Street Dogs and People Heal their Inner Anger in Different Ways

                                       My column can you now read Swedish Tidningen Nara

The insecurity inside of us can make it difficult to balance a direct communication with balanced feelings. Often it is our own egos that put a stop to the unconditional love for ourselves and others. When we understand that it is ourselves that we have to love without criticizing, the fears that pierce our hearts will disappear.

We are created by the Universe and are perfect.

Once again, I read from my notebook. How could a dog be that spiritual deeper than myself, a human?

Immediately I was ashamed over my own thought. Who was I to judge or condemn?

The wise street dog that sat beside me would not be owned by anyone.

His eyes were glittering humbly, and still I was ashamed even more by my previous notion of superiority.

I realized that although his freedom would be short on the streets, he was ok with it. For him the freedom was not to be on anyone's "leash" and moreover, freedom had no sense of time.

Once more, I felt shame over my own faith experiences. The more people (and street dogs) I encounter, I come to realize that it is about how I reacte to other people and animals. It shows who I really am.

There are no suicides among stray dogs.

When you have love for yourselves and for all, no one will be able to destroy you. We stray dogs give each other respect, and respect where we are in our own development.

We see you as lovable people. Your attitude to us animals shows where you are on life's path. When you stop receiving lessons you will be hard-hearted and dare no longer to love anymore. You become judgmental people. An aggressive dog has not been badly treated by life in itself, but by man within that life. An aggressive street dog also knows that it is difficult to survive with aggression, and walks away to be alone and heal itself. While an aggressive man is not only attacking himself, but the entire Universe, the Earth, man and Animals.

Love the Universe with all your heart, mind, and strength. Then you can love your neighbor as yourself. We all come from the same source.

That's Amore!

Fire in our House

The little feather was alos burnt like my soul felt !

Sometimes life hits you hard and many times it feels  like; "this is enough"! And then you turn your thoughts around  and you realise how lucky you were. Pity Party is Over!

The Guardian Angels worked for full force together with me that day when I opened the door to our Home. 

Backstory;

Children and me were in the stable that day a quiet beautiful day. The children wanted to stay a little longer, but me, wanted to go home this Friday late afternoon, to have a little "mom time" A glass of red wine, read or write in my room, I only wanted to spend time with me.

Finally we got into the car and on our way home I told them that we needed to stop and buy dinner, something good to eat this Friday evening. The kids shrugged their shoulders on my question what they wanted to eat. 

"I am not going in Friday to the store bouncing around with a lot of people trying to figure out what you want to eat!" I said in a slightly irritated voice. --kind of a high tone to be honest!

Home we went, parked the car. 

It was strangely quiet from the house. I shut my car door to that normally wakes our 12 dogs up in the house. But no now. Silence!

The kids ran over to their friends to play. Me, walked towards the house with a smile on my lips, eventually some mommy quiet time.

I pressed down the handle to our front door. 

SMOKE  hit me down. A dog ran out!

The whole big house was filled with thick smoke. I fell down on my knees and crawled in. 

My mind didn't think, I only acted like a robot. I opened the big gate that divided the house, and dragged some of the dogs back out. 

How I could find them, I really don't know even today

The fire was in the living room into my office room. 

The twelve dogs were secure outside and I started to scream for help!

Lovely neighbours and like a fireman said, "ten minutes later and your house would be down!"

Afterwards, I sat in the garden holding a bottle of wine and my Iphone in my hand. Dogs looked fine. Now I realised I was't! I scrolled down all the names, all hundreds.....but I felt I had no one to call.

How I wished to have a family near by.

My dogs were like, "You saved us a second time!"

I didn't feel gratitude or happiness, and I felt bad for not feeling the 'right' feelings.

CHAINED ANIMALS IN THE HUMAN WORLD

Some of you have asked if I cannot translate my columns that I write for Magazine Nara. Here is my latest. Happy Reading!

