Opposites

2018 is definitely an interesting ride.  Everyone human and animal are finding this new level of energy a bit of a challenge to live with.

In this challenge we are all experiencing something that I see showing up when I work, which are opposites.  Vaccinate, don’t vaccinate, feed raw, don’t feed raw, crate, don’t crate, leash, don’t leash and on it goes.  In these opposites are very strong opinions on each side of an issue.  What does this mean for our animals?

I have to remember these animals chose to live with a human.  So no victims.

In the work I do with a veterinarian in Colorado this issue of opposites comes up a lot.  My work allows me to see the effects of opposites on animals.  What I see are animals that are out of balance in the function of their bodies.  My job is to relay to the vet how the animal feels about the imbalance and the vet’s job is to find a way to physically bring the body into balance again.

Animals know about balance.  It is hard wired into their systems and it is not a thought process.  They innately know.  Humans on the other hand find balance a bit harder as we have a thought process about everything.  Which creates all these opinions about opposites.

I am not saying anything is wrong with an opposite.  However I am seeing the effect on an animal who lives with an opposite for a long period of time.

What is the solution?    Finding the middle spot between two opposites or balance.  It means we can take from both opposites.  It is not one or the other which is where we get stuck.  I am learning to step back from an issue which allows me a 360 degree view of the issue.  From that place I can see both opposites and the spot in the middle.  It allows me to stand in the middle of two opposites and draw from each into the middle.  When I do that I find balance and it is a nice place to be.

Also when I sit in the middle I find answers.   So simple.

Do?

Here we are in 2018. I think it is going to be an interesting ride. 

In the last few weeks I have had two different opportunities to talk to people who had come across a dog wandering on the street.  In both cases the people were concerned the dog would get hit by a car. The humans decided to intervene as they both felt a great deal of concern. The dogs, however, did not see there was a problem.  If they got hit by a car then that was what happens when you don’t pay attention.     

There was a great deal of conversation with me trying to explain the dogs point of view.  I saw a huge difference between the human and dog way of seeing it .   

This exchange left me with questions.  What are we supposed to do seeing a dog on the street?  When is it appropriate to intervene?  Do they want us to intervene?  Do we have the right to intervene?  I am not sure there are definitive answers.

Let me give the dog point of view.  First, they do not see themselves as victims, that judgment comes from humans.  Animals do not have judgments or a complicated thought process.  They are hard wired for whatever species they are, in this case dogs.  They do not have all the mental stuff humans have.  Life simply is for them.

I will share where I have come to on this subject.  I used to be the queen of thinking animals needed to be rescued.  I thought I knew what was best for them.  I look back and I cringe.  I see now I used  rescue as a distraction to keep me from looking at my own life. The truth was I wanted to be rescued so I thought they did too.    

It was not until years later when I started to look at my own life and realize it was up to me to make changes that I also started to see animals as beings with their own life path.  I came to the realization I am only responsible for me, a huge turning point.  The more I took responsibility for myself the less I focused on everyone else’s lives, human or animal.

Now when I see a dog on the street I ask “Is there anything you want from me?”  They say “no” and go on their way.

I leave it to you to come to your own conclusion.  There is no right or wrong way here.  It is a point of view. 

Since I have come to the awareness of letting the world be, no one is asking me to rescue them.  A nice peaceful place to be.

Smiles.    

Winter Solstice

Today is the eve of the Winter Solstice and for me it is the end of the year.  We have been in a very large shift of energy as we are approaching the Winter Solstice.  The past few weeks everything has been very shaken up and we all, humans and animals alike have been feeling it.  The way it shows up for me is I feel I/we are being pushed to step it up another notch. The stepping it up is about being responsible for how we are in our lives.  It applies to the animals too, on their level. 

This past week I have just wanted to put my head under the covers and stay in bed.  I felt very scrambled and had a tough time functioning.  I had to remind myself all is fine, that I was feeling the affect of the shift in energy and things would settle down after the Winter Solstice.  I know this and it still does not make going through it any easier.  Everyone I worked with or talked to was feeling it too. 

