Hoirzons4Girls & Gidget: The Christmas Spirit in Action.

rn 2As if I was almost swept back in time, visiting the rooms of residents at Rocky Knoll nursing home, I had sweet flashbacks of my work with Frankie when she was a therapy dog.

Though we didn’t visit Rocky Knoll, except for one occasion via a special request, we did visit on a monthly basis, a senior assisted facility, hospice, and our local hospital for over three years.

This special visit on Saturday, with Miss Gidget as my sidekick, we had the special opportunity along with Horizons4Girls to take part in delivering 72 dozen cookies and much joy to those in need. It filled my heart with what the Christmas Spirit is all about.

Miss Gidget made a special appearance as my sidekick, and the smiles she brought to many of the residents was absolutely priceless. I say “special appearance” because Gidget isn’t a registered therapy dog. But for this special occasion she was allowed to be a part of this mission helping the girls be of service in their community.

The above and below photos are three of my favorite from our visit. More photos are in an album I created on Facebook to mark this beautiful day.

**A VERY SPECIAL and GRATEFUL THANK YOU to all who sponsored cookies to help us complete this mission. You are all angels too in helping us make this a reality.**

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 As always, I welcome your comments…

Early Morning Cottage View: This is What Surrendering Looks Like

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Okay, some of you committee members in my head need to go on vacation. I’ve had about all I need to hear from you for a good, long time. You’ve been heard. I acknowledge you. Now find yourself a peaceful place to reside.

As I closed my eyes last night, I asked those pestering and loud members that seem to reside on the left side of my brain to please take a break.

The members on the right side of my brain, where it is so much more peaceful, raised their white flags as a symbol to the left side that they have been heard. We surrender — meaning we don’t have the answers for you, but that we understand your role in the community.

The community and its committee members that make up the whole of who I am. Me, Barbara Techel. All these parts, the good and the bad, the frustrating and the peaceful, the happy and the sad, each member important to my evolution of growth.

But the committee members who want immediate answers to life’s challenges have been making way too much noise lately. So I surrender to them. I see you. I hear you. But now it is time for you to see and hear what the other members in the committee have to share.

And so I surrendered as I drifted off to sleep last night… to more peace, joy and honoring of self.

As I stepped out of my bedroom patio doors heading for my writing cottage this morning, I realized my prayers from the night before were heard.

“” See,” the right and creative side of my committee members said to the left side members, there is peace when you surrender.

The proof and the only answer you need is right before you. A new dawn.

When you surrender to not having to know all the answers, the answer reveals itself in the light and promise of  a new day — a new day to live in peace and joy, and the true whispers of your heart.

What’s that I hear from all my committee members? Ahhhh, silence. Welcome, and please stay a good long while.

As always, I welcome your comments…

PS:  The winner of Dawn’s book, Dreaming with Polar Bears is Catherine.  I’ve sent you an email Catherine, for your mailing address. Congratulations!  And thank you to everyone who left comments!

Comfort and Joy from Our Animal Friends

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I don’t know about you, but there are moments when I just feel this awe-inspiring tingling in me in the presence of my dogs.

When this happens, my heart leaps with love and joy.

One such moment happened this week as I was getting done with my yoga practice.

As is our routine, Gidget snuggles into her blanket on my large wicker chair in my writing cottage, as I roll out my yoga mat.

By the time I begin my practice, she is burrowed under  her blanket. The only evidence of a dachshund who has taken cover for a quick nap, is her darling little behind that sticks out.

Tuesday was no different from our routine as we both settled into the unfolding of the morning ritual.

As I came to the end of my practice, I sat cross-legged with my hands resting on my knees, my eyes closed, taking in all the calm and restoration that yoga brings me.

Having some worries on my mind lately, I was trying my best to just observe them and let them float away, assuring myself that life challenges always work themselves out.

I also silently ask for guidance or peace as I sit in my meditative pose if there is something I’m struggling with.

Today, as I opened my eyes after moving through some feelings and then putting my trust in Spirit, I opened them to the sweet face of Gidget — as if she was looking straight into my soul (I quickly grabbed my camera to get the shot above).

Normally she stays buried under her blanket and I have to gently nudge her, then pick her up to take her back in the house when I’m done with my practice.

But not this day. She was looking right into me. I felt this with every fiber of my being.

My heart melted. I just knew in that moment she was reaching out to me to assure me that all is well.

I felt a tranquil calm wash over my whole body, and my mind found a peaceful place to rest.

All this from a sprite of a dog — she brings me so much comfort and joy.