Dear WEb,
As I am readying for another class tonight--this would be the exact week that I came back to teaching last year after Phoenix was killed--I feel called to write.
Earlier I was combing my music for a song for the opening to the class where I invite the students to begin the process of separating themselves from the outside world, from distractions of the day, things that are hounding them still, stealing their energy away from having an experience in the next three hours of circle. This week I will have twine for them to cut and symbolically tie around themselves to represent those things that are still pulling on them. As they are doing this part and thinking about those things, I needed some music to play. After a while, I stopped looking through the typical cds that have more spiritual music and got more outlandish. Finally, I found it and when I did, I busted out laughing: Etta James' rendition of "Hound dog'!
As I listened and danced to it, I smiled because I knew who stepped in and led me right to this song. Dear beloved Phoenix, my wolf and houndog mix! Just like he always could do, I found myself happy, knowing this was it! Spontaneously IT! And, my dear Beetle, who was watching me dance also smiled. See, she is part hound too, and no doubt had her paws in this doing too!
Thank you dear Loves.
Thank you.
Love,
Me
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