Stillness

IMG_3841I have been subdued these last few days. It has given me great opportunity to ponder many things about life, and simply to rest. I don’t see as much of the neighbourhood as I used to. I’m very tired. It is hard to stand up, but Daddy helps me do my best.

Rather than witnessing a great quantity of things, my palette of visual experiences is limited these days. That’s not a problem; small things can still carry great joy. That’s what I want you to know. Don’t rush. When you take time to see, the riches will come. Even in the small things. Especially in the small things.

img_3876A few days ago, Daddy and Daddy took me to the park. It seems likes ages have past since I could walk there on my own. This time, they carried me all the way. (Thank you.) I got to rest on my blanket and we enjoyed the May sunshine together. We tried taking a selfie, but Glacier was too squirmy! I stared at the sky for much of the afternoon. The sky is open and inviting. The sky has gentle movement. When I become one with the sky in my mind, the heaviness of my body somehow dissipates.

clouds2Daddy saw these clouds this evening and thought of me. Do you see the dog in the clouds? Is that me?

The world is beautiful these days. Notice it. We have so much to remember.

Academy

Academy began the writing trend in her family with her touching blog, "Academy The Border Collie: Wisdom from a faithful dog". After her passing in 2015, many of her favourite posts provided the content for Stick And Squirrel, the online magazine for dogs. Some previously unpublished works from this dear girl are yet to be shared.

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