Dog Psalm #101

Release your worries
to a power greater than yourself.

Dog Psalm #99

Embrace your imperfection.

Acceptance is the pathway to grace.

Dog Psalm #95

Exactly where you are
exactly who you are
is exactly as it should be.

Dog Psalm #80

Be one with nature.

Dog Psalm #79

Go outside and share your sweet self with the world.

Dog Psalm #78

Sometimes when you get to the bridge
you're not sure if you want to cross it.
Listen to the quiet voice deep inside,
it will tell you what to do.

Dog Psalm #46

Grace is the shade and shelter of trees,

who know the secrets of a hundred years,

on this hot July day.

Dog Psalm #35

Why is today more special than all the rest?

Because a rabbit brings candy?

That and the awareness of
the transformative and restorative power of grace:
be it rebirth, renewal or resurrection;
a sigh of relief, a moment of peace.
May they be yours.

Dog Psalm 27

My business is not to remake myself,

but make the absolute best of what God made.

Robert Browning

Dog Psalm #24

"Equanimity"

Ten thousand flowers in spring,

the moon in autumn,

a cool breeze in summer,

snow in winter - 

if your mind is not clouded by unnecessary things,

this is the best season of your life.

Wu Mwn (Hui-K'ai)

Dog Psalm #20

I reside along side The Great Spirit.

Sunday Mountain is our abode.

The sky is our window on heaven.

Grace is the snow that sparkles beneath our feet.

In the solace of silence faith is recovered.

Dog Psalm #18

After all the feasting,

the giving and receiving,

comes the time for reflecting and resting

and deciding how best to carry the Spirit of the season

throughout the new year

Snow is Joy

Surrounding, abounding Joy.

Joy covering every thing -

every sorrow, every hurt

every branch and blade of grass.

Floating and piling,

pelting out Joy.

In crunchy steps,

That quiet hush,

The sloshy slush,

Announcing, insisting on Joy.

Snow is a shower of

Grace or Forgiveness.

Presenting us with

new realities,

perspectives and possibilities.

SNOW

 

How I Love Thee.

We let the Wind

harvest for us.

All we must do is

be alert and pay attention,
with open minds and empty pockets,

as we roam
each day

through our
wondrous, bountiful
neighborhood.

Most of the wind's offerings
I recognize 

as delicious treats. I seek crunch and tang.

She sees them as

pieces of a whole being

bodies, arms, heads, eyes
"the sum is more than the whole"

She seeks to
sustain transformational change.

I seek
the pattern of snacks,
and panting, patter, prancing of
the good life.
Each new day's greatness is up to you.
 What do you seek? How do you choose?

Dog Psalm 17

Fear knocks on the door.
Faith answers.

There was no one there.

 

Thanksgiving

Let there be gravy and community.

Let there be laughter and music.

Let there be feasting and grazing

and generous table scrap giving.

I am grateful for kindness, comfort and care.

Grateful for naps in the big comfy chair.

Dog Psalm 15: The power of Myth

WONDERING

How could a mouse carry that enormous

4 armed

man-elephant-deity

Ganesh?

He's hardly 4 inches tall.

He's remarkably sturdy even without feet

but still...

How is it possible? How can I believe?

  

OH! He's a God in his own right,

an agent of transformation.

 

That's why he wears the fancy coat

and always brings something to offer.

He does smell sacred.

Sunday Dog Psalm #13

Three things can not long be hidden:
the sun, the moon, and the truth.

Gautama Siddharta

 

God is the sun and His rays fall upon your heart,

not impeded by the clouds of egoism,
the lotus blooms and petals unfold.

Sri Sathya Sai Baba

See how nature - trees, flowers, grass - grows in silence

see how the stars, the moon, the sun, how they move in silence...

we need silence to be able to touch souls.

Mother Theresa

No Worries

People are always worrying about what will happen next. We dogs know that this is futile which is why we are keenly focused on what is happening now. Even if that now appears to be "nothing" or nothing special. But all of that "nothing" is actually extraordinarily special. All those hours I spend sprawled in extreme comfort behind my closed eye lids I am seeing deep into the now of this moment and this great meditation allows me to see into the goodness of the future and all its potential glory.  When I dream deeply and you can see my paws run across air I am traveling to the farthest reaches of time and harmony. Even if I had words to use they would not be sufficient to tell you what I know.  All I can do to communicate this knowledge is to show you by delighting in the ordinary, demonstrating joy, love and acceptance, sniffing out happiness in the mundane. I am trying to teach you not to worry. Just be here now. Say, "I am alive. I am wonderful. I am. I am."  This thought is my constant companion and guide. With it worry finds no home in me.  And without worry there is no room for dread and so there is all the time and space necessary for grace and peaceful living.

Dog Psalm #12

Alphabet of Grace

"...out of silence prayer happens: waking at night when the silence in your room is no deeper than the silence in yourself because for a moment all thought is stilled and you do not know where you are or possibly even who you are, and then out of this noplace and nobody that is you, out of that silence your flesh shells, the prayer comes - O Thou - out of silence, addressed to silence, then returning to silence like the holy syllable OM where it is the silence encircling the sound that is itself most holy."

Frederick Buechner