Friday, October 21, 2011

Puppy Meditation


Sometimes I meditate with my dog Oliver.  He's not actually a puppy.  He's 3 years old, but he's a "teacup" schnauzer.  Just 8 pounds, and he loves to cuddle.  He's not just a lap dog.  He can be an eye pillow.

As I lay back in the lounge chair, he settles on my chest.  I can feel him breathing.  A very rapid breath.  I tune into how he shifts from panting to machine gun efforts to catch a scent.  I feel his heartbeat.  I feel his weight on me and watch his nostrils quiver when he catches a new scent.  I notice how much slower I'm breathing as we lay chest to chest.  I've completely forgotten my obligations at work and at home and for this reason I think this is as genuine a meditative practice as any other.

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