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A Golden Kobi Save…

Posted in Film, Golden Retrievers, Music, Mysticism, Poetry, Spirituality, Writing

Sometimes 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...

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Gratitude Fills the Room

Posted in Golden Retrievers, Music, Mysticism, Poetry, Spirituality, Writing

Early 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. ...

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Beckoning Now

Posted in Golden Retrievers, Mysticism, Poetry, Spirituality, Travel, Writing

Golden 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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Melting into Pleasure

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I snuggled in to the crook of his neck…Golden Kobi offered me a deep felt sigh filled with post breakfast satisfaction. Little Guy Oscar rolled over on his back, spread eagle, his mouth open wide, grinning… I wonder at the joy these four legged children offer me…dealing with the fears of potentially serious illness fills me with little...

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Empty-full

Posted in Golden Retrievers, Mysticism, Poetry, Spirituality, Writing

Another night of sleepless wonder…Golden Kobi stretches across the bed, patiently waiting for lights out…as darkness descends, he chooses the cool wood floor…the night's air pressing silent, motionless, breathless… Little Guy Oscar sleeps deep perhaps dreaming of the ultimate squirrel chase… his little feet race with no...

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