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just feel

I have said it before, but have to say it again – so that I listen to me – for the good of the whole.  Life does get tough.  I find myself stressing and over reacting.  A wise guru once provided me the advice of using my sense of touch so that I could move back to my centre. So I could identify the story as the illusion and remember that what is real is right here before me.  Little Rocky.  Chilly in the morning.  Sitting on my feet while I made his breakfast.  Reminding me to stay grounded.  So that I don’t spiral into the fantasy that is my so labelled stressful life. 

Sit down on the floor and touch his fur.  Being grateful for his trusting eyes and cold nose.

Literally – just feel – his coat, my hand touching his coat, the temperature of his nose, his gentle licks.

Thank God for animals. 

Thank God for the moment – which makes everything we experience – just that – just an experience.

Life is too short to rush off into the imaginary ether and become ill at the thought of having to sacrifice ourselves.

When we just feel – we become conscious – and then can breathe – and do what needs doing – like feed the gorgeous dog – without tiring resentment or poor me…

 

 

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