The Poop Wave - An Extension of Love?

Okay, so lately I've been really feeling the Love, the magnetics in my heart and that permeate all life. Quite the ride. I can see why folks get put in the looney bin. In this state, I am simply, almost unconsciously, wanting to connect with everyone in the least of ways...

My state of wanting to connect often comes in strongly during neighborhood walks with Simon the Sniffer. Here I am lolly gagging along...me still too often reminding myself to slow down and remember this is Simon's walk and I'm blessed to be here, and that he well deserves this slit of "Simon wander time" each day. Indeed, I think to my self, "What a concept Laur! Just stand here. Do nothing. Simply Breathe in Peace and Radiate Love. Hmmmm..." I giggle about how often my mind is into the next this or that thought...when loving is enough. I giggle even more when I remember it is always from the loving space I'll receive a clearer prompt for filling the active times in helpful ways. Goodness. I am getting it, but 47 years of this "emptying the cup of busy mind" is quite the ride!

Any who...so as I reach to connect with folks in this feeling the love space on the walks, the most frequent gestures to extend are the friendly hello and/or a happy wave. Thing is, because I have the Si-Master's lead in one hand, it's the poop carrying hand that ends up doing the waving! I usually giggle when this happens, yet the thought has flooded into my mind more than once that such a poo-carrying gesture might seem a little weird and, perhaps, even be a punishable offense in some paradigms, far more offensive than shaking hands with the same hand that wipes the bum! Then, thankfully, the thought quickly rushes in...it's the intention Laur! It's the intention! You're extending Love! (I remember also that I can always check with my heart before waving to see if a verbal exchange might be more appropriate at times.)

Oodles of blessings on all our meandering acts of extending love that may be just a little or a whole lot misunderstood. I remind myself as often as I can that we all always extending Love, even when we're scared and it doesn't look like we're extending love. I get scared a lot still, even during a lifetime of learning to entrain my heart and mind only to the Light! And more and more, I remember that my heart and your heart and Source never wishes for our unhappiness. I can always choose again inside my heart for peace and reach out and/or in...in kindness to see the Light in me and in you.

We're all sweet and sometimes a little confused, just trying to find the joy-balance for loving one's self and loving what here inside the dreamtime of temporary amnesia of Oneness. Shakepeare's, "We are all actors on the stage." Divine Radiance having an experience of form and part-time forgetfulness of our inalterable Divine Radiance. I hear, "Laur, your in an elaborate play that has gotten a bit muddled, but we're making the system repairs! All is well. All is well. Just remember you truly meet you in every encounter. How do you want to be treated Laur? Just do that. It's enough. Let the rest be what it is."

Then I ask, would I mind the poop wave?

Nope, not one bit.

Thank you for your existence and for being the perfect mirror.

Your temporary other,
Laura

A Dog's Nose Knows

Greetings, most heavenly reader! As you know, like many of you, I share about Oneness and peace and harmony and the somewhat split-mind of humanity - that part of us remembers deeply our Radiant Beauty and Divine Light, and part of us feels broken, alone and unworthy (and/or believes that someone else is). The split part is waking up but it's taking some "time!" Whew! The dreamtime is a very strange place! Thankfully, we're increasingly understanding that in Truth we are perfect and only our own mind's lack of peace and harmony is what is causing all the dismay (not the other way around as we used to think. Thank goodness for common sense and quantum scientists!).

All righty then! How does Laura make this information practical for her life? Well, today I was out walking with Simon, my beloved canine companion. We walk well together. He is an ancient sage who graciously, yet determinedly, slows me down when he senses my busy mind. Likewise, he speeds us up when he senses I am once again present in the moment. Rarely is Simon demanding, but he is profoundly clear in his communication. That he is a far more conscious and super-conscious being than I is fact. This afternoon, we were walking through the park on the way back to the house. I spotted my favorite rose bush and wanted to sniff the last of the white roses, so I started moving in the direction of the bush. As it turned out Simon was deeply occupied sniffing in a delightfully sniff-worthy area. In fact, he often keeps us lingering at this particular stop. I felt the temptation to give a slight tug on his leash...to get my way. I wanted to sniff that rose, I thought. I needed to smell its enlivening, yet peaceful fragrance. And, after all, Simon had been sniffing all along our route. Yet, something stopped me from "the tug." Before I realized what was happening, I had asked my heart what felt appropriate, and the thought flooded into my mind that, other than this walk and perhaps a few ball tosses during the day, Simon waits and watches and protects his pack - me - all day and all night. Silently. Without complaint. (Though I won't go so far as to say without opinion.) This was his time, and I was flooded with gratitude for him and for his presence and the wisdom and gentleness (and opinions) he offers daily. I realized that I could indeed wait happily for a sniff of the white rose whilst Simon sniffed invisible, yet clearly doggedly delicious scents. Come to think of it, the scent of a rose is also quite invisible. Here's to trusting invisible Love and its visible results.

Peace and Joy and Giggles and Delicious Scents Be With You!

Laura