What is the heart?
What is the heart? It is not human,
and it is not imaginary. I call it
you. Stately bird, who one moment
combines with this world, and the
next, passes through the boundary to
the unseen. The soul cannot find you
because you are the soul's wings, how
it moves. Eyes cannot see you: you
are the source of sight. You're the
one thing repentance will not repent,
nor news report. Spring comes: one
seed refuses to germinate and start
being a tree. One poor piece of wood
blackens but will not catch fire.
The alchemist wonders at a bit of
copper that resists turning to gold.
Who am I that I'm with you and still
myself? When the sun comes up,
the complicated nightmind of the
constellations fades. Snowforms do
not last through July. The heart-
quality embodied by our master, Shams
Tabriz, will always dissolve the old
quarrel between those who believe in
the dignity of a human being's decisions
and those who claim they're all illusion.
Ahnung the morning in mid-November when she was getting ready for her trip to the cities!.
What is it about the soul and spirit of an animal that frees so many of us from the chains of our past? What is it about the resilience and innocence of a rescued animal that taps into the core of our being?
What is it about Ahnung that touches a part of my heart never touched before?
Next week Ahnung and I are returning to Red Lake (view photos from my last trip where Ahnung was transported back to the cities) -- we are spending close to a week up north to help with chores and to transport more rescued dogs back to the city.... okay, i'm helping with chores and Ahnung will have a chance to reconnect with old pals and relax and lounge around :)
Next week will be healing for both of us.