Closer, Mama

I am starting to think that my phone makes some high pitched sound when I use the camera.  She always flinches.  I have made a decision to take more photos of us together.  Frankie has always demonstrated outward manifestations of my inward feelings.  And I don’t really like my photo taken either.  I do, however, treasure photos of myself with my loved ones and it is obvious even to my vanity that I cannot have those photos without putting aside my false pride.  

It’s New Years Day 2018 and I’m trying to balance all the competing thoughts, energies and and incoming influences that come with a new chronological year.  Get in shape, cut out sugar, bring on beauty, joy and connection, be present, set yearly intentions, don’t miss the magic.  Ugh!!!  It’s too much for me today.  

As I think about it now, when I chose a catch phrase for my website (which is largely dormant), it was very spontaneous — “from the ordinary, extraordinary.”  I keep thinking I should change it to something more spiritual, something that would be more inspiring, but I can’t settle on anything that is more meaningful to me.  

The seemingly ordinary experience of having a pet has been nothing short of extraordinary for me.  We havr walked and cuddled and napped.  Each experience bringing me closer to my true nature.  When Frankie was young she would pull fabric toys apart until she just had bits of fabric left.  She would lay one end of the fabric on my knee while she held the other end in her teeth.  We would play this silly game where I barely had two fingernails’ worth of purchase on this tiny piece of fabric and we would each pull.  She would always win and simply replant the loose end back on my knee.  She could go on for hours.  Ordinary?  Not one bit.  I am a far, far more loving woman because of the ordinary(?) gift of being a Dog Mama 💗