Stubborn mouse was not having anything to do with my rescue attempt and instead just sat in front of it. I ran in to tell the owners and I got a paper cup to try to coax it into it so I could move it to die in peace in the bushes. It was a very large mouse stumbling by the edge, Marc commented that he must have ingested poison. It was a beautiful day so we sat outside on a bench.Īt the bottom of the 3 steps leading up into the house my eye caught movement against the gray stone. We were early so we stopped for a coffee at a funky coffee shop in a run down house near our meeting.
This past week Marc and me went into the city for a business dinner. It’s an art that requires awareness and a knowing that everything is connected.Ī huge dragonfly circled around me on my way to the garage – way too early for the season. The universe speaks to us through our environment if we know how to read the signs and symbols within it’s forgotten language. He ate more than the other two bigger dogs combined.Įvery time we thought this was it, he would rally. He would cough all night and then be perfectly fine. His body was so frail at just over 3 pounds and his behavior since losing his hearing was increasingly nervous when he couldn’t see me. He had taken to sleeping under the couch. Grateful for every moment I really paid attention to the signs.
Most of all he taught me about unabashed unconditional extraordinary love.Īs he got older, he had to have become my greatest mindfulness instructor.īeing aware of him and his needs made me hyper aware of being in the Now and what that meant. He taught me to honor the passage of time. He taught me about responsibility and how to move through loss. He taught me about acceptance and respect, compassion and empathy. He taught me about tenacity, commitment, endurance, loyalty and honesty. He taught me so many things over the years. Months later we got the call “ I can’t bond with this dog do you still want him?” Of course my declaration to his owner ( who breeds Poms) met huge resistance. But I knew his soul with a palpable intimacy. Trouble was when I met him he was someone else’s dog. He and I locked eyes when he was a pup and I felt the bond snap into place like magic. I have had many important relationships with companion animals, each of them precious. He was my shadow since we got him.following me everywhere ensuring the toilet gods would not swallow me up and that each corner I turned would be closely guarded by his mighty presence. Sebastian was 14 years old, toothless, deaf, and going blind. If we are fortunate to experience the gift of a companion animal, well let’s face it, they are the greatest gift of all. They are messengers from Spirit, ambassadors of the universe, oracles to our human journey. the Truth about Living and LovingĪnimals are our teachers, healers and guides for the soul.
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