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Joy: From the Ground Up

The Golden Rule April 16, 2014

I’m not sure what happened. I’m also not quite sure how it took me so long to notice. I guess it makes sense, with the little person to tend to and the weather we’ve been having. But it hit me today as I was outside enjoying some sunshine in my backyard paradise. Demon dog is gone.

Demon dog, the dog who injured the face of another neighbor dog friend of mine by chewing threw the fence. Demon dog, who taunted me incessantly from his side of the fence whenever he had the chance. Demon dog, who I so frequently wished would simply disappear. Well, it seems he has.

Today I tried to remember the last time I saw him outside, the last time we undoubtedly got into a verbal (aka barking) disagreement. It was cold – that much I know for sure. And there was snow. But I think it was before dear baby Carter came home. Maybe even before Christmas.Seeking Forgiveness

I don’t know when it happened. But now that it has I’m a little ashamed to admit how relieved I am. I am so very happy my little person will never be exposed to that kind of canine aggression. I feel free of a burden of sorts, as he was a bad influence on my canine instincts. When he barked, I barked. I felt like I had to in order to retain my doggie dignity.

But now that it seems he really is gone I can’t help but also feel the slightest bit guilty. It might be partially because I don’t know what happened to him. Where did he go? How long has it been? I have no idea.

I’ve heard there is this people phrase to be careful what you wish for, and I think in this case it rings true. It doesn’t matter how much of a nuisance he was. I constantly tried to put things in perspective. To remember he too has a past I know nothing about. And now he’s just gone.

I’m not sure what happened. But I have a feeling it might not be a happy ending. And I think the not knowing makes it worse. But I want to embrace the life lesson I’m getting from this whole dilemma. The golden rule. Never wish negative things upon another. Because when you do, life has a way of teaching you a lesson you might not want to learn.

 

Learning from Larceny

Filed under: Man's Best Friend — Wiley Schmidt @ 9:09 pm

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Oh Tessa…what I didn’t learn from you.

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Think about the last time you broke a rule (a big one, not just ripping the tags off your pillows). Were you burned, or did things turn out for the best?

I have this theory about time. It goes by, as certain as the sunrise and sunset each day. But every now and then, life affords us unique moments to treasure. I say this because was a clearance puppy. And two years after being a clearance puppy, I became a clearance dog. At a little more than two years old, my fate at the humane society seemed sealed tightly in negativity. Then I had my special day…I had my moment to treasure. I met my forever people.

They were my unexpected field of diamonds, as Breathnach describes in Simple Abundance. “We all have an acre of diamonds waiting to be discovered, cherished, and mined,” she writes. I had a…

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To Make You Feel My Love April 15, 2014

Some might call it intrusive. Or annoying. It is probably a surprise to no one that I beg to differ. In my world it’s expected. And adorable. At least most of the time.

I have this thing I do sometimes when I need some love. Or when baby Carter has been crying for more than five minutes and I need to know everything is okay. Or for no reason at all. I make it happen. This usually involves shoving myself in one way or another into the hands of the nearest person. Most of the time, that is my dear forever mom, and all of the time she honors my requests.A Variation of "the nudge"

It happened again tonight. For no particular reason at all, I simply didn’t want the love fest to end. She was petting me and telling me about her day and I was wagging and listening eagerly. When she stopped it came naturally to do something about it. So I did the move. Dogs and their forever people alike know the one.

The head move. I use my wet little doggie nose to nudge myself back into a love fest situation. And it works 100% of the time. It is my fail safe for almost any situation. And it made me realize something today as I enjoyed round two of animal appreciation time.

It’s okay to ask for help when you need it. It’s okay to ask for love from time to time. I’m certainly not ashamed to say its a part of my routine. Maybe not every day, but every so often you just need to feel loved. And in return, we love.

“When the rain is blowing in your face and the whole world is on your case, I would offer you a warm embrace to make you feel my love,” sings country singer Garth Brooks.

So I wouldn’t call in intrusive or annoying. I would call it expected and adorable. Especially if we all give the love when it’s asked for – then we have nothing to worry about. Because these things have a way of coming full circle. And the best thing about a circle is it doesn’t matter what part you fall onto. What goes around comes around.

