Posts Tagged by Fall
|September 9, 2013||Posted by Ruth under Inspirational & motivational, Lifestyle, Music, Pup culture, Videos|
I took a break from writing for 2 weeks. I don’t think it was a good idea.
I promise me: Next time I travel, I’ll write every day, no matter what – even if I have to scribble it down on my Philly cheese steak’s sauce-and-drool-covered napkin. (Oh, man – that was one helluva sandwich!)
Writing is my salvation & my force field, all wrapped up in one glorious, gremlin-free creative flow.
I cherish it. But there are chinks in an unmaintained force field, apparently – small cracks where haters can enter. External critiques setup house for internal gremlins. That house party crushes creativity. It’s a sad, sad party of uninvited guests: self-doubt is the biggest party crasher of them all.
So here I am trying to write a post about love that I’ve postponed too many times already.
But I’m busy cleaning up after the party. The voices of naysayers are strewn about my psyche like
beer empties drained margaritas, pinatas & “The Hangover” tiger.
What are the discarded party favors, beads, & tiny umbrellas?
They’re suggestions that I censor my writing and not get new photog gear for this blog (cuz why bother?), coupled with learning that loved ones aren’t TSP fans. So what’s a girl to do? Gather up those party favors into a bouquet and flaunt those beads with flair, that’s what. Embrace the debris as part of my style, I say. Besides, the tiger’s kinda cute. Nice kitty.
But how to get back on track? In reality, I was never entirely off the rails.
I’ll grow from the criticism, and put down deeper roots as myself-the-writer. Looking at Rusty, I realize that he’s joyfully & genuinely himself. He’s sweetly uncensored & decidedly unencumbered by “what would people say?!”. Lesson learned, Rusty, my teacher. Getting back to me means being authentic, trusting in what lights me up, & not dwelling on what tears me down. Voila: Force field up!
That said, how about a little reminiscing & music?
In my very first TSP post, I talked about recovering triumphantly from a fall & conquering challenges. Rusty & genuine girl/fashion icon, JLaw, were my muses for that message, and they still inspire me. Music lights me up even more than fashion. A good tune & a cute shoe: heaven!
Come to think of it, The Soulful Pet really needs a soundtrack.
So I’m happy to present TSP’s first Music Monday. Sarah, take it away!
Be kind with your words, folks. They have power.
Use them for good, not evil – with animals & people. Be brave enough to be someone’s muse, not someone’s sad party empties. As Sarah says, “Say what you want to say, and let the words fall out honestly. I wanna see you be brave!” I’ll be right here, honestly & bravely writing.
Do your pets make you brave? Do they keep you on track? Who (animal or human) inspires you? How do you keep your force field intact? How do you celebrate freedom of self-expression? Is there a song in your soundtrack?
Please share your thoughts (& tunes!) in the comments. You could be someone’s muse today! xo ~Ruth~
©2013 The Soulful Pet
|April 18, 2013||Posted by Ruth under Inspirational & motivational, Lifestyle, Seasonal, Training/Behavior, Videos|
It’s been 6 years since I stepped foot in my church.
So breath held, here I go ……
What kept me away? Bluntly: burnout & anxiety.
My little gremlin kept saying, “What if you fall again?” She had a point. The last time I visited my church, I took a frightening tumble. Confidence shattered, knees bloodied, I hobbled home. I was grateful to be in one piece, but my faith in my place in my church waned. Despite that, my soul remembered being fed by my sanctuary. She whispered to me steadily for 6 years, “Go back, girl. You love it there, and it’s good for us both. Go back.”
As I enter, I suddenly trust that I’ll quickly find my place & my path again.
My sanctuary speaks to me: “Where have you been? Welcome back!” My soul wells up with grateful tears. On I walk, remembering……
My church has everything that I need.
In it, there are no walls. Judgement, dress codes, hate, bigotry, & gossip do not live here. It is blissfully inclusive. It does not pretend to be something it’s not. I trust what it shows me.
I find my church to be a wonderful equalizer.
It is a bountiful reminder that we humans do not hold dominion over all living things. We are all integrally connected, part of something bigger than ourselves. We are not superior. We do, however, have a responsibility to gratefully honor & preserve this sublime gift – for all beings.
My fellow parishioners are a varied bunch, here. We respect each other’s rights to exist.
I am spiritual because of them. As I wander down my path, I’m reminded of the countless times I listened to pious humans in churches-with-walls insist (as if they knew for sure) that only humans have souls. In my soul, I know that’s not true. Do you see your pet’s soul? I do, too.
A quick aside: This doe was just 10 feet from me on the side of the trail. We communed for about 10 minutes before going our separate ways. To not frighten her, & to get this pic, I used a body language trick that comes in handy with cats & dogs, too. Keep your side to nervous animals, instead of facing them. You are less of a threat. Fearful pets are more likely to approach non-frontal body language. In fact, facing an approaching dog or cat (also called body blocking), can stop them in their tracks. If you want them to relax & approach (come when called, even), soften your stance & grant space. Study how your pets interact with each other & you. You’ll see wonderful examples of this body language communication translating across species.
I continue on to the alter.
This serene place allows me to collect my thoughts. Here, I am grateful for my sweet husband’s support as I realized my new calling as a writer. Here, I begin to write this post.
Nearby, flowers grace my path.
And sun pours through stained glass windows.
Further on, I find the Shakespearean sermon, scrawled on a pew.
I’m blissfully aware of the lack of walls & human preaching. The sermon is voiced by water, birds & wind: We are all indeed part of something grander.
Finally, I reach my destination. I am at such peace here. This is why I will return.
Tomorrow, Rusty & I will walk together.
I enjoy the solace of my church, but I find grace & joy in my dog, too. Thankfully, he’s all soul, no dogma.
What inspires you? What feeds your soul? Where’s your “church”? Please share…..
©2013 The Soulful Pet