Touching Animal Souls

40 years ago. And still real. Loving animals first. I am in the conservation business now. And when I have to answer why I have to think hard. Because there is no real answer. Until I think of love. And consider that love is what is left when I put preconceptions, dreams, judgement and rationality down. Love may be about being conscious in every moment. About living consciously. Without justifying actions. Just doing what I can in every moment so that my conscience is clear. Frig its hard sometimes. But when I am clear it is glorious. Its got nothing to do with what anybody else thinks. It is just being. Truly and without hope, disappointment, yesterday or tomorrow. Nothing to do with anything but humble gratitude for NOW. Thank you! Sent via my BlackBerry from Vodacom - let your email find you!

I am so fortunate that I was involved with a seal called Selso who was rescued and released after a 7 month rehabilitation at uShaka Sea World.  We taught him to eat from us and her learned fast.  When he arrived he was about 100kilograms underweight and only weighed 75kilograms.  When he left he weighed nearly 200kilograms, and stolen all our hearts and been fitted with a satellite tag so we could monitor his progress on his way back to the sub-antarctic islands where these animals are found.  We took him on a cruise ship to Port Elizabeth, and then released him off the continental shelf.  He is already more than halfway to his destination and scientists believe he is presently fishing in a place in the ocean where food is plentiful.  So amazing to watch his progress.  I take my hat off to the management of Sea World for funding this exercise and doing it for the individual and the species and of course our oceans at large.  

 

So grateful I live in Africa where a site like this is common. Makes me sad though that a huge problem with the vervet monkeys is TB that they contract from eating human rubbish Sent via my BlackBerry from Vodacom - let your email find you!

Walking through the aquarium this morning watching the animals go about their business. Managed to snap a picture of the enormous brindle bass getting his cleaning done by the little wrasse. The picture does not capture the beauty of the moment but had to share it anyway

Going Home By Tongue I'm fading fast, I know my end is near....Where is everyone? I may be old, but surely this is not the way to go? Somebody, hold me please! I am cold and frightened, it was not always like this? I remember................Years before.........There were a lot of people around when I came into this world. Although still not being able to see, I could hear the voices and sense my mother's pride at having delivered such a beautiful creation. I was being constantly touched, pampered and showered with gifts, and both Mother and I knew that with the correct upbringing I would go far. Mother was the world to me as I had never met my father who had run off after a brief fling with Mom when she was young and gullible, leaving her with child and nothing else. Apparently he is still around, very old, but still strutting and showing off around the city. I never had any inclination to find him. Hungry and cold, Mom took refuge under the overhang of a bar during...

May your reflections be lessons and your future conscious and filled with love Sent via my BlackBerry from Vodacom - let your email find you!