The Universe had a helper in the cat, her demands to be fed meant I had to get out of bed. 

Here I am on the eve of a new year.  First I want to thank 2017.  It moved me across the country and put me in a place to expand.  It will be very interesting to see what this new year holds.  I am allowing myself to be willing to go outside my comfort zone in my life.  Not sure what that looks like and I don’t need to know right now.  I have decided to embrace this shift and let it take me beyond what I know.

I want to thank all of you for following my blog.  Knowing you are there is a great comfort and it keeps the door open for what wants to be written.         

I wish you all a Happy Winter Solstice!  Lets ride this wonderful wave just for the fun of it!  Lots of smiles. 

Quality?

It has been awhile.

Lots of shake up and movement going on and all of that has me moving back to New Mexico on Nov. 9th.  The whole process took time and focus to get me to the place where I knew what I had to do, so writing got put on the back burner.  Then this morning a topic that keeps popping up grabbed me and here I am.

I hear over and over from people when I am working with them and their animal the concept  “quality of life” comes up in regard to their animals life.   Very often “quality of life” gets factored into the decision on whether to put an animal down or not.  I have a lot of animals yelling in my head, I am fine!

What is “quality of life”?  Who determines that?  What determines that?  Where did the idea come from?  What does it look like?  I have no clue what the answers are to those questions.  I can, however, tell you animals have no concept of “quality of life”.  From their point of view, if they are breathing they are alive and have life.  They live in the moment.

Recently I worked with a dog who could no longer get up on his own.  His human felt since he had no “quality of life” it was time to put him down.  The dog was very clear he wanted to stay in his body.

This dog had a very strong will and the experience of not being able to get up under his own power was an opportunity to accept help.  It was also an opportunity to learn his will could only do so much which he did not accept for a year.  He was blessed with a human who was able to care for him for a year, giving him the time to work it out with his will.

Just before he died on his own he showed me that his will could only do so much and that there was a bigger movement then his will.  This was a huge growth experience for him.  On the surface he had no “quality of life” yet his lack of mobility was a catalyst for him to figure out his will could only do so much.

This example is an extreme and I used it to demonstrate the concept “quality of life”.  It is not a straight line or black and white.  AND, I am NOT making some point about not putting animals down.  I am simply giving some food for thought about this concept of “quality of life”.

This work I do with animals has totally changed how I view life and it allows me the opportunity to share what I learn.  I share and you get to make up your own mind on what works for you and your animals.  It is so individual to each human and animal combination.  There are no blanket statements or one size fits all.

The adventure continues and it will be very interesting to see what unfolds in New Mexico.  Head em up, move em out!

Irma’s Visit

Irma left us early yesterday morning.  Everyone started breathing again.   I didn’t realize I was holding my breath until she was gone. 

The posts on “Experience” and “Allow”  that I wrote a couple of weeks ago came to life during Irma’s visit.   As the leading edge of her moved in on Monday morning I was given an opportunity to have the experience of bending.  My MO is to stand straight and ridged and do it myself.  By noon I began to see staying in a trailer surrounded by large oak trees was not the best place to be.   My wonderful friends who live across the road had already offered the cat and I stay with them.   I packed some things and the cat and I went across the road.  Why did I think bending was hard?  It felt really good to have company and feel safe. 

As I watched out of the picture window I felt pity for the trees who were being pushed roughly around by the wind and rain of Irma.   I had to stop and remind myself this is their experience.  They were not victims.  Why is it so hard for me to get that my pity is so unwanted.  They were fine.  And what did I think I could do for them?  Bring them inside?  

At 8 A.M. Tuesday morning I went across the road to take care of the ponies and check the trailer.  They and the trailer were fine, a relief.  That is when I noticed one of the large oak trees was down.   It was on the west side of the trailer and had fallen away from the trailer.  I walked to the tree, not only was it down but trees in it’s path were down too.  I really had to rein my emotions in and go to the allowing place.  The tree was glad I did that.  The tree showed me it was ok and that dying was a slow process.  In that process it had time to come to the realization that being rigid and not able to bend is what brought it down.  It showed me this was a huge lesson it was learning.  This was part of it’s inner growth and expansion.  It is life.  Dying is the greatest opportunity to evolve, expand. 

