It’s been a while since posting. I can’t get my head around why I’m so reluctant to do the energy work and preparation that has always worked for me. Once again I’m writing that I’m missing the soft whispers that come in riddles at the point of wakening. I’m really trying to be the person I’m directed to be . As for OBEs , well , if I’m not prepared to put the effort in what else can I expect. However, something beautiful happened a few weeks ago and yesterday I want to record.
I had got used to seeing four wild dogs everyday outside our apartment. We would watch them daily in a pack starting off barking loudly to find each other than walking together or finding shade in the bushes and sleeping. Having gone through temperatures of over 40 degrees they were licking the ground where a tap had been running, so sometimes I offered water. One of the dogs only had three legs and as I approached with water I was mesmerised by its eyes. Looking deeply in I felt such sadness.
Days later gun shots were heard early morning. We were told they were culling the wild dogs in the area as this was a tourist area and children would be frightened. They could harm them.
I understood but silently hoped that these four were okay. Two days later three of dogs return but it’s the three legged dog that was missing. I would sit on the balcony looking out daily but - nothing.This left me very sad and angry. That it was discriminated because it only had three legs or it just couldn’t run fast enough from the gunman. Day before flying home to UK I lay in bed having come to terms with this. Feeling sad I questioned in my mind everything. Where is the consciousness of this poor dog. What if thats it , finished, gone.
I sent out a wish / a prayer , that if the dog is in spirit please look after it with much love. My last thought was that I would never see this dog again.
Then came the best bit. After this I got up, made a big mug of coffee and went to my normal seat on balcony. After about twenty minutes I see a figure far in the distance. It was hobbling. As it got closer I saw that it was the three legged dog. I was delighted. It was all by itself. It didn’t even bark to find its friends. It hobbled across two roads and came and stood right in front of the apartment . Stood looking up at husband and myself for about a full minute then just turned round and walked away in the direction it came from and disappeared in the distance.
Beautiful, I needed this.
I just wonder where the thought came from for the dog to decide to come to the apartment?
That is a beautiful story, Susan. Welcome back and thank you for sharing.
Well, if I may, would say that it came directly from you... Deep down within the soul is a network much like the internet. When you focus in on the essence of a particular spirit - the quintessential character that represents who and what it is - it acts like a phone number that, should it be inclined to receive, will open up to hear what you have to 'say'. Your 'words' in this case are expressed through the language of your soul - which is a universal language that all things, including seemingly inanimate objects, understand. It is, after all, the language of existence itself, the language of God, and the root of all magic and manifestation. In the beginning, after all, was the word... If you are open, you can develop this further by 'simply' observing things through the core of your being. Your heart will act like a mirror or pool of water through which it will reflect the quintessence of all things. This could be a tree, an environment or setting, an animal or insect, an intention or action. Just as we have letters to make words and names, so too do we have such a wonderful sense to read and express directly to the world all around and within us. Over time, through repetition, you will grow familiar with these characters and, if you wish, will be able to evoke them in your meditations as you did with that 3-legged dog.
Most things in life come and go. This is the way things are meant to be. Yet, it would appear to be part of our human nature to be attached to certain things. In this, especially when they cause us to suffer, through our attention, fixation, and desire, often keep them where they may fester. I say, that like a bird in an unwanted cage, or a 3-legged dog on a street, let it go and set it free, and if it should be so willing, appreciate it's return. Either way, you will have obtained more capacity to embrace the journey that is meant to be. Trust in the river from which you flow, so that you may travel more smoothly toward your destiny. Let not the things along the way tempt you so, lest you make it harder to guide your way. Wishing you all the best. Lots of love from over here.