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Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass.
It’s about learning to dance in the rain.


Check this out! I knew there was a reason we have pets and want more! 🙂

It is being proven that more exposure to animals at an early age can prevent allergies or lessen them. This is why my son who used to break out in hives when near dogs and then when he touched them, now may have some sneezing and itchy eyes, but no hives or rashes. It is why some friends of mine refused to keep thier allergic kids away from animals and as far as I know they are doing fine.

Here is a quote from another article from a humane society page:

Many of us enjoy the companionship of pets. In fact, according to a 2002 survey by the American Pet Products Manufacturers Association, 62 percent of American households include pets. These animals don’t ask for much—just a short list of basics such as food, shelter, veterinary care, and, of course, our companionship. Pets offer far more in return, teaching us about love, improving our emotional and physical health, and providing us with unconditional affection and friendship.

Do pets make good teachers?

Companion animals are natural teachers. They help people of all ages learn about responsibility, loyalty, empathy, sharing, and unconditional love—qualities particularly essential to a child’s healthy development.

Through helping to care for a pet, children also learn to care for their fellow human beings. There is an established link between how people treat animals and how they treat each other. Kindness to animals is a lesson that benefits people, too.

You can check out the rest of the article here.

Here are some pics of my dog, Missy and our two guinea pigs. I let the piggies out to play and the dog was very attentive! Read the rest of this entry »

I let my kids out the front door this morning to wait for the bus. It had rained last night and the ground was wet. They know to stay off the wet grass because I have told them this repeatedly, but this morning they excitedly discovered that our neighbors sidewalk was splattered with small puddles. The neighbor had recently sealed his portion of the sidewalk with a water repellant protective coating.

The kids had a ball. They were deaf to all my calls to stay out of the water and the boys even decided to sit down, for some odd reason. Aria was tap dancing in her MaryJane dress shoes and little skirt. The water made a cool splooshing noise which she found irresistable. Needless to say, they were soaked, but happy as the bus pulled up to carry them away to school. *sigh* I guess they will dry off eventually. It did look like fun! 🙂

Have you ever ran? Just ran for the pure joy of running? Ran and ran and ran, arms outstretched, hair billowing, wind whistling, legs pumping, breath, moving in and out and in and out, deep breaths that fill and expand and come whooshing out, head up, moving forward and into and through and in.

I love that feeling.

I get that feeling when I listen to certain music or watch certain landscapes rolling by as I drive down the highway, or when I still myself to find my “quiet place”. There is always an accompanying perception of light, a glowing, a radiating light and a peace that absolutely surpassses all understanding.

There is where. There is why. There is who. There is me. And there is always the I. The I. The I Am. This is why I run, why I dance, why I cry, why I sing, this is why I am, because He is.

I ran across this quote in an old notebook of mine. It is from one of Harold Bell Wright’s books, The Calling of Dan Matthews.

Many there were of this latter class who, from the highest religious motives, had answered the call to ministry as to something sacred and holy, even as had Dan. These young men, though they knew it not, were there to learn how their leaders — while theoretically depending upon God for their strength and guidence in managing the affairs of the church — depended actually upon the very methods which when used by the world in its affairs, they stamped ungodly.

Harold Bell Wright’s books were published in the early 1900’s. I have greatly enjoyed them. Probably his most famous story is The Shepherd of the Hills.