“Don’t forget that maybe you are the lighthouse in someone’s storm” – unknown
I am everything to Cindi, our dog. We’ve had her now for 9 years and she was probably 5 or 6 when we rescued and adopted her. She has taught me the true meaning of unconditional love. She is greyer, older, a bit larger and more needy than ever and never mind all that, I am so in love with her!
She has been one of the many catalysts in cementing my perspective that superficiality is just that – superficial and that LOVE is everything. Connection, relationship and being of service is the journey, at least for me.
Here is where I center. There is where I stand.
The scented sanctuary, a warm, moving embrace.
Relaxed in the glow of sound, loved by the peace of many colors.
Themes and Teas, come dance with me on Mondays.
Also, today is five (5) years we adopted Cindi. Our rescue pup is love incarnate.
Sedona is majestic and magical. We could see face profiles, animals and various inanimate objects in the red rock formations. Hiking with good ole Cindi went well till she nearly collapsed in the heat. The hikes are steep in places and the pebbled floor is irregular. Yet, the beauty of contrast, light and energy invigorates. Our dog could have cared less about the view and just wanted to keep up. We stopped here and there and let her drink water from her dish under the shade of a twisted tree or stone overhang. She’s so eager to please she never once begged to be picked up, although we did, anyhow.
May 5 – Transformation – Sentient Beings
“Once we believe in ourselves, we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight, or any experience that reveals the human spirit.” ~e.e. cummings
Every gender and each sentient being on this earth can be altered with affection, attention, resolve and tenderness. Time, ability, money and most importantly, attention – invested in our potential – transforms us.
Cindi (short for Cinderella), our rescue dog, didn’t bark for the first month. We assumed she didn’t speak or had no vocal cords. She was wary, demure and hid in her crate under blankets. Like the fairy tale, our Cindi bloomed from frightened ragamuffin in a corner to a magically transformed jewel. With time, her eager propensity to please and our adoration turned her into a grateful, endearing companion and a blessing. With encouragement and security, she has learned to express herself. She freely barks, begs, whines and sighs.
Given reassurance, we develop into our best, most authentic selves. And, none of us is an island. Valuable helpers serendipitously enter our lives. It proves to be a win-win scenario.
My Northern California daily companion went everywhere with me except on graduation day we had to house her at Wag Hotel in Oakland. Here she is happy as a lark after a morning stroll on the marina.
Three years ago today, we met Cindi in person and adopted her with trepidation. “Who saved who?” is a familiar question rescued pets seem to pose to owners. We are such lucky people. She is truly our emotional support dog. Now we get it.
For the story on Cindi, check out previous posts by typing in Cindi into the search box.
Cindi, our dog, has convinced me that souls do talk to each other and/or destinies are pre-determined.
At the very least, there are signals laid out for us if we observe with care.
Gifts and options are spread before us along the way.
We have free will and can choose to recognize and explore them or we can close up our hearts, ignoring our power and discarding opportunities that could have been beneficial to us.