I told a friend in Colorado about the tree and she asked me for pictures.  Immediately the tree asked me not do this, it needed privacy.  I honored the request.  Dying is a very private time.

Irma brought a lot of experiences to process.   A big one is gratitude, not taking anything for granted.  Seeing the Divine at work in everything.   I am blessed beyond measure. 

Middle of Night Shakes

Last night I woke up at 3 A.M.  my mind filled with fear.  My fear was about Hurricane Irma and her visiting here.  I decided to stop using the word hit, visit is less ominous.  I realized my attitude of fear was affecting me and the animals in my care.  I was not being a strong leader for them.

Fear wants to control.  It wants to dictate and have things be it’s way.  The fear did not like the idea that it could not control being touched by Irma.  I began to see this as a lesson in surrender to the higher.  The higher attitude is; be aware of what is going on, take actions to prepare and keep my attitude accepting of what is.  When I did these things I felt calmer and I could see the animals were calmer.

As things happen I am learning to ask what does this have to teach me?  Rather then get caught up in the fear and drama.  What is there to learn about seeing things from a different point of view then I normally do.  Being aware how I am and how it affects everything around me.  If I get on the doom and gloom kick and place a lot of negative attention on Irma then I am contributing to the disturbance of her.  I am connected to everything around me.  Being higher or lower ripples out and it especially ripples out to the animals.   They do not understand my upset, all they know is the human is upset and they think they did something wrong.

There are people and animals facing much worse south of here, so I told my fear to get over itself.

What a time to be on Earth.  I am being given the opportunity to be more then I ever thought I could be. There are bumps and the bumps are gifts to evolve and grow.  Wow.

Labor Day

For me Labor Day is the end of summer which means the end of the lovely long hot days.  I am a heat and sunlight girl. 

Out of the blue this morning I started thinking about what Labor Day celebrates.  Labor!  On the heels of this came the realization, everything I use and have was created by someone else’s labor.  Everything!  Just blew me away.  It sounds really stupid that I never really stopped to think how the things I use got here. 

I started to imagine the thousands and thousands of people using their labor to make all the things in my life.   Then is broadened to all the people in service jobs, whose labor also contributes to my ease of life.  Truck drivers, waitresses, check out people, nurses, tech people, pilots, the list is huge. 

I am awe struck and it is a humbling moment.  Without all of them I can’t do my job.  That puts it is a certain perspective. 

I want to thank everyone out there for their labor.  Your labor makes my life doable, comfortable and allows me to do my  job. 

Thank you and bless you all.   Happy Labor Day!

Just Checking

The Universe does check on me.   I wrote about Experience and Allowing recently and I was given a test a couple of days ago.

I was sitting on the porch at the barn with the three barn cats.  Two were on the grass just off the porch and the third was at my feet demanding to be scratched.  Being a good slave I was doing my best to meet his demand.   We were enjoying the moment then suddenly a baby bird came out of it’s nest on the branch in front of the porch.  It tried to fly and it landed just behind the Gator and hopped under it.  The cat sprang into action in a flash.   The cat was under the Gator, grabbed the baby bird and raced into the barn before I was all the way out of the chair. 

As I ran to the barn door ready to intervene, I stopped.  I realized trying to get the baby bird from the cat was not what I needed to do.  My to do was to do nothing, really hard to stand aside and allow another being to have it’s experience.  It was a very dramatic scenario the Universe sent me.  That part of me that was taught to care for and defend had a tough time with allowing.  It was quite a range of emotions that went through me.

It was over instantly.  I heard a faint “I’m OK”, then everything was very still.  In spite of my upset there was a feeling of peace around me and that all was right and perfect.  I had to get over myself.  Who do I think I am to question another’s path.  The animals show me over and over that there are no accidents and that everything that happens is fine.  They do not need or want my pity or upset so I went and sat back down and simply got quiet.  Letting it all just be, allowing myself to be a being not a doing.  We are not called human doings, we are human beings.  I forget that.

