Living beyond the city limits I see unwanted dogs being dumped out weekly. Some find their way to my home. When a large, black and white spotted pup found his way to my door I took up with him right away. His eyes were bright and gentle and his ears perked quickly at the sound of a kind voice. Funny, I had just bought a black and white polka dot purse, so like my polka dot purse, I named him Polka Dot. He loved and was loved. My false, soap opera ego was disarmed by Love masquerading as a canine in a polka dot suit.
One day about 5 months later he came up on the porch sick, very sick. I felt totally helpless and fearful because his breathing was so labored. I gently spoke to him and stroked him with my loving hands. He could not breathe and then suddenly he just seemed to surrender the struggle. He rose, turned and slowly walked down the steps and headed for the corner of the house that leads to the backyard. As he reached the corner he paused, turned around to look back at me and then walked on as if he knew where he was inevitably bound. Around the corner, he laid his body down and died. What pulled my heart strings was that I just knew he was saying bye to me with love and gratitude. I can still see his sweet, gentle brown eyes as he turned back to look on his way out of this world.
Love sometime seems to be hidden; but where can it go? Its fragrance lingers to soften our hearts. Love remains. That’s exactly what Polka Dot brought into my life – yes, love embodied in a 4-legged canine earthly body. Thank you, sweet Polka Dot for your visit and for reminding me of what really counts in my life.
How lovely you are Springtime, blessing my day with your pop-ups of yellow daffodils, green grass, and purple tulips joining with frosty white trees while singing your lovely song in unison. Your little birds are so happy and free awakening daybreak with their voices singing outside my door. The trees seem to be holding up the dazzling blue sky!
Oh yes, my 83 year old body is joining with the Spring act—it wants to rock and roll as I gaze upon such unexplained beauty. Thank you, thank you for once again using your energizing power to electrify my body joints that want to stay in the past of winter—I am loving you back and appreciation is my love song to you. Enjoying falling in love forever each day purges me and springs my old body self on!!
Aren’t love affairs colossal?!! BE ONE!
Three years ago, I was transported to the state of Arkansas to live in nature and the natural state. Last April, as I was driving through the early rush of Nature’s spring time with two other friends, a giant naked tree standing to my left caught my eye. It had enormous branches reaching out from the fat trunk and it seem to be pointing in every direction. In total silence, it was reaching out everywhere—around–up–down–side ways. This momentary glimpse opened me to my New World. In silence, I saw my self naked—open to everything.
I am here now–standing as that tree–naked within. I am standing unclothed in my 83 year-old body! No past to mock me, accuse me, teach me. I am free in this new world, hearing and feeling in silence. This is the new start that I have longed for–to be able to stand with no opposites or duality–no two, just ONE standing. In silence NAKED, letting it all hang out in total innocence, allowing myself to be possessed by Nature’s NAKED TREE. I can call it surrender, to a new space that I cannot control or a jumping off place. I can sprout green leaves to share without an agenda, letting others come and rest in leafy branches without trying to fix them; just being NOTHING–naked in love, arms reaching, embracing, being who I AM.