Lately, I've been worried about the pup. It was one of those things where I wasn't sure if I was really worried about him (he does have things I need to watch out for but is full of life enough that I doubt they're troubling him right now) or if I was worried about something else without realizing it and he was just a convenient outlet.
He had a BodyTalk session yesterday and, in a moment of quiet during the session, I realized that I was terribly sad and had no idea why. (I realized this because tears started to drip from my eyes.) I then realized that I really had been worried about him - but still had no idea why. I was driving home from the session when it hit me.
Life is pretty good.
But life can't be all good, so I just know that something is going to go horribly wrong. When I am watching and waiting for something to go wrong, the pup is the most logical place to look.
I wondered why I thought life couldn't be all good. Because for one, that's not how it works (she said with assurance). And because I don't deserve it.
{In case you've ever wondered why I post the Monday messages, it's partly because I need the reminders myself.}
I don't really know what to do with this information right now, so the thing I am doing is asking, "Is this true? Can I absolutely know this to be true?"
Life can't be all good. Is this true? Maybe. Maybe not. I guess I can't be certain that something horribly bad has to happen in response. It's not like little stuff isn't going wrong. Either way, I can't be absolutely certain that it's true.
I don't deserve it. Is this true? I think it is. But then again, I guess I can't be absolutely certain that it's true.
As it turns out, the questions are helping. At least I'm not following Atlas around with worried eyes anymore (because the thing I do know is that that is not helpful at all and, since he can read me like a book, tends to make him sick because he's worrying about me).







