Nose-to-Nose Meditation

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Photo: Bee and thistle: Taken high in the Cascade Mountains where there is a bee buzzing on every thistle. by Debora Rorvig

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Nose-to-Nose Meditation

Life Rule #438: When at the beach, you MUST wade!

This morning I took a few minutes to meditate; something I've purposed to do this summer. (Yes, my dear, Christians may meditate too--it's all about what they meditate upon!) Anyway, I was sitting crosslegged on the floor of my living room in a warm sunny spot; just listening to the birds singing and the sound of my own breathing. Baron was lying at my side. I'd warned him several times to stop pawing at my hands for attention and he finally got the message and settled down. Maybe 5 minutes had passed when I heard him stand up. (My eyes were closed.) I sensed him standing directly in front of me. "Ignore him," I said to myself and continued my slow, rhythmic breathing. He moved closer. And closer. His nose was touching mine. I continued trying to ignore him. Now he was sniffing my breathes, sucking in my exhales and breathing into my nose...hmmm. Now his whiskers were touching my face and my chin. It tickled! I smiled, then chuckled. Have you ever meditated nose-to- nose with a dog; and felt him tickle your chinny-chin-chin? I highly recommend it!

Note: My Bible study this morning was pretty heavy. Intense stuff. Thank you Lord for sending me that little tickle on the chin and helping me to lighten up!

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2 comments:

allisamazing said...: Don't you just love pets! They always seem to know what you need :); June 28, 2012 at 10:14 AM
trump said...: I need to learn how to meditate! Richard; June 28, 2012 at 1:04 PM

I Am From

I Am From...

by Debora Rorvig

I am from a lumber mill worker’s company house
with peeling paint and a sidewalk made of two by fours.
From faded flannel shirts that smell of pine and cedar boughs.

I am from Mason Jars of homed-canned pears,
from Dairygold milk with cream on top
in bottles on the porch.

I am from a garden plot with rows and rows of golden corn
that always wanted hoeing,
and from atop the highest branches of the Gravenstein apple tree in the Attolini’s orchard-
with apple juice dripping from my chin.

I am from saurkraut and wooden shoes-
the Millers and the Youngedykes,
and from the lively Scottish clan
who wear the McKinnon tartan.

From farmers and woodsmen
plain folk all,
who’s hands were calloused hard
but who’s hearts were tender-soft.

I am from ‘what will the neighbors think’
and ‘if you can’t say something nice,
don’t say anything at all.’

From saints and sinners who didn’t see eye to eye
but loved each other anyway,
and in their own way.

I am from the Western shores of Washington
strewn with agates, kelp and driftwood,
from Steelhead salmon, salty smoked
and chowder made from clams we dug
at Semiahmoo spit.

I am from my mother Ruby,
who taught me how to sew
on the old Singer treadle machine;
and told me all about my heritage.

And from my daddy, Raymond Claude
who took me nightcrawler hunting in the moonlight
and showed me how to bait my hook
and fish along the Nooksack River’s edge.

I am from an ancient, tattered Holy Bible kept safely on the upper shelf
with pictures of Jesus Christ
and a letter edged in black- carefully tucked inside.
There are births and deaths recorded there,
and a poem by great- great grandfather Alexander Laughlin Mckinnon
who I never met--and yet I know him
better than some I’ve met.

Precious is that Book to me.

And that is where I am from.

My Life List

*Seek first the Kingdom
*Never stop dreaming
*Make a difference in my students' lives
*Create alternate streams of income to fund my goals
*Dress with flair
*Master virbrato on my violin
*Try cross country skiing in Eastern Washington
*Lose those extra pounds and be healthy
*Be more active in my church
*Stop fearing things, people and confrontation; say what I think
*Stop Hurrying
*Inspire my grandchildren
*Own a Cottage on the Beach
*Live the Word
*Memorize the Book of Hebrews
*Find the perfect hairdo
*Be myself
*Look up old friends and make new ones
*Remodel the kitchen and bathroom
*Make my garden lovely
*Sleep under the stars in the desert and hear coyotes howl
*Write and publish a book(s)
*Travel toRio de Janiero, Cape Breton, South of France, Italy,Scotland, Wales, UK, Ireland, Norway, Turks & Caicos, New York City and the Eastern Seaboard; The Deep South, Africa

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Nose-to-Nose Meditation

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