Hungry

Did they see me

Yes they did

Where to hide

I don’t know where

I’ll bark I’ll run

I’ll show I’m not scared

But I am...

I'm hungry
Can you see my bones
No one cares
I'll just walk by
I dare not look
For that I know
May give you cause
To break my bones
And lay my skin bare

Dogs being tortured and abused...

Such inhumanity, one wonders why so many cannot see the beauty that lies within animals souls, and of our best friend our dog why one asks can such horrors be perpetrated upon these wonderful creatures, why any creature..

Romania like so many other countries treats their animals with such cruelty that one finds oneself in tears. The plight of these animals touches ones heart..

I found out about this like many others by noticing an article which had posted a few web site addresses which as a curious person does I CLICKED on..... My heart was torn apart my god how can this happen, how cant such things be done and no one does anything !!!

Well here I am after my first little rescue dog Kia, Kia was this little bundle who cowered at your touch, she was carried home in the arms of a friend just cuddled up, one supposes waiting to see it this person was about to beat her... Kia is on the right, but this is how I first saw her..


Desperate for love, in state kennels where dogs are murdered for money..

Now we see Kia after only a few days of loads of love and cuddles, her injured leg now healed..

This is Stella (her new name meaning little star) in her new home, happy and loved, I'm kept updated about her which helps a lot as I couldn't help but fall in love with her, I'm so happy that this little girl who was destined to live a life on the streets in a cold and unforgiving country where she would have faced being beaten on a daily basis and where were she hurt in pain or dying no one would have stopped to help..

This is a typical picture of how dogs are treated in Romania there are so many more heart breaking images..

This little baby was hit by a car... Trying to sort out fostering her..

So what now, well I'm going to foster for a new charity that's based in the Devon and Cornwall area, we just need funds to get these dogs back into the UK, can you help us ? Web design, funds ? Dog cages for transport ? If you can or want to help let me know :)

Dog Lovers

Please please check out K-9 Angels site on the web...
They have a facebook page with other links to other charities..

And gosh its been a while again since I've been here, partly because I forgot all my details and could'nt log in :(  and partly because I wwas ill earlier this year and still havent go back to my old self again not that thats the best idea anyway..

Anyway must get back to my therapy sessions with this wonderful therapiest, my blog...

Life and what it throws at you

A brief catch up
My daughter has meet a wonderful man and moved to London !! of course there were several months when they dated etc but the end result is she is very happy and settled in his flat and having a wonderful time..
My son well one down in terms of worry another to go ... one suspects he will take a little Longer ...

I was given a rather unpleasant awakening in the guise of an illness which when googled sent me into a world of depression panic attacks and misery, two weeks of bewailing my sorry position and buckets full of tears my work in progress son said to me " mum you can do anything when you put your mind to it, its the mind that rules your reality" to this my subconscious responded and I decided that nothing is written in stone and anything can be overcome..
Homeopath, accupunture, kinesiology, tai chi, and yes I have beaten the beast.
A journey has begun with a respect for this illness that stopped me in my tracks, my crazy world of work gym, running and going out stopped and I mean a real full stop, and I am now again assessing myself (something I seem to do a lot) this assessment never seems to end talk about work in progress.

I wish that the journey was a little easier not so indecipherable, I think often about my poem the jigsaw puzzle it seems so apt this inability to place all the pieces together correctly, after all without the box cover there is no picture to work toward..

Anyway times up as I need to do a few things before I finish work for the week..

Long time no blog

!!! Well

Freedom from the unknown

"One of the greatest thinkers of the age" is how the Dalai lama describes J. Krishnamutra.. Having immersed myself into this book I'm left wondering how anyone can attain such a life as is advocated by this writer ?

poem

Gentleness speaks his name

Kindness walks beside him

Sorrow touched his heart

And I in my folly did not

Tend as well I might

This gift of loving one

So touched by lovers plight..

Stars

How do I gaze again

Upon these stars that light

The heavens far above

Who incumbent

Do lay heavy watch upon me

For when eyes raised

And soul cries out

A silence does surround

The truth that speaks

Is silence truth

But i did not abide..

Quite your mind before you speak

There are some words

Best unsaid

But I in haste

Did not not speak

So now do feel the

Consequences of my folly.

The pain of unrequited love

 

Does not the sabre

Slice through flesh

Give pain its name in passing

The battle fought

Heart seeks defence

Tries to express

But bidden not

For conquering heart

Does not tarry

Interest lost, abandoned

Sabre sheathed

Hearts blood now spilt..

Ego again !!

I in ego thought

I could be loved in return

For love that I did give

But my love did attach

For reasons deep within

A doubt of worthiness

And so this doubt

This troubled soul

Did loose its hearts desire

To love and have hearts

Love returned..

A drink maybe

Loss, pain, hand shaking
Drink does not lessen
Resolve but where to find it
When the body is unable
To rectify this loss

Of hearts desire 

Alcohol

Why pray does upstairs send me things to try  me, to test me, maybe what their actually saying is that being alone gives one time to dedicate to study and for the elevation of spirit, or is it that through these testing times we learn to grow..
Ok the growing thing!!! kinda got to figure with all they throw at me I'm the size of an oak.. a very mature oak !!
Need a break now please...

And time flies by

And so it does with such a great hurry it leave one wondering ... Where does time go ..