Our riding dairies

Our exploration

Exploring New Frontiers

We have been to the clinic, space in the park.
I observed him and his responses.
His hearing senses were heighten, and will look to me, I would talk to him and explain to him.
He would then listen carefully to what I have to say.
I would then disappear without telling him, the first response was to look for me, the second response was to jump into the bag that I put him in.
When we arrive at a new space, he would run to me, up to my body and give me a lick.
 After, getting the responses he wanted, I would let him go, he would go and lie down and feel secure and assured.
What a day! 

Speaking our forgotten universal languague

We did not arrive with words at hand,
we speak from our eyes, hearts, thoughts, pictures,
yet we forgot how to use this innate ability that we have.
Our pets do it naturally,
our plants just be.
But, our emotions are connected, united in different forms, but the same creator.
Before  our logical took over, we used our intuitive side to guide us, help us and communicated with nature and all life forms,
before we could tap into the universal knowledge to understand.
Now, we traded for something that is controllable, so that we would not be ridiculed by others.
But, if we would be brave, believing,
we could still tap into the source to find ourselves at our core and being.
To be united in our universal speech, thought and action.

Birth bringing forth Life!

We forget that with every act of creation,
brings forth energy from the one before,
Takes from the mother every part of her,
every moment is a sacrifice and a cross.
Risking all, she gives birth to her child,
 a work of miracle and wonder.
She delivers her child, sometimes the pain is so much that is unbearable,
 but because of the pain, she gives life to another.

My Small Boy 2

Anyone, who sees my boy,
their reaction would be, is it a dog, is it a cat, is it a rabbit?
If you ask me, I would say he is everything,
he possess what a dog has, a cat and a rabbit.
We often give labels to people and things.
We grade them as if they were some price list.
But, we forget that many times, our pets are God's gifts.
When we label our pets and their abilities, we close the doors in reaching their potential.
We often fail to encourage our pets and love them for themselves.
Each of them to their temperament, each have their uniqueness, and most importantly, they all possess great intelligence in sensing, gauging, that most of us lack, because we need to see to prove.
But, they have great ability to adjust to the sensitivity of people they meet.
Most, importantly, they longed to be loved and hugged.
If they seek attention, how much more we do need but cannot articulate.
They also need the response like we do,  will nip at us when we fail to acknowledge their intentions.Being open to them and their responses do make me more aware of the connection we all have as living things of creation.

My Small Boy

God's unfailing love

Isn't it too much to ask for more unconditional love?
Isn't it not enough to receive such love?
No one has expected small boy to be so affectionate, connected towards me.
Even if I have difficulties with asthma, even if I have skin problems, it does not stop small boy from licking me, assuring me, telling me it is ok.
As much, as I give me love, he returns it back, without any doubt.
Thank you, Lord!

Resilience!

Animals and Pets are more resilient than I thought, they often heal well, they would let you attend to the wound and let you know you have addressed the are. 

Their worry is different from mine, when something bothers them, they sit by themselves, less activity, but with time, they resume their bubbly selves. 

 They never take heart to scolding or beating, they are quick to resume themselves and ask to be loved.  

I can now request that small boy licks me. He seems to know when I request for him to. His eyes are brighter now.  

He is more attention seeking nowadays and more bold in his explorations.  

But, he knows when to behave when he is outside, he would often peak through the corner of his eyes to see what I am doing. He knows when his head must be in the bag and not out looking else where.

 

 

 

 

 

A battle of getting what is essential

I have been told not to keep pets because of my asthma.
I was told that my sensitive skin would not permit me to tolerate dust and foreign things.Yet, what is not possible they do not know is my love for pets.
Now, having to manage requires me to have the discipline to be clean on a regular basis.
My love and connecton between them enriches me beyond .....
And, I know, I love them and they are part of my life.
And, I have to understand myself too.
I hope my regularity can manage my health better and help to keep my pets as well.

Constant Assuring

When I took small boy out, he seemed more bold and curious.
He hates it in the bag, unless he senses the urgency to be inside.
He licks me, and puts his head towards me, needing me to return the favour too.
He does not want to be separated from me.
Just like a dog, a constant need to be near me, to feel connected.
He is the most affectionate among the rest, who understands me as well.
I feel blessed with the understanding to be connected and assured as a human person, but even pets need it, more or just as much.

That special flower

There is a little rose in all of us,
some thorns,
some in pink, red, yellow, blue.
But, every flower comes only with its shade, size and texture only once.
And that flower is you!
Happy Valentine's!

Sorry Baby!

A narrow escape
As I was snipping off the tighten fur away, I accidently cut off too much fur at the hind legs,
no blood, but there were 3 holes, his webed feet was torn.
He was ok.
                             My God, he trusted me so much to care for him.
Me,
I was totally shocked and afraid.

Now, my role as a mother, thinking I should know,
but I am also learning, I make lots of mistakes too.
I had to accept my helplessness and anger.
I apologised for my mistake.

But, he did not even utter a word, or show any sign of distrust.
Such, beauty and truth.

I am meant to care and love,
but it does not promise I won't hurt, that I can be sometimes careless.

A chance to try again, the courage to fall, say you are sorry and try again.
I can't afford to live in self pity and regret though I feel terrible.

My babies need me, I need to be strong and accept my vulnerabilities.
And move on the continue loving.

Never trade your dreams with a safer path or because you cannot yet see!

