I’m in an “in-between” time.  Left a life that kept me busy each day, distracting me from my purpose and major metaphysical questions.  Without that busyness, I’m in the middle of a foggy lake with one paddle wondering which way to go, and even more, why should I move at all?

Thankfully, in my walks each morning with the dog I am shoulder-to-shoulder with the Divine and have the chance to seek inspiration to keep breathing.  The dog gave me the sign today.  He’s an old dude, moving very slowly, doesn’t run for balls any more and gives a slight passing interest in any other dog.  

But he does two things religiously–he sniffs and he pisses.  He will spend inordinate amounts of time investigating a scent on each blade of grass, refusing to move until he has satisfied his curiosity.  And then he pisses.  He marks his place “I was here,” and then moves on.

I take my meditative lesson from the Divine within the dog today.  I explore and sniff every little creative new adventure that comes along my day.  I meet each moment with fascination, looking at my life as new and different and unique.  Then I release all that I don’t need to observe my next adventure. 

Great-full for another sniff at lilacs, greening, friends, duties, peace and Divine Companionship.