Do you remember reading the The Magic School Bus series with all your school buddies back in the day?
Frankly, it was the title of those books that I drew inspiration for this post.
Notice how the bus’ forward and backward movements align with the movement of my paw?
Coincidence?
Maybe.
But as Roald Dahl once opined, ‘Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.’
Abracadabra,
Jack
‘ I am alive and drunk on sunlight.’ Game of Thrones ~ George R.R. Martin
Don’t forget to grab a book,
Jack
From Jack’s Quote My Life Series
I watched, snuggled into her shoulder, as she scrolled through another article. She was focused on the little screen pretty much to the exclusion of all else.
Yeah, she knew, in some abstract way, that I was there, resting my eyes and enjoying the silence of the afternoon. But she didn’t know know.
You know?
I had faded into the periphery, acknowledged but not immediately significant.
At that moment, I wondered what would happen if I challenged her devotion to her devices and placed myself in her direct line of vision.
I quickly assembled a plan.
Oh, this was going to be fun.
I hoped anyway.
I jumped down from my comfy perch and onto her lap. I rested my paws on her shoulders and licked her face To say she was surprised was an understatement.
I was now squarely between her and her device.
What was she going to do? Would I be banished to the floor?
My plan had been hastily devised and I hadn’t really considered the consequences. I snuck a quick look at her expression.
She smiled her joy.
My joy was her smile.
It was magnificently perfect.
How could I ever forget that she loved me?
Happy Valentine’s Day, Y’all.
Hug your human.
Jack
Sometimes I am all fluidity, letting life flow.
And sometimes I am all about the efficiency of energy, Today was one of those days.
It simply did not make sense to me, if one was trying to reduce energy loss and improve performance, for my human to be in her chair at the desk and me on the floor.
Bare with me for my point is 2 fold.
a) it is not healthy, and science will back me up here, for humans to sit for hours at a desk, furiously completing one task after another without a break, like a turbocharged Tasmanian Devil.
b) dogs are happiest, and personal experience will validate my point, with near-constant human attention.
Whence, the application of the second point (b) would eliminate the consequences of the first point (a)
How is this not a win-win for all parties involved?
Save energy, save the world,
Jack
I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, ” Go to sleep, darlings, till summer comes again. ~ Lewis Carrol Alice’s Adventure in Wonderland & Through the Lookingglass
Don’t forget to grab a book,
Jack
From Jack’s Quote My Life Series
After watching the trailer for Star Wars The Rise of Skywalker, I had a sudden urge to learn Shyriiwook, the language of the Wookiees.
There is something about speaking a second language that appeals to my ego. I feel accomplished. Now that I know that Shyriiwook is a difficult, even impossible language for most non-Wookiees to speak, I feel doubly accomplished. I think I even have the colloquialisms down.
Although my accent and pronunciation may not sound natural to a native Wookiee, I impress most humans with my learned skills.
Oh, wouldn’t it would be lovely to sit and chat with Chewbacca. I think we would understand and connect with each other far beyond simply speaking the same language.
Ruh gwyaaaag (I am friend)
Muaarga (Peace)
Jack
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I love days like today When I surrender to my imagination and expand my immediate surroundings into an entire universe.
One minute I am at the park running in the snow; the next I notice the snow and the clouds have similar dimples. Suddenly I am walking on the clouds, pretending I can reach out and touch the sun.
In my heart, I know we are meant to experience the world in rich and vibrant ways. Imagination is one of the ingredients that bring this magic to our lives.
Dream. And dream big,
Jack
January 1, 2020. The big first day of the first month of a new year.
Try to imagine the next 8760 hours. Oh, the infinite possibilities, each tinged with a dash of hope that this year we might figure out how to get life right, consistently.
Even as I envision the awesomeness of 2020, I tip my imaginary hat to the best parts of 2019.
All the cuddles, kisses and companionship. All the love.
Cheers,
Jack
There is something wonderful about running unabandoned through the trees with no particular purpose beyond the joy of movement and the moment.
In my experience, forests are sacred places. A space to explore who you are without reprimand or expectation. For the surrounding trees do not sit in judgment. They allow you to be you.
I found myself wondering why in the great literary tales, the forest is an essential stop on the hero’s journey. I think it is because meandering lost through the vast woodlands grants the hero an opportunity to discover depths of self, literally and metaphorically. To achieve true contentment, the hero must overcome the challenge of embracing who and what they are; raw and naked without societal buffers of defined roles and labels.
Here’s to becoming a hero,
Jack
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