What Would Duke Do?
Several weeks back, no matter where I was turning, there was a barrier. Some of the barriers were biting and hurtful. I couldn’t help but think that if Duke were here, I would feel better and figure out how best to move over, through, above or around the barriers.
I asked myself daily WWDD? The answer was always that he would be love. He would love so much that no one around him could feel anything other than special. Everyone would feel his/her ability to rise to any occasion. He would remind me that hurtful, biting, stinging things thrown in my direction were merely evidence that someone needed some extra love sent their way.
His love for me would then allow me to have the strength to do just that—to be love.
Sometimes it doesn’t come as easily as believing in rainbows. Fear and ego serves no real purpose on the mission. The mission to be the change essentially is to be love and fear and ego only serve to block the way forward.
I haven’t yet let go of the notion that if Duke were sleeping in the next room because he was my center of gravity. He was my go-to guru on all things.
He could always figure out some magical dog antic way to make me let go of whatever it was I was holding onto so tightly.
Since June, I have actually had to find it and maintain it on my own. He taught me how to do it independent of him, after all. It just isn’t always that easy.
Duke would certainly always be love and I will do my best to follow his lead.
Day 12 and really happy to be back in the routine of writing everyday! Go Team Pepper 2015!