KITTY BLESSINGS FOR A HAPPY NEW YEAR

Darter shows off her new Christmas attire

As Christmas recedes into the background, and the new year looms front and center, I find that cats brought me my Christmas this year.

Firstly, Bengal found his forever home on Christmas Eve! A women who works at the senior center my mom attends has been mercilessly pestered by her young son to bring Bengal home. It seems that the young fellow had a loving bond with Bengal, and played with him when his mom was working at the center.

 

THE LOVE

This is a perfect time of the year to share with you a book project I’ve been involved in. THE LOVE is finally a reality, and I am so very proud to be included in this very special gathering of stories! I’m posting a link where you can read about this work, and hopefully be inspired to purchase a copy and start the New Year with a profound journey into the heart of love and compassion. Enjoy! http://theoracleinstitute.org/love

 

HAD I BEEN A MOTHER…

…I believe I would have liked to have been like Haviva, a kindred spirit from Israel. Here is something she sent me last week that I wanted to share with you all. Especially those of you who have a soft spot in your heart for bovines…

SALVATION FROM THE COWS

By Haviva Ner-David

Just a fifteen-minute drive from our new home, Kibbutz Hannaton, lies Tel Yodfat, where Yosef ben Matityahu (also known as Josephus Flavius) and his rebellers held out under siege during the Great Rebellion of the Second Temple period, and Har Atzmon, where they were defeated in a bloody battle in 70 C.E. The timing of our hike (the fifth day of Chanukkah) made the history of the site all the more relevant.

 

OKAY, I THINK I FIXED THE HOUND…TRY THAT LINK AGAIN…

And thanks to all of you who wrote me and said, “it doesn’t work…” !

 

MONKEY AROUND WITH THE HOUND

Here is a note I got from D.B. You will love this…

O.k.,

Those of you who really know me…this is soooo F—– AWESOME! (pardon my french)!

Merry Christmas!  We should all get along so well!

Hugs,

D.B.

And… for those of you who really know me, you will find it hard to believe that this is NOT video of me with my dog…really :>)

http://www.truveo.com/id/1234581161

 

DECEMBER MUSING 2009

December arrived with an arctic blast. And I don’t mean a nippy puff. Hard cold old poured into our area for the first time this fall, blocking up all the ponds and rivulets with thick ice and sending strong, frigid winds booming along the ridges and down into the hollows. In the forest, trees clacked together like bighorn sheep in rut, and snow fell alongside hundreds of branches, limbs, and twigs set loose by the winds.

How could I resist heading into the forest, both dogs at my side and Darter the cat chasing along behind? The thought occurred to me that I could be seriously clonked by a falling branch, or smooshed by a crashing tree, but for some odd reason my instant response was, “How thrilling would THAT be?!”

I started piling on clothes: a vest, boots, a scarf and hat, a handkerchief because my nose always runs when it’s cold out, a jacket, and gloves. Around my feet, the dogs spun in giddy circles, mouthing out little yap-moans of ecstasy.