Eye see you now!

Maddie the foster dog and I made it through the holiday!  Yesterday she went back to the shelter to be spayed and get the rest of her hair cut. 


This was Maddie before:

And this is after:

Holy Cow, she has eyes!


In a couple of days Maddie will return to the shelter so she can take part in the big Christmas adoption campaign at Neiman Marcus.  I know someone will snatch her up in all her cuteness.  I sure am gonna miss her though. But I must say, I learned a lot from her. 


As  I mentioned before, Maddie was a cruelty case.  She was rescued from a bad situation and in spite of all she has gone through she still loves people, she still loves life.  She doesn't lay down and wallow in self pity and cry over where she came from or what she went through. 

Each morning she gets up and has this big grin on her face and a wag in her tail.  The day is met with enthusiasm.  She does the dance of joy when she is fed dry, crunchy kibbles.  She is over the moon with squish hugs. 

Why is it the human race is considered the smartest of all the species yet most of us can't manage to look at life the way Maddie the foster dog does?

Funny, I got another foster pet because I was feeling down about my situation; wallowing around in the self pity and self loathing.  And here comes this dog to teach me a lesson about living life now.

Karma...its a .....

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The other day I was reading a post by a blogger i like to follow.  He told a story about how he almost killed himself at the gym.  Well, I laughed.  He is a great story teller and he painted a really great picture but I think a part of me knows deep down I have a warped sense of humor and tend to laugh at peoples pain. Sad to admit but true.

Last night I was out walking Maddie the foster dog when I slipped in mud and fell face down in middle of it. Not once. Twice. 

Thankfully all my neighbors were outside and witnessed my face planting. Both times.

That karma will get you every time.

Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me. The power of words

The title is a children's rhyme.  Kids would call each other names, usually bad, and the recipient of the words would chant that back to show it didn't bother them.  Well it bothered me.  I hated being called fat, stupid, ugly and four eyes.  It hurt deep inside even though I yelled that chant back at the top of my lungs. 

A few years ago I read The Hidden Messages in Water by Dr. Masrau Emoto.  This book was based on his research of how words can affect water and since humans are made up of about 70% water, how it can also affect us.

Basically, Dr. Emoto subjected water to words and sounds then caught the reaction of the water molecules through his microscope (I am sure it is a lot more complicated than what I am saying).

The results were eye opening:

I have always been sensitive to words, how they are said; in tone as well as content.  As I read this book it reaffirmed to me that words do have an impact on others and this world.  So we have a choice of what imprint we want to leave behind; words of love and encouragement or words of anger and criticism.

 

I came across this book today as I was cleaning out my bookshelf and thought it was something good to remind myself of; to be mindful of what words I choose to say not only to myself but to others.  I want to leave behind the most beautiful snowflake on someones soul that they have ever felt.

Round and round we go....Reincarnation

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I don’t know how many people in this world believe in reincarnation but I bet it’s a lot. I myself do not know if such a thing is true.  I don’t have memories of them.  

Who knows, perhaps I lived a life in London enjoying time as a well-to-do lady of society or perhaps I was thrown overboard a ship by the man I loved only to be ‘et up by sharks.

Like I said, I don’t have any memories of them (thankfully so on some).  And since I don’t, I don’t think I should spend my time now trying to figure it out.  It’s over and gone, that past life or lives.  I need to focus on now. This life. Today.

Though I must admit, if reincarnation is real, I will be grateful to not remember the bad parts of this life, like the year 2009 and 2010!