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Creative Communication

June 5, 2007

I took Sadie to the vet today (if you’re new – she is about to be 18 and last week had two seizures – read previous blag.).  What happened was remarkable.  The smallest peculiarity was when I first got to the highway – I made a sharp ramp turn to get on – 20mph for real, particularly with Sadie in the car.  And I was guided by a huge sign that said EXIT 20MPH.  Except it was an entrance.

Animals are telepathic and they communicate.  Sadie was asleep on my bed and I went to wake her to go for a quick walk and then into the car and to the vet.

She wouldn’t go.  She woke and then went back to ‘sleep.’  I called Nancy in a panic – She suggested that I let her stay – and I did.  Then Sockees, the 14 year old cat came into the room (always Sadie’s ‘alpha’ dog territory) and jumped on the bed and, as I told the vet, gave her a free cat-scan.

Then I prepared for the trip by carrying a blanket down into the car, opening the door – then opening the house doors – I planned to carry Sadie down.  But she got up and walked downstairs. [Sockees then zoomed out the doors – for the first time in about a year —  I wasn’t worried – It was clear that she would wait until we got home.]

Sadie bitched some and I carried her the last few steps into the car. 

We started with the Regular vet to gather her current measurements and then the acupuncturists to recommend what we should do… And all her statistics are very normal.  He recommended that we just let her recover her strength – They could find nothing wrong…  We will just monitor her healing

Sockees was waiting when we parked and waited for us at the top of the stairs.

The Law of Attraction is the law.  It always works; we just have to get out of the way.

Useful Quotes

Strength does not come from physical capacity. It comes from an indomitable will.
Mohandas Gandhi

 Anger is natural. Grief is appropriate. Healing is mandatory. Restoration is possible.
Jane Rubietta

The best way out of emotional pain is through it.

The only way around is through.
Robert Frost

Creative Corner


In a time of plenty
life shifts from the keyboard
to walking the dog,
an oscillation that includes it all.

In here,
modern superman –
sitting by a window that hides all light –
fluorescent man,
fingers connected to the world,
tapping softly – speaking loudly,
heard or not.
The bound man,
tactile-ly enhanced and separated
from a body ever-stiffening in
atrophied oscillation.

Out there,
full moon’s
patterned mosaics light Sadie
darting in and out,
her kind of dog-walk jazz,
a very personal riff
Early spring insects set the texture,
for footsteps echoing
remembered melodies,
far, far from nature,
stretching in released wonder
in times of plenty