Sasha, my beloved "Berner," has two distinctive markings - a peace sign on her forehead and a cross on her chest. She is the most soulful creature I have ever met. "It's like living with a dolphin," I often say. There is something about her eyes and her steady, methodical grace, that instills a profound sense of peace and wellness. Not just for me, but for all those who walk with their heart open.
When I worry about how long I have left (this often happens in the dead of night), I remember that Sasha, who is 5 years old, has an average life span of only 7. Will she outlive me? I hope not. I don't want her to look for me. I don't want her to think I've abandoned her. And selfishly, I want her to greet me on the other side just as joyously as she does whenever I walk in the door.
Are you dying?
To that I say...
And if that's not enough I remind them that...
We are all dying.
When trapped in a state of fight or flight, Jesse, a root connection friend, responded by saying...
It's a lot to face, and I know you're strong enough, even if it feels like that isn't the case, when you're face-into it.
Your life won't be the same but how often has your life changed dramatically? You are one of the few who really makes something good of all the challenges, and so many people grow along the way.
Remember when we talked about the broken water pot that the Chinese man carried? You, me, The OE's (our burning man family)... we are all cracked pots, and we water the little flowers along the way without knowing it. Life is so colorful where you pass by! So... Green
I'm going to wear that. I'm going to own that. I'm going to carry that with me into surgery and into my healing.
I love my friend Jesse.
I love Sasha.
The complete, ridiculous journey can be found HERE