One Year and Three days

That's how long it has taken me to find the inspiration to write here again. Strange how life finds its twists and turns - constantly delivering what we need to progress.

On the 14 th of November 2008 is when my little Indi went awol. She got up with me in the morning and went out for her morning explore in the garden to check up on which buck had been visiting the night before, and I never saw her again. My little orphan I inherited two years before and only the second pet I ever let into my inner space. A cross between a Cocker Spaniel and a Jack Russell, beautiful black little budle of love. Eight days I looked for her, and found nothing. The sadness of losing a companion that only gave love and doted on a hug was not easy to process.

The changes in my life that followed that event has been quite amazing. Waking up from a consciousness sleep of 12 years to face life again with absolute insight has been the outcome this past year. Having the opportunity to release a lifetime of ghosts that haunt the Soul and form strange thought patterns has been great. Vigour for life in any form and shape is surely humanities greatest test. We are life and it has to be celebrated in every waking moment we are conscious of it. What are we without a dream to achieve something special with the time we are given here on this planet?

For three days I have been pondering how to take the outcome of a years' silent mourning for a friend - and the way on is celebration! Celebrate in all we do to be grateful for the gift of health and life. So wherever you are my little Indi - run happy with the wind in those long ears and let your heart beat fast for the vigour of life you own. May you find every bone you have burried and may each find make you happy beyond measure.

I love you - for I was loved and I will remember you forever.

Celerate life I will and I will write about it from now on!