In the midst of feeling dragged down the other day by seeing conflicts in the world, in the news, and among friends on Facebook, I pulled the book Unlikely Loves off my shelf. It contains real-life stories about a hen who adopted puppies, a goat who helped a nervous giraffe, and literally owl-and-pussycat BFFs.
It made me think about when on my trip to the Bahamas, I was blown away that the dolphins swam up to our boat and stayed there as we got into the open sea with them. Instead of thinking, who are these weirdos coming into our world?, the dolphins frolicked with us and showed us their true selves in all their joy and non-judgment.
At the horse-and-soul workshop I attended in Costa Rica, the horses picked who they wanted to work with for the week. They read each person’s energy, saw our imbalances and human flaws, and knew who they were equipped to help. The horses were given a choice, by the way—if they didn’t want to choose anyone they didn’t have to. So to not have to work with a human for a week but then choose to? It was the most extraordinary experience, but it was hard to wrap my brain around it.
I was also looking at the book The Heart’s Code by Paul Pearsall this week. In it, he gives an example of a heart-transplant recipient who struggled with his discomfort of wondering if his new heart had come from a person of another race. The recipient’s doctor was concerned that this attitude could hurt his patient’s path to recovery or even lead to rejection of the new heart. Pearsall writes, “…this issue of the brain’s illusion of our separateness threatens all of our survival.”
Once again I’m reminded we are all one. Knowing that and living that lead to nothing but success and thriving. Why was I blown away by the welcoming dolphins and a horse who chose to work with me? Because having consistently pure open hearts like that are what we humans are still working on mastering.
As I meditated this morning, my cats jumped up on the bed to hang out together. That’s never happened before. One of them can’t be on the bed at the same time as the other, or a turf war breaks out. When I turned around to look at them in amazement, they both looked at me like, “See? Even we can work it out.”
A message of acceptance played out right in front of me on my bed. Here’s sending it from Calla and Faro to Facebook and the world. ❤️