back to the Dog Diaries. It's all somehow just a single elongated moment that stretched from sometime Wednesday on......and i have no clear thinking of at what point things happened, changed. It 's kind of a blur. I think i tried to be diligent with the suggestion of the dog trainer through Wednesday and on into sometime Thursday. And the level of tension here Rose. At some point, i think Thursday, during the night, when i woke at maybe 2 or 3, i understood clearly that i could not do that. couldn't. it was so out of my own sense of Anything, that to try would be the biggest dis service to All. That, coupled with other things made me come to the point of needing to return Tay. So, in the meantime, in the middle of the night i watched Cesar Millan on UTube. Episode after Episode. It was interesting because there are a lot of dog sounds in those videos, but both Tay and Chinche slept. I watched. And from whenever it was, i just was me. This is such a small home, Tay and Chinche are not far from me at any given moment. And OutSide, i found it easy to distract Tay all the time by my own necessary movements, with the Goats, the Giving Water. Just NORMAL everyday things. It RELAXED. Everything, Everyone relaxed. Stuff began to flow. Today has been a Good day. A day of attention, but a day of attention that made sense to everyone. So...we'll see. I'll keep trying. Watching. Thinking. With always the openness to the reality that this might not be the place for Tay. I accept that totally.
Tay sleeps in her crate. When i let her out of it this morning at day break, she picked up her "toy" ratty chewed up pink rabbit and went directly to Chinche who slept just feet away on her quilt....
dropped it there and went on with her morning. This said a lot. This was something that she should have been corrected for. So...i watch. closely. Trying to see what can happen.
a RAINBOW! a Morning Rainbow...with no Rain...and to the West Rim!!!!!! I have never seen this before.
took it off the box loom. Just some very small invisible baste, to its Self and to that piece of cloth that Marti and i dyed. How good it is. Simple. Nothing much at all, but the Feeling of it is Huge.
the first jar of Coriander. Aeromatic s.p ............put one seed in your mouth and the World Opens.
i wondered how the kantha would change this one....the choice of thread... i think it's ok. Will look again tomorrow and if not, take it all out and try again.
