2023 and what have we done?
Doesn’t really matter, that part is done. It’s learning to live beyond, incorporating and reconstituting the shrapnel into some future normal that assures us that the sun will surely come up tomorrow. It will, wont it?
It’s delusional of course. But fooling ourselves is totally and unequivocally unavoidable. The alternative is to accept uncomfortable truths. So, we go on, planning, looking forward, reaching, grasping, frantically scratching to get closer to that goal. That it will all work out.
Its why we really enjoy the company of dogs. Balinese dogs now, but there have been many past others. Bottom line, any dog will do. They possess an elixir that infuses those, who are susceptible, with an easy calmness and a wraparound grin.
Admittingly Bali dogs don’t always elicit such ecstasy and they do things that could see them jettisoned to a jungle in Java. But they keep you coming back. The island and dogs and people, effortlessly combine in deluding you that there is direction and purpose. That there are simple truths about reality. That if you look deeply, see clearly and listen quietly, everything falls into place.
With offerings to Gods and endless ceremonies to celebrate and commiserate, its not difficult to accept interconnectedness as an unquestionable truth.
In the incredible and diverse canine world, Balinese dogs are certainly unique. They are classified as semi feral but are a snout and tail away from self-sufficiency and independent survival. If human contact was removed, they would go on. They can’t stay young, needy and vulnerable for long.
They live for now, for that really is all there is. They learn fast, a necessity to continue living. They leave, when their life and learning is done.