 

Daily Prompt: Apply Yourself Turning Fiasco into Fortune

Filed under: Man's Best Friend — Wiley Schmidt @ 9:19 pm

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I think I’ve seen “Elizabethtown” a dozen times by proxy. Because of this I know I’m being honest when I say I agree with its philosophies.

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“No true fiasco ever began as a quest for mere adequacy. A motto of the British Special Air Force is: ‘Those who risk, win.’ A single green vine shoot is able to grow through cement. The Pacific Northwestern salmon beats itself bloody on it’s quest to travel hundreds of miles upstream against the current, with a single purpose, sex of course, but also… life.” This philosophical (yet comedic) end to the movie “ Elizabethtown ” is the foundation for my reflection today.

I don’t know if its the gritty storyline following the passing of the lead character’s father, or the fabulous score that weaves the story together, but the offbeat comedy is one of my favorite people movies. The story begins with epic failure, loss and sense of personal defeat, yet somehow (in spite of it all), the emotional journey of Drew Baylor ends in joy. Life, amidst constant…

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Go With The Flow April 14, 2014

There was a warmth in the air that found its way to my heart the other day. After what has been one of the historically worst winters ever in Wisconsin, it was 70 degrees. The grass was dried out from months of being blanketed with snow. But the air was warm and all was well with the world.

That was three days ago. Today it is 25 degrees and snowing. It was like night and day. In addition to wreaking havoc on the sinuses of my beloved people, the severe change in temperature is playing games with our hearts around here. Cold and wet

As I fought the urge to stay outside a little longer regardless of the cold, it occurred to me. It’s not really a surprise. It’s part of the reality of living where I live. It’s nothing new. Sure, this winter was exceptionally challenging. But we don’t live in a part of the world where there are hurricanes or tornadoes or earthquakes or tsunamis.

We live in a part of the world with four distinct seasons that bring with them their own sources of joy. From the ground up, that is what I forced myself to remember as I made my way back into the warmth of my forever home. If it wasn’t this it would be something else.

And what is the use complaining about it then? Ultimately it is one of those things we can’t control. And that’s okay.

“Complaining is a dangerous business,” suggests theologian Joyce Meyer. “It can damage or even destroy your relationship with God, your relationship with other people, and even with your relationship with yourself.”

I don’t know about you, but I think I would go crazy if I tried to control everything anyway. Instead I go with the flow and find peace in the renewal of spring. It’s coming. Until then I have the warmth of positivity to keep me warm.

 

Love Play Live: Lighting Up Darkness

Filed under: Man's Best Friend — Wiley Schmidt @ 10:03 pm

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Being a light in darkness is one of my favorite things.

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Have you ever tried to piece a puzzle together without the box? I’ve been trying that lately with Simple Abundance . I was worried that I was going to start sounding repetitive with the whole gratitude in simplicity storyline and folks would get disinterested. But I did not disregard my daily commitment to reading Simple Abundance , whether or not I made it a main focus of my blogger thoughts this week. I do wonder if that hasn’t had a negative influence on my weeklong reflections…I hope not, but I welcome any and all feedback on the matter.

What I know is that today’s Simple Abundance challenge struck a special chord with me. Living in Wisconsin, a state that gets cold and snowy and the hours of sunlight are at an extreme shortage this time of year, the concept of light amidst the darkness speaks to me.

“Outside, winter’s darkness closes in,” Breathnach writes. “Inside, you…

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Isn’t it ironic? A Pause Amidst Life’s Symphony April 13, 2014

Filed under: Man's Best Friend — Wiley Schmidt @ 9:40 pm

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I love life’s symphony.

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Irony is one of those words that can often be considered most influential in the eye of the beholder. Definitions vary, but from what I can tell perspective weighs heavily upon one’s perception of what Merriam-Webster refers to as “the use of words to express something other than and especially the opposite of the literal meaning.” Sounds pretty confusing to me. My simplified perspective includes the people in my life through the lenses of my appreciation for literature, music and artistic expression .

From the ground up, I couldn’t help but see irony in life’s little messages of today. It was the kind of day one wishes could be lived in reverse. French poet Anatole France knew a thing or two about this. “Irony is the gaiety of reflection and the joy of wisdom,” he said. Alas, hindsight is 20/20, so instead of dreaming the impossible, I will reflect on the…

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