For as long as I can remember I have had a Sense of Purpose, but it’s been one of those senses which has created more questions than it answered. The most pressing has always been, “What exactly is this purpose?”! I had a space within me which yearned to be filled.
I discovered meditation as an 11 year old child and found an extraordinary sense of peace, one that I had never felt before and one which I yearned to have as my default every day. However, when I tried to discuss it with my friends, they looked at me slightly more askance than usual and gently steered the conversation away to something they could understand; probably ponies.
I admit it. I am a creature of habit. I have my favourite clothes, my favourite towel, my favourite bedding, and my favourite mug. Tea never tastes the same in another mug, so I use the same one, day in, day out.
I’ve had some mugs which needed to go for a re-bore. Others which got chipped and a little sad looking, but they were my friends and a little chip here and there wasn’t going to change how I felt about them.
Then I moved to Leeds with my lovely man. I had a beautiful bone china mug covered in deep blue flowers. It was special because it wasn’t one of those mean bone china mugs. No. This one had room for a drink which was still warm when I got to the bottom.
I never in my wildest dreams imagined that ANYONE would actually watch the felt balls video I made for a 30 Day Challenge in 2011, aside from those on the course. I’ve just had a quick squizz at the figures and as of today, the total is 304,491 (January 2015)!
It’s kinda exciting! Thank you all for watching it, and for your comments and questions. I look forward to making more.
I love seeing what people have made with their felt balls. This is a garland made from them. Do share – no shyness required…
Whilst training to be a Tellington TTouch practitioner I seemed to gravitate to the people with sighthounds (lovingly referred to as “fart corner” for obvious reasons), not just because they were fun folk, but also because my Meg could cope there.
I was told, in somewhat conspiratorial voice, that you could “never have too many sighthounds”!
At the time I thought the assertion ridiculous – mostly on the grounds that I had ONE sprollie (springer x collie) and she took up all my time, love and effort. I loved her like no other, but she was enough!
Lesson number one: never compare a sighthound with a sprollie. It’s like comparing a teapot with a pineapple.
Years later, Mutley (rough coated sofa-hound) came into our life and I discovered
that dogs can be easy to live with. Sighthound Number One.
Lesson Number Two: there is always competition for space on the sofa with a sighthound.
Tuesday this week I collected Sighthound Number Two. Although she is fantastically anxious, she has an inner strength like no other; she has a resilience that enables her to have a lead put on, even though her body is screaming “run for your life, this is SCARY!”. Her face speaks it loudly, but she seems to understand that some things have to be done.
I can hear my dog friends shouting – she’s in “freeze” you dope! Back off!
Normally, I’d be there shouting too, but you can see her personal dialogue going on, yes, no, yes, no, hurry up and get it done… She’s a star. She knows shit has to happen for the calm that follows.
I have never encountered such a gentle soul before; I suspect it would never occur to her to do anything which might harm another.
Why, you might ask, am I referring to her only as she? It’s because her current name is too close to two of our animals and it’s confusing the heck out of Muts, but I do get a two-for-one recall, which is pretty good value! We are waiting and watching (ever so discreetly out the corner of our eyes so as not to freak her out with eye-contact) to see her personality uncover itself to get the right name for her.
So, today is just a brief introduction to our little ghost hound, who we adore already. I will be keeping you up to date with the principle that “you can never have too many sighthounds” and will see if you agree.
I know, I know. I’ve been away from here for far too long. It goes like that sometimes, and as a person who is easily distra… ooh, look, shiny…. where was I? My partner and I had a “bit of a year” last year and moving into 2015 has created a focus I wasn’t expecting, […]