still.



Chaos was beautiful!




Twenty some minutes later the hail subsided, leaving the streets covered in white and green. The leaves from the trees were shredded, the hail covering the black asphalt in white ice.

KlassicAmir was first to return to his dinner, hay and grain and time for me to finish my duties.

The orange tabby and tortoiseshell cats sitting on top of the hay, with Sädé benefit all snuggled comfortably quiet.

Then there was a Loud HUSH!

The rains spurted their gushing flows through gutters onto the rocks down to the pasture.

A beautiful aroma consumed the air from the freshly soaked earth. Listening to all four horses breathing deeply as they re-entered their stalls. KlassicAmir grazing at his hay, I sat once again with Sädé by my side on the blue bucket.

It was the hush that took me away as I sat – all was quiet………………..


MicheleElys is a Neuro-Behaviorist, working to aid people globally, in discovering Behavioral Solutions and TBI/Trauma Recovery

Educator – Author – Speaker

Reluctant French Chef

Equine Devotee

Projects: bi-weekly Articles on Human Behavioral Solutions and TBI recovery.

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