Commentary By Ann KreilkampHere’s a post I can completely relate to. It resonates with my own secret mission, to radiate love and caring to every stranger, usually Indiana University students, whom puppy Shadow and I pass by on our morning walks.
And you know what? I can attest to this quite remarkable fact: after being on this mission for a number of years, this year feels different. Not so many distracted on electronic devices. More actual meeting and greeting, either out loud or in silent communion; more spontaneous smiles, grins, a willingness to show vulnerability, if for but that fleeting moment.
This mission offers such riches! Each time we cross the abyss between ourselves and another, the world opens. Love pours in, her tendrils spilling into the surround. We soften, reach into essence.
This morning, for the first time, as a young woman passed by — Shadow trotting, as usual, in front, grinning, ears flopping, on the hunt for chipmunks — she actually burst out, surprising even herself:
“Your puppy . . . just makes me happy!”