What this Horse Had to Share with Mini Me

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FIRST:  I’ve received requests from others asking if they can purchase the magnet set of Miss Gidget, done by artist Brianna Brunsell that I shared in yesterday’s post. Brianna is happy to oblige with a LIMITED EDITION available through her Etsy shop. And just an FYI, I am not an affiliate and will not receive profit – just one creative person supporting another creative person I truly adore!…and bringing a positive face to special needs dogs!

And now onto today’s journal post…

Trust the process. A phrase I hear often in my mind. A phrase I heard when I did my training last November to become a SoulCollage® facilitator. A phrase that applies to so many areas in our lives.

On the first evening of my training last fall, I took part in a guided imagery along with the other students. A meditation to see if an animal would show up, and if so, what animal, and what message might he have for me?

Horse showed up. I felt him in my heart. But I only saw a portion of him. First came his head and face as if out of the fog, slowly revealing himself to me. I never did get a full image of horse and then the guided imagery was over.

Afterwards, we journaled for a few moments capturing what we saw and felt.

The next afternoon we then collaged onto cards the image that came to us. At first I had a hard time finding just a partial portion of a horse image, but then ended up finding three images.

In the SoulCollage® process you typically work with a background and one energy, and sometimes include another object (image) if it feels right to you.

The image above is actually two energies with horse and a small child. I was drawn for some reason to put these images together with the tree and grass as the background.

Afterwards we sat with our cards we told to “step into” the image and listen for what the image might be trying to tell us. As if we were actually the image itself.

This is when you have to really trust the process. You are likely to get something you had no idea was going to reveal itself.

I realized stepping into the image that I was the little girl. I remembered when I was quite young and we had a black Lab named Toby. He seemed huge to me when I was small. I realized the image of horse, was represented itself to me as Toby’s energy.

It was discovered I was allergic to animal dander when I was a little girl. But Toby stayed outside as my dad used him for hunting. I don’t recall that he had to go away because of my asthma brought on by many things, including animal dander. I don’t think so.

But I do remember at one point Toby went to live on a farm of my dad’s friend. He wasn’t there long when he ran out into the road, was hit by a car, and died.

For whatever reason, I took that in as my fault. If I wasn’t allergic, then Toby wouldn’t have had to move away. He wouldn’t have run into the road.

So how intriguing it was that my sub-conscious for reasons unbeknownst to me really, carried a guilt about Toby dying. But I realized it wasn’t my fault and this is what this card represented for me at this time in my life.

This is what I love about the SoulCollage® process as it can help heal parts of oneself — even when you don’t even realize something was there that needed healing!

Now when I look at this card I find comfort in that I loved Toby very much and I know he loved me. And it was never my fault.

Silly G as a Silly Dog Magnet

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UPDATE:  I’ve received requests from others asking if they can purchase the magnet set of Miss Gidget. Brianna is happy to oblige with a LIMITED EDITION available through her Etsy shop. And just an FYI, I am not an affiliate and will not receive profit – just one creative person supporting another creative person I truly adore!…and bringing a positive face to special needs dogs!

 Today’s journal post brought to you by Miss Gidget…

This is me. Silly G.

And me as Silly G as a Silly Dog magnet set.

Created by artist Brianna Brunsell.

Is your dog silly?

Or sweet?

Or cuddly?

Or funny?

All of the above, I have no doubt.

And lovable for sure. I just know it!

You know you want your dog on a magnet set! Who wouldn’t?

We dogs got you wrapped around our paws and have embedded our love deep in your hearts forever.

So come on, put your dog on a magnet set.

You won’t regret it. You’ll love it.

You’ll smile every time you pass by the refrigerator with your dog smiling back at you.

WOOF!

I’m not a paid spokes dog for Silly Dog Magnets. I just happen to love Ms. Brianna and how super cute she drew me. I’d say she did a fantastic job, wouldn’t you?

To learn more about Brianna and Silly Dog magnets you can find her and her two adorable weenie’s, Billie and Daisy, on her Facebook page and her Etsy shop.

Stay tuned to National Walk ‘N Roll Dog Day celebrated annually on September 22.  Brianna will be donating a custom made print with a wheelchair dog theme with proceeds to benefit The Frankie Wheelchair Fund (helping disabled dogs in need of a wheelchair with over 35 dogs helped so far!).

Last year Brianna donated this print below which was a huge success (thank you again, Brianna!) Also just an FYI that these type prints she does just for charity auctions. We will be doing the wheelie dog themed print auction beginning sometime in mid-to-late August. I’ll announce it here and on our Facebook pages.

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Life with Dogs: Somersault Moments

20150122_092941eI remember being a kid and how I loved to do somersaults. Isn’t there just something so magical about them? Head pressing into the soft grass—ready, set, go, as you begin to roll, your feet and legs flow up over your head— over and over you go, down the hill, lost in what feels like another dimension.

These days, somersaults don’t sit well with my stomach or my head, though my heart at times wishes once again for those sweet, warm and breezy somersault days.

Instead I now experience them in a new way. Life with dogs gives me the same feeling of rolling down a hill, my heart leaping with joy, and lost in a world that time does not seem to exist.

Watching Kylie fly through the snow, or the look on Gidget’s face as I leave out the door, as if to say, “Please don’t go.”

The wag of tails greeting me when I return home. Snowy nights sitting on the sofa, next to the crackling fire in the woodstove, Gidget’s head resting in my lap.

Sitting next to Kylie as she sits at the front door, gazing out into the neighborhood. Patting her head and feeling a warm gush of what can only be unconditional love that fills my heart like nothing else.

Seeing Gidget’s black eyes peaking out the top of her kennel at me as I place my feet on the floor each morning. Scooping her into my arms and smooching her on the side of her silky soft face.

Kylie greeting me with her still puppy dog eyes as I open the bedroom door. Hugging her gently around her big ole’ bear of a neck.

The drool hitting the floor from Kylie, and the impatient pitter-pat dance of Gidget’s tiny feet as they await their breakfast. Listening to the crunch, crunch, crunch as they eat their kibble.

Walks along the path that helps to assure me that everything in life is right. Kylie’s curious exploring nature often having me turning around, calling out her name, watching as her ears fly behind her, a smile spread wide across her face, and in a full out pony run to catch up.

Gidget’s tiny feet and lopsided get-along gait, trying to keep up with the pace of everything her nose wants to take in.

The content look on their faces as they nap away the day.

Tucking them in at night. Telling each how much I love them. Thanking them for being my friends.

Looking forward to the next day and doing it all again. These are my somersault moments of today.