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