Before her feet touched earth, she was reaching, connecting with fur.
Her time with three Bali dogs began as an inquisitive baby. A period where she learned limits boundaries and those especially important canine/ human rules, Bali style. Their connection has endured and as the dogs have aged, she has moved into a childhood that is being shaped and influenced by an interdependent relationship. Their symbiotic union has been naturally fostered by the environment she lives in and gently guided by older humans.
Bali dogs are genetically designed to be community members, to fit in with the rhythm and flow of Balinese life. Fine tuning has been going on for thousands of years, an unconscious coupling of human and canine, their conjoined survival was/is dependent on collective safety. Bali dogs free roaming instinct/tendency has always been predicated upon a no aggression, swift punishment rule.
Their designated duties became a bloodline intelligence. Alert on any incoming threats, guard against any intruder type, clean up/control waste, companion/protector for family, play source for children.
The relationship of dogs and children is not unique, it is an incredibly important stage in childhood development. It is universally accepted that in most child/dog unions, a more empathetic human adult has emerged.
It is hoped that what three dogs and one child will gain from their ongoing relationship will simply be nothing more than what it is.
An opportunity to positively grow from their experience, in their ongoing ancient and historically unique Balinese way.
Sitting where I am. I am safe. For now.
Bali dogs and all other animals have forever been blamed abused and punished by humans. Bats are wearing the brunt in the latest round of finger pointing. For now, as a Bali dog I am free from revenge for something I did not make happen.
As a lung eating, organ attacking, blood thickening virus with pandemic capability, has stopped the planets apex predator in its arrogant bipedal shuffle the nightmare has emerged into reality. How does it feel to be solely responsible? I suspect you will not admit to anything.
I have observed the uncaring stance that humans have taken when it comes to our welfare. So, it comes as no surprise that a microscopic organism is seeking you out. How does it feel to have emotions that induce stress and suffering?
Make no mistake, it is not a hoax, not 5G, not Bill Gates. You have created the conditions for its arrival. You have overshot the runway. You are hurtling and flaming through crash barriers, moving at warp speed over tipping points and careening down a cliff face. You are taking us all with you.
A definite physical/emotional global displacement is happening to you. Even those of you who felt secure, who belonged somewhere, are disjointed and distressed. You have been gut kicked into reality. This is what change is all about. Constant.
Of course, you will deny and arrive at all manner of theory. Tends to happen when mortality is threatened. But no guru is going to guide you through some shamanistic ritualistic trance while opening your chakras to multidimensional fields of enlightenment. No awakening in spiritual realms where smiling fawning space elves giggle and dance and present you with some cosmic treasure map marking this or that location where you will find yourself.
The great equalizer has arrived. Will you change, take responsibility and awaken to what your actions have created? I doubt.
For now, I will sit in my village by my lake under my volcano.
For now, I will be what I am. A simple Bali dog, doing no harm.
Watching, wondering and regretting, that you are not.