Monday – reflection
I came home from church yesterday to find out that Keeper had gone missing. She had slipped out the door before my husband could close it. He tried to follow her, but in his weakened condition, she proved to be more determined then he, and for his efforts he landed on the curb while she ran merrily on her way. Of course, new to the area, she got lost.
As fate would have it, I had gone out without my cell. He had no way to reach me, I was doing errands on my way back home. In brief, I was devastated, crushed beyond measure, every death in the last year, every parting that have visited my life this year, came crashing down on me. The damn opened and I have never in my life known such emotional ripping apart of my “soul” I cried, screamed, wailed, I scared myself. Never in my life have I had such immediate pain and felt so ripped apart.
All I could think of was NOTHING, the grieving in my total being had taken over and all I could do was allow the emotions to express themselves. Prayer, Pray Pray, Pray… in the quiet spaces before the wailing began again & again, I called the church, the Humane Society, the Police…. my common sense prevailed, I did not use 911.. but called their main number. my voice cracked I could barely speak my vocal chords were in shock, I’m sure.
Keeper is home. Someone called animal control, they came brought her back to the shelter, checked her microchip, called the breeders*, who like knights in shining armour from days of old, jumped into their car and did their best not to speed into the city. They got the call at 3:15 or so, the shelter closed at 4 pm.
It was a harrowing day, Keeper and I were in bed very early, we slept till this morning, glued together in relief. Poor Velcro, didn’t know what was happening around him, he is such a patient, and caring soul. The dogs commiserated happily when they met up. Big brother was welcoming to his delinquent sister, he didn’t scold for the anxiety she unwittingly caused, in all four of her humans.
I don’t know why it was deemed necessary that I experience such a torrent of emotions, but… it did certainly allow for an emptying of any and all emotions I may have been holding back. Life IS.
I am so grateful and thankful for the kindness of the strangers, that due to their caring and good intentions, made the choices that brought Keeper home.
PL Precept #18 Each moment is a Turning Point
Oyashikiri
*Hounds of Freckashpeng
Good morning,
Sometimes, you decide to cut out a hexagon. You have an idea. But before you can really get carried away, your creative self goes to work… and yes, you do hexagons, but this is what you end up with.
Some times when we are travelling full speed down a Provincial highway, we admire the beauty along the sides of the road. Same is true when we are on secondary roads. My mind will pick up on a detail, that later brings me to another storyline.
Being a Taoist, for me landscaping was all about bringing nature to my property so that it would as closely resemble natural growth, Susan shared that passion, when I bought a home with a double lot, she said, I’m going to get more land too. She moved to a place where she had the kind of lot that she could build on. We were off to the races, every week-end we toured miles of countryside looking for landscaping places that would offer us plants that were not the standard backyard fare.
When I remarried in the late 90’s, we didn’t get to spend the time together that we did before, but anytime we did meet up, we picked up just where we left off. That was the kind of relationship we had. The bond we had created when we were younger, held like glue. The years passed, friends in our lives changed, but still, we knew each other like one hand knows the other.
She is gone now, at least the human form is no longer here. But her presence, the secrets we shared, the long evenings of simply “being” in the same space, discovering our “selves”.. that will always be.
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