As a child, she loved animals. Her mom got her a stuffed animal monkey named Jubilee. She slept with it every night and somehow this little stuffed toy made an impact on the soon to be famous icon. She knew what she wanted to do. She wanted to work with real animals, not stuffed toys. But this is back in the 50’s when women weren’t meeting the Queen very often, winning Nobel peace prizes and becoming legends researching chimpanzees in the wild. Enter Jane Goodall. A woman who decided to make a call that set all of that in motion. In her 20’s she was living in Kenya on a friends farm. Her friend recommended she get a hold of someone who might be able to talk to her about her passion for animals. I am sure he said something like “You should call this guy named Leaky!” (With a name………KEEP READING, IT’S GETTIN GOOD…Read More
After yet another pointless shooting in Oregon, everyone’s heart is broken…again. There just seems to be so much senseless violence, and what can make anyone feel better about it all? Words? Anger at the gunman? More division of belief about gun laws? Hate? Swearing we will change and make things different? Yes, I guess all of that will happen. But there will still be people suffering. Mourning. There will still be people who will not recover from the loss and the pain. After this particular shooting I read the papers and noticed that more attention was being placed on sending out help for those affected. Churches came together, counselors were called, but one huge healing force that goes beyond what humans can do- this band of angels that made the news were cleverly disguised as….comfort dogs. They were sent from all over the country. These beautiful creatures who have no idea their normal boundless affection toward humans is in massive need. Having animals be used in a positive way, to help heal pain at the soul level, gives me hope. Maybe this will help people see that we are the reflection of unconditional love in these dogs and so maybe, somewhere, it can help us find love again in our hearts. Or at least lick the fresh wounds of such profound pain.
There is something unexplainable about the feeling of having a dog to throw your arms around when you are weeping. There is something that gently eases the pain when puppy breath is near your tears. As I am typing this, my small little rescue chihuahua is snoring on my lap and there is no other place I want to be, no other sound I want to hear. I have deep peace. One look into her eyes and I come alive and am reconnected to pure love again. And isn’t that why we are really here? What IS the purpose if not to love and awaken that love in others through connecting. Through touching and kissing of an animal. No words need to be said for this type of miracle. This is the simple truth of it all. Love. In the form of these angels with fur who so freely give it. I think one of the best stories is about this little muffin who spends her time in rest homes. I would like to do this with my dogs and let them continue to show me the real reason we are all here.
When I learned about the life changing moment in an eagles life, I wanted to give it a voice. So I did. Literally. I voiced it over and added music I felt was appropriate because I felt so connected to it. In all my years working with animals I never, EVER knew what you are about to see. I hope it plants the seeds of change in your life, as it did in mine. Thank you or letting me share with you what I am learning through these great teachers that come in the form of animals. Their lessons are all around us. I hope I continue to have the eyes to see them. I hope you take the gift and watch this.
It’s 3 minutes you won’t forget.