Many times, after her hospital visits, I felt that Moxie was releasing the sadness, sorrow, and heartache of the patients she interacted with in different ways.
Some days she needed a long lazy walk, other days she wanted to run like mad in the field. Other times she wanted to play with her favourite rope toy or simply get some cuddles.
We would both lay in the field looking at the clouds, feeling the warmth of the sun on our face and the grounding of the Earth.
I learned the same was true for me. I realized that there is such a thing as “letting go” (of old behaviours, people, places, attachments).
I learned to figure out for myself “what do I need to let go of” and in which way.
It was, and still is, one of the hardest but most freeing things I have done for myself