I talk to my dogs As if they give good advice, But somehow it seems Answers always spring live from Inside me, friends, or technology. My dogs provide such Diversion of my division I can almost decide They are oracles sent with Unique provision and blessing. A cover story For crazed habits of talk, Talking to myself, answering, Sometimes I need virtuoso advice, Dogs, mine, ink in the blanks. Living all alone, By myself, on my lonesome own, My dogs remind me Of care when I would hideaway Disengage, abandon society. Tribble and Wookie, with clarity Encourage me to explore Beyond space, outside our front door; They maybe understand I have become a shadow cast present From the glories of the discontinued past, But my girls are entirely unwilling To give me up, let me fade, they love me, As well as doggy beings, hearts, minds may, It helps me keep going every day.
There was a time, many years ago, when I did not have a dog and was in a bad state because of my Schizo-Affective Disorder.
My weight had been a battle all my life, and at this juncture, I chose to begin walking daily. To my great surprise, when I came out the first time to walk, a lovely Weimaraner was waiting right outside the door. This angel dog accompanied me on my walks, probably over a year.
It was there every day, no matter what time I chose to go for my walk. Seeing this beautiful animal and basking in its love helped me continue in the exercise even though, typically, I’m not too fond of exercise.
Today, as I dive into another challenge, I remember I am supported in many ways when I attempt to improve.
I have been thirsty for an age, Now I have a glass brim-full I shall slake my need, and still Perhaps, find there is evermore.
If he only knew how deep is my want; No, I must not let it show, I live love; give it space to grow, It sometimes comes fast, others slow.
Such force rendered with soft inflection, His briefest touch draws my breath away. What may I do to shield myself? I cannot; my heart does willing yield, There exists no contest on the field, All my secrets, treasures are revealed.
It would be a heart-ache, heart-break, Were he not my match – gentle, tender. He is very dear bringing cheer, Sharing delightful smiles without guile. I can only quickly steal away to spend The moments he spares – day by day.
When the repast sits upon the table We will come and dine at such time As we are prepared, able, I, like someone dreaming of a fable.
Wookie is not a fan of photographs when she must be in them. Also, sleeping in my bed rather than hers would make her much happier. Her short hairs cause me to go into a mad itch, so I usually let her lounge on the floor.
What if writing here, I could somehow see into the person you are? Would you happily share your deepest self with me, or want to hide reality?
I will tell you what I already know of you and what your future might be. Come along and see:
You have come through a lot. Sometimes you are not sure how you survived your struggles. There are days you can almost consider giving up, but you do not allow the word, quit in your vocabulary.
There are people, maybe only one or two, or a few, who you could never disappoint, they are a devoted team who stay ever close to you.
You have people who admire you, looking to you for encouragement and inspiration though you may not now or ever know it.
There are things about your life you could make no better if you tried because they are the best already. Some things you hope to change and eventually will because you keep trying even when everything appears impossible. You refuse to give up, and thankfully, persistence usually pays off.
A few things you may have, or have to, let go. No matter who we are, sometimes our purposes may fail to go according to plan. It is okay, though, because you keep going, keep taking another step. Even when tears fill your eyes, you choose to smile and reach to help someone else. You are an excellent and dependable friend, although your circle of influence may be small.
You may not have all you want and may think you will never succeed to the degree you wish, but because you fight negativity and work creatively in every aspect of your life, more and more positive results will find you. Bit by bit the good you expect will evidence in your existence. You are loved. Blessings will come, and your gratitude will assure more manifest. God sent you here with a purpose, and He will never desert you.