Moxie’s Teachings

Tap, click, swipe, insert. The world in the fast lane. Buzz, bing, honk, screech, clang, bang, ring, shout. It sounds like an ordinary day, doesn’t it? Moxie taught me to “trade” noises. She always looked for calm, silent places. Out in the wilderness, when she perked her ears and looked in the bush with much […]

Her presence lingers, embedded in every rock she encountered on her path, in every flower she sniffed and in every tree that provided her shade. Her stillness remains in my heart, anchored deeply in all the moments we spent together. The faster the world moves, the slower I live my life. Sometimes we lose sight

This was the day when Moxie discovered water and the best toy ever: sticks. What a glorious day that was! I look at this picture and remember the “feel” of that day so clearly. I was so focused and worried about not letting her get hurt, ensuring she does not go too far, she does

How many times have you found yourself obsessing about a situation, a person, or a project? You feel stuck, unable to come up with a solution, unable to see past the end of the very pen you’re holding in your hand. The page is blank. The drawing is not right, the project is not advancing,

“I love the way you love life” – I realized this the other day when I came across some pictures of an old friend of mine whom I have not seen in a long time. Thanks to social media, I was privileged to have a glimpse into her life. Nature, animals, joy in her eyes

“What gives meaning to my life?” I asked myself many years ago. Blank. How can I not know? I came to Canada with a very clear, deeply rooted definition of  what gave meaning to one’s life. That definition simply crumbled one day. And there was nothing, a whole lot of nothing. I thought that what

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”.

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