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Sleeping on cool floors past midnight's call Sounds of night's reverie invade my dreams I awaken taken by the television's droning voices And rise to walk the halls for predators I stealthly retrace my nightly steps The television's noise fades away As I walk down the hall And step into Mom's office filled with soft rugs And smells of...
Read MoreSometimes words fill my mind and I can't shake them…mostly when this happens I move on, blocking the flow…I am working to change that, to take a spare moment and turn it into thoughtful presence…I wanted to block this one…stop it…then just as I was preparing to turn off the computer, Golden Kobi runs up the stairs, paws my...
Read MoreMonday, 4:00 a.m….the alarm sounds it's call. Golden Boy Kobi and Little Guy Oscar are up and off the bed in less than half a second…I've always wondered how dogs do that…go from a dead sleep to the deepest alert status without a breath…how do they do that? Ron and I slowly throw off our covers...
Read MoreEarly morning awakens…Golden Kobi, Little Guy Oscar and I are all feeling just a little lazy. We lay in bed, piled atop one another enjoying the five a.m. quiet. We hear an occasional sprinkler turn on then off but other than that, silence. Our breathing slows, our need for external stimulation releases and we rest in the silence of the moment. ...
Read MoreGolden Kobi lays across the floor sleeping tenderly, completely surrendered yet still protecting his tennis ball in the crook of his neck…Little Guy Oscar moves from his favorite place on the couch to the Spanish-tiled hearth of the fireplace. He collapses with a clud immediately falling into dreams aplenty. It's midday, we're up in...
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