My lil canary dog–in tune with me, sensitive, present, and faithful. Another 4 seizures/24 hours. When I engage the stress and despair of my family, he seizes. He is my barometer.
The dysfunction is an unpleasant fact to be accepted. Not a problem to be solved. No solution-no problem. Deep sigh. Up, the white flag goes, surrendering to the GOMU, not to them….ever. Surrender is the most wholesome and badass thing I ever do, as long as it is to a higher power that is NOT FEAR and not another human. Fortunately, I can surrender them as many times as needed. What is your higher power? What motivates you to authentically be your best you? To what do you surrender?