Poem:
Peace and QuietPeace and quiet
Are not easily found
Unless your feet are solidly on the ground
Unless you breathe the rich full air
And find something special on which to stare
And pause for a moment or maybe two
And find that polished jewel that was always inside of you
(by Nick L)
I feel that this poem (written by Nick Lowery) accurately describes my state of mind while sitting on the bench, watching the dogs running.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
While out hiking my dogs I spotted a very inviting bench. I'd been hiking for a couple of hours and was tired. A rest was just what I needed.
From this bench, I watched the dogs:
Daisy- Pit Bull (foster)
Westley- Vizsla (boarder)
Aimee- Border Collie mix
Cooper- Cocker Spaniel mix
Jazz- Shih-zu mix
They were chasing eachother in big loops around the small clearcut area this bench was in. Clearly they did not feel my need for a break. It makes me smile watching such wild abandon. To be able to live in the moment like they do, and get so much out of life. I envy them. Daisy comes up to me with that irresistable Pit Bull grin and rests her head in my lap. I stroke her ears and feel totally at ease. Suddenly the peace is broken as loud yells and whoops fill the air. I call the dogs to me and they come running, clearly uneasy about the interruption. Four boys on mountain bikes come tearing through the clearing being as loud as humanly possible. I keep my fingers looped around Aimee's collar as she is watching them bug-eyed, just dying for a chance to chase the fast moving bikes. Seconds later, the air is still again and I release the dogs back to their game. It's amazing how the atmosphere is changed. The dog's are on edge, they pace restlessly near me and keep their eyes up- scanning the surroundings. I no longer feel safe and restful on my bench. I feel conspicuous and self-aware. The idyllic scene is trashed so I pick up my things and we continue back to the car. Never able to get all the way back into my "zen" state.
From this bench, I watched the dogs:
Daisy- Pit Bull (foster)
Westley- Vizsla (boarder)
Aimee- Border Collie mix
Cooper- Cocker Spaniel mix
Jazz- Shih-zu mix
They were chasing eachother in big loops around the small clearcut area this bench was in. Clearly they did not feel my need for a break. It makes me smile watching such wild abandon. To be able to live in the moment like they do, and get so much out of life. I envy them. Daisy comes up to me with that irresistable Pit Bull grin and rests her head in my lap. I stroke her ears and feel totally at ease. Suddenly the peace is broken as loud yells and whoops fill the air. I call the dogs to me and they come running, clearly uneasy about the interruption. Four boys on mountain bikes come tearing through the clearing being as loud as humanly possible. I keep my fingers looped around Aimee's collar as she is watching them bug-eyed, just dying for a chance to chase the fast moving bikes. Seconds later, the air is still again and I release the dogs back to their game. It's amazing how the atmosphere is changed. The dog's are on edge, they pace restlessly near me and keep their eyes up- scanning the surroundings. I no longer feel safe and restful on my bench. I feel conspicuous and self-aware. The idyllic scene is trashed so I pick up my things and we continue back to the car. Never able to get all the way back into my "zen" state.
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