Every day I spend some time with Buddy in a small section of woods and meadow on the southern edge of my land. There's a group of plantation pines there, with a little clearing. I can often see where deer have bedded down and Buddy, of course, can smell their lingering scent. While I'm out there, I spend most of my time among a stand of very old and very tall Norway pines that I refer to as The Seven Graces. When the sun is shining and I can feel its warmth on my face, it's hard to imagine a more perfect way to spend time, a better place to spend a part of each day.
My self-imposed assignment is to keep my mind still. Buddy's seems to involve smelling every inch of that acreage. I'm getting better at mine; Buddy mastered his early on. I look forward to this time when he is leash-free and, in a very real sense, so am I. The tethers I place on myself through emotions or false thinking seem to fall away; it's just the sun, the trees, the grass, the earth, Buddy and me. And it's pretty good company.
As you embrace the Infinite Self, it will show you things that you have never seen before. Sometimes they are simple things like the spaces between the leaves of a tree or the silence between words in a conversation. Sometimes it shows you major stuff like the doorway between two worlds; suddenly you see the twilight non-world hovering between the in-breathing and the out-breathing of this Cosmic experience we call Life.
~ Stuart Wilde
Of course, Buddy isn't thinking about any of that. He's just breathing in and breathing out, experiencing life without any encumbrance of thought and with the pure joy of simply Being.
What a great little teacher he is. What fine sons I have.