This is supposed to be No.2 in my "journaling" posts. It is late… I guess I found half a million other more issues importante than my "hopeful revelations." haha

No. 1 objective of journaling. To express feelings. eewwww… really?

scarcely veiled sarcasm…

I have currently become "aware" of a habit of mine, namely that of obsessing. This is totally new news to me… but, after some checkin' about it seems like a little sorting out would be in order… 🙂

A miracle happened in my life today. Of course, I hear you, big deal lady… lots of other really bad things happened today too.

Even so, if something wonderful happens that I had a real part in, that I worked really hard on, for another living creature's life, and all this outpouring of love came from that obsession, and the final result was the most perfect outcome we never hoped for… I feel I have the right to write this in my journal of feelings. I'm not bragging, because I alone was useless. I became afraid. And I got mad. And I wanted to fight.

Making the long story short, we all won. And yes, this old Monk lady Buddhist wannabe EnergyWorker/student believer in love, believer in all new things coming into view, "feels" some redemption this evening. I feel a connection with that One Divine that lives inside me, that is my Creator. And I definitely felt a connection with my friends, people I call heroes, people that I respect, who stayed up all nite with me, while babysitting, exhausted, trying to clean their homes, attend to their families, all the ladies came and made a miracle. But what is really funny, is that God already had the miracle totally under control. I'm not saying that I regret one second of my obsession to save the life of Fiona, a perfect chocolate brown golden eyed noble beauty mutt just like I'm a bit of a religious "mutt", no disrespect intended in any of this…

Want my honesty now? I wanted to see Fiona for real. I wanted to touch her myself and look into those amber eyes. Any one of her pictures all over my facebook, the new ones, do not show the simple black puppy in the first pic posted, the one that caught my heart and would not let go…

The new ones posted by her special hero/advocate Lorraine who would not give up either, these new pics taken yesterday, show a noble dog of ancient English hunting hounds… They call her catahoula, and yes, I see that… But just look again, and you will see the choco lab, the noble wise beast of uncommon loyalty. A dog like Fiona will do anything for the human she loves. Anything.

And tonite, Miss Fiona is in her new forever home. A very nice couple came in, filled out the 100 page application, paid the very high adoption fees, signed numerous contracts promising to provide timely vet care, and they choose Fiona. They have no other pets at home. She will be the princess of the castle. She has her very own nice back yard. She is not in the cold cement kennel tonite. Nope, I bet she's checking out her brand new doggie bed deluxe, and maybe even snuggling up with her new mom and dad on the big bed… Yes, this is America, and so what? Love like Fiona has to give comes only once in a lifetime. Congrats going out to the very lucky couple who adopted Fiona. Whoever you are, wherever you live, I am very grateful and happy because of you tonite. No, you can't save the world, but you can sure chip away at some of the problems, even if God already had it under control… 🙂 peace out Ell