Its thundering tonight. But he is not afraid. He has reclaimed his back legs and is running free from pain. With a smile in his bark. Keeping company with angels.
My dear friend Chocolate left his physical constraints today and rejoined the spirit realm.
Thank you angel boy for gracing me with your beautiful spirit. Thank you for your gentle manners. For your complete faith. For your company that was so unconditionally true. Thank you for your howling farewell when I left for work each morning. And the way you encouraged the other dogs to join in the harmony. Thank you for your enthusiasm. So evident when we had visitors or when you herded a diesel truck passed our gate.
Thank you for the way you trusted me to make you feel better when you were off colour. For making my children smile. Thank you for the way you looked at me. So real. For how you fitted into our family. For how we saw polite presence as a good quality.
God thank you for sharing all these amazing qualities through …
When I was in my idealistic twenties I had an argument with a fundamental man who believed that animals were not intelligent. He said that intelligence meant that the animals had to have a sense of themselves. I was angry. I felt like he was trying to belittle animals.
Since then, I have a sense that intelligence is overrated. I no longer give a damn when people try and compare animals to people because the whole concept is laughable.
I follow the work of a Vedic master called Maharishi. He elaborated a similar story to my fundamentalist friend. He said that animals simply mirror human beings. Again, I was aghast at the thought.
I have a new found interest in what Maharishi said. I think they may have been trying to say something to me and perhaps I was not listening clearly. Because it may be true that animals are true essence. And they are uninterested in unconditional concerns. They wish to survive, to experience themselves, but are simply acting in the environment fo…
My wise mentor put these words in my head this weekend. At face value they mean nothing. When I look at whether I know what I want, the secret begins to be revealed. Very often, in my line of work, and in my personal life I think that what I want is what makes me look good, or feel acknowledged or important. And this can breed underlying resentment and misery in my life. Because what I really want is to be doing stuff that I want to do - for no real outcome.
What do I really want - to be appreciating every moment - unconditionally. No concern about what the result of the moment will hold for me. Whether I will be liked or disliked, heard or ignored, respected or disrespected. Just in the moment. Light without my expectations. Just as it is when I am relating to an animal. No consequence.