My Thoughts My Peace My Serenity My Pets
Everyone Needs Some Peace and Serenity Sometimes
At times we all feel as if the whole world is crashing in on us, for whatever reason. It's as if there's no relief in sight, at which time we begin to scramble our thoughts and look for that moment of peace and serenity wherever we can find it, which oddly enough for so many of us is with our pets.
Some of us do it through a power greater than ourselves and through prayer. While others need nothing more than to talk it over with a friend or counselor to seek advice. Then there are those that just drink or drug it away for however long they need that time to get out of the living hell they are in, not realizing it's still there when the high or drunk is over and sometimes worse. There is also a large group growing of people that do it through exercise stating it gives them strength and empowerment to make it through whatever life has served them. Of course we can't forget about meditation, massage therapy, martial arts, crafts, gardening, yoga, and numerous other activities that gives us that inner feeling of peace and no matter what is dealt to us, it's all going to be OK.
Buster Arguing With Onyx the Pig Over the Mud Puddle
Buddy and the Baby Pigs When They Were Smaller
Bam Bam Growing Up
Gemini Coming Out of the Rain The New Deck and View of Wildlife Preserve
Then There's That Bond, That Peace, That Serenity That Can be Found Nowhere Else But With Our Pets
There are those of us, myself included, that find that unmistakable serenity and peace with our pets. I don't understand how it works and personally don't care, I just know that it works. You can say it's the unconditional love that they give you or the acceptance of who you are and what you've done without criticism or demeaning comments, or is it possible that some of that peace and serenity inside of them comes through to us through energy and spirit.
When does it begin? I expect at an early age when we begin telling our troubles and woes to our cats, dogs, birds, turtles, and many other numerous pets we come to love as our family. They reach that deep seeded love that few others can reach no matter how hard they try.
One of my dogs just had pups a few weeks ago as you can see in the pictures now that their eyes and ears are open they like to be petted and loved on. I was holding one close yesterday and noticed a smell that I hadn't thought of in probably 20 years. It was the smell of puppy breath. It's odd because I was trying to think of a way to describe it, or something else it smelled like and there was nothing. It immediately took me back to when I was a child and my first puppies Rocks, (I have no idea why we called him that) and Sugarfoot (having white on just one paw an appropriate name). I thought about how I used to talk to him, (Sugarfoot) about school, my parents when they would fight, when I had done something that I and others were proud of and we would go out and play to celebrate.. They knew my inner most secrets and were sworn to secrecy, (as if they had a choice). I think if my parents wouldn't have killed me I would have made Sugarfoot my blood brother, a task of making a little prick in your finger and sharing the blood, which was the ultimate friendship in those days.
Then as I got older it branched out to horses and going swimming with them in the lake or sleeping in the stall or barn waiting for a baby foal to be born. It was a nice ride in the pastures to see nature at it's finest, before we made them into shopping centers, condos, or parking lots.
Now all it takes is puppy breath or watching Buster play with the baby wild pigs, or my horses sharing food with them (except Gemini and he's stingy with food) It's the dogs chasing them before it's going to rain, or Gemini getting out of the rain and wanting to help me build stalls or paint. Don't laugh he actually comes and steals my hammer or paint sheet wanting to help as seen in the video It's watching a wild baby skunk willing to come that close to you and take food out of your hand without spraying because they don't know any better. It's watching a baby dear grow up that you've bottle fed every four hours for months and still be able to pet him as if he was a month old, (unusual with males). It's watching the dogs stare at me when they know it's past my bed time as if to say, come on you know you need your sleep, or come over and lay their head on me when I'm upset and crying as if to say it will all be OK . They know me like no other even though they don't understand what's really going on. They sense the turmoil, the joy, that she needs a play break when I've been on the computer for hours or cleaning house.
They are cherished far beyond their passing and remembered sometimes as if it was yesterday. It's as if that peace and serenity cannot be found other than in the spiritual form here on earth They bring to us a multitude of passion and joy that all to often some choose to forget.
So remember your pets and the joy, peace, and serenity they have given you in life and give your current pet a little extra play time today just to let them know you still care.
Have an incredible day and have you hugged your pet today?
Just to let you know this hub was inspired by two hubs that were written by terrific writers I follow and ones you really ought to take a look at.
The first is by Peggy W about her mother rescuing Angie the cat with awesome picture and the second by Eiddwen called On White Horses which is also an awesome poem with great pictures. I apologize for not having a link to the White Horses hub, but it appears Eiddwen has removed all of her hubs/poems from Hubpages and moved on the better things.
Just click on the highlighted text to go to either one you'll be glad you did.