Chained Animals in the Human World

He stood frozen with a thick chain around his neck. The beautiful Rottweiler’s neck weighed down and I could feel his pain along his entire back. Our eyes met!
I could not understand why the owner kept him chained and locked up in a cage! Despite the dull eyes he did radiate a strong wisdom. I feel a strong despair about chained animals, for all animals that are being held in captivity. 

Suddenly I heard an inner voice from him:
"You people show more fears than any other animal on this planet. You want to own and claim the lives of those who radiate love and wisdom. Your fears go on for generations and wont end until every single person says stop.
We animals have an important role in your life. Together!
What comes out from you affects the chain of life. It affects your neighbor, zoos, families, friends, strangers and most importantly, children."

My daughter Olivia, was maybe three or four years old, when she went a couple of hours a week to an Italian kindergarten. One day the Kindergarten would go to the circus. My heart clenched. I did not want Olivia to go there, the circus used live animals. I expressed my despair to a good friend.

"Mia let her go there and get her own impression. If she does not get to go, it will be even more difficult for her to understand all the children's joy the next day in school. She will feel excluded. In addition, she will never learn to argue either, " said my wise friend.
It was with a fake smile, I waved goodbye to the happy children at the school bus. A few hours later I picked Olivia up at the schoolyard. She was walking towards me with her head bowed. Her little arms hugged me, "Mom, it was so horrible to see these animals, they do not feel good!"
My eyes filled with tears, I whispered quietly, thank you universe, and to my friend and to my wise little daughter Olivia.

You're probably wondering what happened to the Rottweiler? I tried to talk to the owner of the Rottweiler and the police, but they all looked at me with empty, bland eyes. One night, "someone" cut the padlock and the neck chain with a bolt cutter. Today King lives at an unknown location with protected identity.

That’s Amore!

You can read the column in Swedish on Tidningen Nara

MY DOGS ARE MY MINI BUDDHISTS

     My weekly column in Magazine NARA (Sweden) but I translated it into English for you.        

      MY DOGS ARE MY MINI-BUDDHISTS

Living with former stray dogs is a wonderful learning experience. For several years I have followed individual street dogs or families groups among the strays.  The sense of freedom I feel with them is a kind of independence, as in constant meditation!

For me, stray dogs are my mini- Buddhists. They teach me a lot about being in touch with the present.  I am their student, invited to take part in the school of life.  Street dogs have no expectations!  And so, they have no disappointments.  Expectations are something I wrestle with in many different situations. Stay dogs are unconditional love.  I often try to love unconditionally.  In my “pack” of former strays, when we rest together during the day everything feels like fulfillment.  

Street dogs’ intuition is outstanding. They listen to their inner compass; their intuition is as a survival tool for them.  I practice with my own inner compass, to rely more on my intuition.  If they receive food, they are happy, content and satisfied.  They don’t seek to have more than they need.

Yet I still practice my desires, with dreams that I can strive for and share with fellow human beings.

When (stray) dogs are adopted, within two weeks they stop to use their internal compass.  In most cases they will be “reprogrammed " by their new owners, just as what happens with most children.  Children also drop their intuition, as they get older.  As adults and parents, we think for the children.  It is hard not to, they need our direction, guidance and experience to learn and grow.  Or so we tell ourselves.  The same things we do for most of the dogs.  We teach them the human language, which eventually replaces their inner knowledge, their intuition.  When we dare to rely as much on intuition as children and stray dogs do, we find our own divinity within our purpose and ourselves.  We can learn and teach out our knowledge and have more compassion. To find a balance with the inner knowledge and to dare share the wisdom together with our community. Close your eyes!  Do not look at who's coming with a wisdom message for you, but listen and the book of knowledge opens up in your mind.

We do not know who our teachers are! Let your expectations vanish and open your heart to your inner compass.  I thank my mini- Buddhists for this life's wisdom.  They have a free mind without an ego, such that I aspire to myself.

I'm trying to remember what my soul already knows.

That's Amore !

Photo Ulla Linders, Lori Garcia

Shelter Project

This is the place AWL together with other IT organizations working on to rescue the 51 dogs life.