Sometimes, it takes many rounds to see and realise my strength

My first rooted Tree, The Bamboo

Providence

Hope

Emotional Support!

I was taken back three times today.
First, in the day time, while carrying small boy, he licked me on arm I was carrying him.
When I was having doubts about me.
Second time, as I was doing my racing exercise, he licked me again.
This time, I told myself I had to be stronger, at that moment, he licked me, as if to affirm me.
The third time today, I was sharing with him my dreams, and I wondered I would ever get there, just at that moment, he licked me again and again.
The love and support he gives is just amazing.
He does not care whether I get there, or am there,
he just cares enough to there, to listen, to accompany me through my moments of doubt, to be happy that I actually have dreams that matter to me, whether I sound ridiculous or not, no judgements, just respecting me and my feelings.
My God, how many people can do that for you, a boyfriend, a husband, a good friend??????

Hope

As I shudder at being ....
At my most hopeless moments,
As just a simpe act of walking down with small boy,
Ifelt a warm lick, then again,  I thought I was dreaming, at my thought Hope.
And another time, I asked this time for a lick, I was given back the sweet gesture.
Never mind about not getting my ....... Today....
I connected with a soul, a spirit.
I am not alone.

Small changes

When I see my babies using two paws to receive their food.
When they call me when dinner is near.
When my small boy lick me for the first time.
I am in awe, today, I saw that my small boy wanted to check out the places I had been in my home.
It was really by chance that I saw the same gesture as my dad would do.
I see the parallel, it is like saying to me, he is checking out this place, he even pee on my floor mat where I was to mark his place.
To tell others he has been here, he would explore the whole area where I was the whole time.
And he was such a sweetie, he would occasionally lick me, at first I thought he was giving me small bites, but realised he was licking me.........
I must say he had been a good company to the shops.... he would be patient with me.
And when I am done, he would stick out his head again..to get his pats.

Men's best friend!

I would often flee at the sight of dogs, but I found that I started to be able to love them, in fact, all living creatures.
They seem to have a personality, fate and purpose in the world.
I started to see the same spirit in them, they way they respond, I started to see us in them.
My world has never been the same since Big Boy came into my life a few years back.

How the warmth of my babies warmed my heart and soul!

How often I have felt the coldness and distance in the thickness yet vulnerable body, I have been given.
My two pets embraced in my arms, did I feel heat coming forth, such a small creature, could actually warm up my being.
What seemed lacking, my babies are so sensitive that they actually could transfer their warmth across. It creates the bond between us, I believe I missed that out when I was a baby.
A kind of relationship that even the humans cannot offer or give because of limitations.
I think God, is also the same spirit, that upholds his people in his hand.
The kind of close bond is beyond words, it generates security and safety.
A gift and oneness of the same source and spirit.

Part 4

I would overcome my fear on holding and carrying Tob.
It was gradual, so was our connection at soul level.
He began to eat green veggies, which he hated at first, I changed the quality and type of pet food.
I began finding out about caring for them, what kind of toys were good,
what kind of food they should be taking at different stages.
I started buying comb, shampoo ...
I would play with them, talk to themm, hold them and tell them how beautiful they were....
I saw them through the different stages, and slowly Tob became less depressed, he would be curious and hop around.
I saw live coming back to Tob, his eyes would look into mine, he rarely complained, though he was the boss, he was very kind at heart.
Sadly, I only knew the truth later, and it would have already taken his life.
I do miss him, and remembered mourning 3mths for him, he was as close as one could get to become grounded spiritually as one could get.

How I itan animal lover part3

This, was a relief for me.
I think Tobbit was the most generous and wonderful soul, he would often allow younger Sky to share his shelter from the rain, which normally he would not.
Although, he often would want to show Sky who the boss was, he would be giving in other ways. He never bit Sky, just that look , Sky would know the cue.
My relationship with Tob was unique and special, he was the one that changed my mind about animals.
But, little would I know that He could and did change me and my soul.

How I became a animal lover part 2

I would take him out to play, but he would curl up by himself and never took a step forward.
He was tired looking, he was a beautiful greyish colour boy and he had the largest eyes ever.
His soul was fearful, guarded, tired, and it felt like he was not given the proper attention.
He never bathed, never got his nails clipped.
His nails were overgrown that it became clumsy, I thought to myself that something has to be done, I wanted this boy to be a happy boy again.
Firstly, I took him to a vet to get checked and they clipped his nails for me.
Boy, it made such a difference...
What I did in my own intelligence, did harm instead. Later...
But, I thought, he would be less lonely as I did not know how to relate to a pet. Slowly, seeing how lively Sky was, Tobbit learned that he was not the only kind around.

How I became an animal lover part 1

Now, when you see me....
You will be surprised to know .....
I was never an animal lover or fan,
but my sister was.
So, as it became my responsibility to care for my sister's pet," Tobbit".
Tobbit , was not a very friendly pet, he was a depressed baby boy.
But, he was the love of my sister's life.
I was terrified of caring for such a difficult temper boy.
Would often complain, it was only after 3mths of caring for him,
that I would slowly overcome my fear.
After that, there was no letting go.

Purpose of my blog

You may be curious about how, why, this blog came about.
I would say that how we relate to other living things are rarely shared and communicated in lay men terms.
Our association usually non-verbal, we often are lost for words or having too much information,
that we loose our relational stories on how things, beautiful creatures have touched our lives, or became part of our daily living.
Hope you all readers can have a moment of the blessings that these living things came to be a part of my life.