brave

Something has definitely shifted as a result of the workshop this weekend.

I literally can feel it.

As if the volume knobs for my emotions, empathy and compassion got turned way up.

I took Kismet to the vet yesterday to get spayed, and when I picked her up she was still wobbly from being sedated.

We get home, I ended up carrying her back inside and when I looked into her eyes I could feel her. The head fog from the sedatives, as I hear her distorted whimpers when the painkillers started to wear off, I feel the pain too.

This was very disorienting and I felt helpless. All I could do was to administer the prescribed medication to help comfort her as she recovers.

It's been 36 hours since she had any food, but this morning she wouldn't eat. She looks at me, I decide to take the cone off and was elated when I see her start munching away at her food! I've never been so happy to hear the crunch of the snap peas being eaten.

Her meds kick in and she falls asleep, so I put in my earbuds and shuffle a playlist.

Brave by Sara Bareilles comes on.

You can listen to the song Brave here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QUQsqBqxoR4

This is when things go off on a tangent.

I've heard this song so many times before, but this time it stirs up emotions I can't describe.

This time I see little Winston dance in the open sun.

This time I feel tears run freely down my cheeks.

you gave yourself permission...

to feel...

to be...

I think back to the silent disco parties.

Dancing like no one is watching on the streets.

The playfulness, the laughter, the fun.

What a wonderful feeling it is to be brave.

#chasingbutterflies