It is officially the last day of this Year. The time is now 12:22 am on December 31,2023. This Year has taught me about endings. Many lives ended this Year, and I was part of these endings. People dear to my heart, dogs, and cats that I loved and still love so much, left […]
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What are you doing tonight, she asked. I’m going to walk my dog, I replied. But…you do not have a dog anymore, she said. She looked perplexed. Not in this physical world, I don’t. But I still have Moxie in my heart. As a matter of fact, I have all my dogs and cats in
Afraid to reach out. Afraid to be vulnerable. Afraid to be judged. Afraid to be me. I have been there for a long time until I realized that people know the mask I put on, not the real me. They love me for what I allow them to see, not for the “real me”.
Yes, I am the weird one. The one you occasionally see in the parc or the forest. The one who hugs trees. The one who believes nature heals, recharges, and revitalizes. The one that sits comfortably on the mountain top in silence, sharing the silence with the mountain and the ones that “get it”.
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Two days that felt like two weeks, clarity, and answers to questions I did not know I had. This is what mountains gave me that day. Tired and feeling defeated, I drove to the mountains after a long and very sad week. News of another dear one that suddenly passed hit me like a ton
Spending time in nature with Moxie meant connection, peace, joy, gratitude, and love, so much love. I learned to listen, truly listen to what’s around me. With this came something very unexpected though: learning to listen to what’s inside me. Learning to allow myself to experience and process my feelings, emotions, learning to be gentler
Overwhelmed, exhausted, disconnected, alone. Hospitals and Senior Homes, patients, and caregivers alike, we all felt the same way at times. For some, there was no reason to live anymore. Physical or emotional pain crept silently into our hearts, darkening the most hidden corners of our souls. She did not give up though. She persisted, she
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There are days when I feel like I’m made of zillion paw prints. Paws prints of every single dog and cat that came into my life and touched my heart so gingerly and lovingly. I remember all the Daisy’s, the Phil’s’, the Coco’s, the Sierra’s, the Riley’s, the Layla’s just to name a few. I
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