Our Dog

Our dog gives each moment her full attention.
   Would that I could have such love.
She participates without judgment.
  Would that I could have such grace.
Simple and clear, her being knows nothing more than Now.
  Would that I could have such wisdom.

Forgiveness Continued

I cannot retrieve what is gone.
Not through regret.
Not through resentment.
Not through compensation.
Not through guilt.
Not through blame.

What is gone, is gone.
What didn't happen, didn't happen.
It does not deplete what is here.
Only my attitude does that.
And that depletion is a distortion.
I cannot reclaim what is not here.

All that is needed is here.

There may be need for refueling, restoring, detoxing...
There may be need for cell remembrance of well-being.

Let that be the work.

Let go of the guilt --
   or the pride--
   or the blame--
   or the revenge--
   or the judgment.

Trust in the cosomos and the belonging of transformation.
We do not disappear when we move on.
We do not lose dignity when we let go.
We do not come to an end when we transform.

Namaste.