The baby bird was fine, the cat was a cat and I got to be.  The Universe was just checking to see if I really got it.  Slowly, yes I am.  Thanks Universe. 

Allow

In my last post I wrote about everything in our lives is an experience, humans and animals alike.

For me the question came up, if I am to honor my animal’s experience what do I have to do?  What is the action or non-action?   The answer is allow.  I have to be willing to allow my animal to have their experience.   What does that look like?

For the past two years I have been working with Rick and his old, not well, dog Merlin.   It was a series of ups and downs and in the process Rick wanted very much to do what was best for Merlin.  At times the question of euthanasia came up.  Each time Merlin was very clear he wanted to be here and Rick got it.  There was a lot of care and management involved and what I saw was allowing.  Rick would stand back and allow Merlin to be with the condition of his body, allowing him to have the experience of the condition of his body.  I was in awe of the amount of care Rick was willing to give for two years and the whole time staying in allowing and at times it was not pretty, yet Rick stuck with it.

For the past six months it was a slow steady spiral of Merlin moving in the direction of dying.  Rick had some tough moments watching Merlin’s process and he was steadfast in allowing Merlin his experience.  In allowing we stand back and do not let our emotions take hold.  Allowing is a calm place, and not always comfortable.

A few days ago Rick called to check in with Merlin to make sure Merlin still wanted to leave in his own rhythm.  The answer was yes.  Although it was hard to watch, on one level, Rick said the feeling was very peaceful.  Merlin was gone in 24 hours.  This was Rick’s first experience of allowing an animal to leave on their own.  He said it was an amazing experience and the time with Merlin was precious.  No regrets.  He said it expanded his view of life, giving him deeper awareness of life and how precious it is, and not to waste one second of it.

I am learning allowing is love, as I have to step outside of my emotions, it does not matter what I think or believe.  It is about the other beings experience.

Thank you Rick and Merlin for letting me to be a part of your experience, an opportunity for me to learn more about allowing.  My hat is off to you.

Experience

Everything we do in a day is an experience.  Simple things like washing our face, drinking coffee, sitting down, getting up, all are experiences we don’t even notice.  When was the last time you really experienced getting up out of a chair?   Were you really present to all the actions  your body took  to allow you to get up out of the chair?    I can’t answer for you and for myself, nope, no awareness at all of taking that action with my body.  Totally automatic pilot.

We have hundreds/thousands of experiences everyday.   Why do I bring this up, what is the point?  Our animals.

As adult humans we are in charge of our experiences.  We are making choices all day as to what we are doing or experiencing.  Not so for animals.  Their lives are lived in a boundary that we create.  What they eat, when they go outside, where they sleep, etc., and there is nothing wrong with that.  If they are living with a human they chose that way of living or that way of experiencing life.  I want it very clear no one is a victim here.  Nothing happens to anyone without their permission on the higher level.

Everyday life works fine until we reach a day where the animal is old or the animal is very sick.  We are in a position to make choices and those choices will affect their experience.  With an old animal if we choose to put them down, so they don’t suffer old age, we have taken away their opportunity to experience old age fully.  With a very sick animal the same applies.  If we put them down we cut short their experience.

This is really tricky ground here.  We have our point of view and animals have their point of view of life and they are very different.  All the time when I am working with an animal and their human I see the differences in their points of view.  The human will be upset thinking their animal is suffering and the animal will be what is the big deal with the human?  I’m ok.

My point in bringing this topic up is; our experiences are how we grow, expand and evolve.  My most difficult  experiences were when I grew the most.  It took me outside of what I knew and showed me something more about myself.

There is no right or wrong here.  The animals nudged me to bring this up so their humans could step back and take a bigger look.  No quilt, finger pointing, simply take a look.  With what the animals have taught me I no longer see life so black and white.  Many shades of grey in between.  I am very grateful for that.