Chosen energy

 I watched as a rescue crew allowed the dogs they had gathered choose their new owners from a large group of humans. I cried as honesty over lighted restraints and restrictions. Energy knows. Seeking amplification it will sniff it out every time. I watch as my critters show me things I may miss. Buck or bale out. I met the  Colorado prison mustang program guy and after watching the humans morph I knew I had seen solid gold in another facet of horse healing. Freedom, strength, taming, allowing alignment, all gifts given. Dogs do it up front and personal. My first choice for a dog as an owner was Tucker, a gorgeous Irish Setter. He hated humans in uniform. Umps, cops, mailmen, all irritated him. I was 20, and learning to see the bigger picture. He was that energy of mine that needed no referee here. Independent, protective and always included. The day he passed to the Rainbow Bridge I headed north to the next dog, Cody. German Shepherd search and rescue candidate. My new life began the moment she arrived. Jessie is losing Bugsy the Bulldog to the Rainbow Bridge today, hardest and most generous job a human can do. After Kota the Protector, Bugsy was the solid energy she needed next. Years of support to her human, and her family. Grateful for our animal selves in the animal forms. Reminding us that nature in her wisdom and beauty and support of our expansion gives us a moment with those creatures that raise us up! What a party it will be when we arrive at that bridge!! Love- the gift that keeps on giving. The barn a great place to receive, I will be there.