Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

We've had some crystal clear nights and we did see the Jupiter/Saturn show on Sunday night, but all the stars are bright and the moon looks so near right now. Very Jeruselem inspiring. I'd like to think a person compassionate and wise is being born somewhere to bring some clarity and peace. At the general time of Jesus' birth, there was the historical Buddha, Confuscus, Mohammed and other beginners of our modern religions. There was a shift in consciousness, as if the human brain had evolved further. We could use some more evolution right now, and my Tibetan teacher jokes that we are not as evolved as we'd like to think. 2020 proves that beyond a doubt. But we have the capacity. We can stretch ourselves and open our hearts - crack them wide open and let whatever comes in without fear or judgement. My friend had to put down her dog this week, and I've been where she is now. My dogs were the path with heart, and their unswerving love and devotion challenged me to be my bigger self. They are our Jimminy Crickets. Losing them takes the heart out of the home. One great thing about this pandemic is how many animals have been rescued and found homes. We somehow know they bring out our best selves. I think of my late dog's eyes, seeing into the deep part of me, and never wavering in her love. The Tibetans believe in reincarnation and that dogs are next highest to humans. I've often teased that they are above us, and I wish to come back, if there is such a thing as reincarnation, as a dog. Preferably a lab.