Love the song by Radiohead, Open. Thanks. Perfect timing. "I want a perfect body and a perfect soul." Oh yeah, I can relate.

I was sitting at the beach yesterday feeling bone tired and weary, feeling the density of my body with its various aliments weighing me down, feeling slow and old and sluggish, missing the vitality of my youth. My eye caught an old dog walking slowly and gingerly along the water's edge, its mistress far ahead, lost in her own world. The dog's head was hanging low, and she was limping. Yup, that's me, I thought. Out of zing. Out of zang. Tears trickled down my face as I felt the worn out bones of the dog, like my own. But she kept walking, four paws moving along in the sand. Then she stopped and veered off her path along the shore. "Oh, dear. She's too tired to continue," I thought, wiping tears away. And then I watched as she made her way over to her tribe: three younger dogs playing joyfully on the beach. She wagged her tail and raised her head, rejuvenated, the weariness falling away. That's how I feel about my soul family here. You help to keep me going. If I had a tail, I would be wagging it now.

Much Love,

Catherine