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 dread when snuggled up against the pups and my beloved Ron…gratitude fills my soul.
After my initial diagnosis I found myself walking through the world numb. But when I would stroke the sweet smelling fur of my beloved children, all my fear would poof…disappear in a cloud of smoke…
"You'll have to fight"…that's what my neurologist told me…and in many ways I do every day….but more than fight, I surrender…with Kobi's gentle persuasion…I walk through each day with a bit more grace, a bit more surrender…and yes I fight…but by melting into pleasure…
I surrender and melt and fight…and offer my "dis"ease, my Parkinson's as my service, my seva to the world…
Golden Kobi rolls over with a sigh of satisfaction, he notes my growth, my surrender…Oscar jumps off the bed headed towards the toy box (time to de-stuff another unwitting victim)…I snuggle in the crook of Kobi's neck breathing in the intoxicating musky odor…
And together we melt back into the dream time…