This Friday

This Friday I had the pleasure of meeting Amy of Amy Elisabeth Photography, and her family – they were in the area on a family vacation…from the northern part of the lower peninsula of Michigan…territory I know and love from childhood vacations. They brought their lunch, I added a spot of tea and some peanut butter chocolate chip bars for dessert…ON the front porch :)!

A lovely, lovely family and I enjoyed being with them so very much. After some Bear and Bob, lunch and a visit, we took a short trip to Wayfarer’s, Bigfork and a Flathead Lake cherry vendor. I scored hugs from all 4 before we parted company.

Bear did very well. We are still working on a calm greeting, but the good news is that though the greeting phase is a bit over the top, he settles quickly and aside from a side affect that shall remain unmentionable….Bear joined us on the front porch and lay quietly while we ate and visited.

A good and busy week…ending on this Friday.

The Journey: along the road home

The road to my house is a road I love. I’ve written about it. There is a gallery of photos from different times of the year…different times in my life (see the new tab on the top menu). This little house, the woods, the meadows and mountains beyond…visible through the woods. This location – it has been home for most of the last, almost 5 years… some of that 5 years was spent in my motor home: ‘Wild Thing’

The story, though, the ‘From the Front Porch’ story…it is the story of moments in time that comprise part of my life’s journey…along the road home.

I was reminded of the journey by Bill, of California Karelians. I contacted California Karelians to inquire about the possibility of a professional Karelian Bear Dog trainer to consult with me on Bear’s training. Having trained KBD puppies, but never a grown up KBD, I was unsure. I felt out of my depth and I so want to do things right so that Bear can have the best life possible with me and hopefully, Bob! Bill and Liz of California Karelians have been incredible resources as well as encouraging supporters.

After a discouraging setback between Bear and Bob, Bill emailed me: “you are on a journey it was supposed to be this way”.

Those words stuck with me. The universe sometimes conspires ‘against’ me with the same message from every venue of my life. These past weeks, it has been: ‘the journey’. Not the destination, but the journey, the road home. Not the house or the location, but the way there. Each moment of the journey is a blessed time. In a world of things that need to “get done”, “to do” lists, schedules and commitments…learning to enjoy the blessedness of each moment versus only the end goal of getting it done, can be a challenge. The moments often get lost in a swirl of busy-ness and the push for completion.

Months ago, sitting in Dr. Barbara Calm’s office with Karl – talking about his treatment but also my confiding to Dr. Calm that I felt I might be putting pressure on Karl with too much focus on him… and much as I tried not to, I knew there was underlying worry and anxiety. Our bond was so strong and we spent so much time together – I had a fear that he was holding on for me. I was speaking with her about my decision to step back and work on relaxing and letting things be. Dr. Calm smiled, pointed to Karl who was asleep on her office floor and said: “Look at him. He is not worried or anxious, take your cue from him.”

Bear is a joy! He is loving, enthusiastic, curious and eager to please. Outdoors, he is all Karelian Bear Dog business. Our bond grows every day: trust, respect and love. There is still a ways to go before we can try off leash. There is still a ways to go before Bob and Bear can be together with me.

There were some moments, weeks ago, when I was frustrated, scared, sure I was doing everything wrong and ruining both their lives. But then, those words: “you are on a journey it was supposed to be this way”. It changed my perspective. Nothing had actually changed in the circumstances except my ability to take one day at a time, recognize and experience the joy in each step forward and to look at occasional setbacks as opportunities to learn.

In dog training, there is something called “remove and redirect”. When an unwanted behavior is escalating, you remove your dog and redirect his attention. With Bear, if he is overexcited to the point where he cannot hear me, I give 2 tweets on the whistle I carry. In the brief silence from that distraction, I speak low and firm saying “Leave it” – then an upbeat “Let’s go, Bear!” as I do a 180 and remove him from whatever. Now he can hear me and he’s looking to me for direction, so I have him sit, which restores calm and allows us to reconnect. Bill suggested the 180 procedure to help teach Bear that the non threatening critters that were not in our yard were not worth attention.

I find that “remove and redirect” works for me as well :)! When something beyond my control is causing me to emotionally escalate in an unwanted manner, I do a mental 180, a sit-stay and redirect with a cup of tea, a quiet moment with Bear or Bob, a prayer for serenity in the moment and gratitude, whatever the circumstances.

An email from Bill after I confided that the “journey” words had helped me relax about Bear and Bob: “[…]you got the point, regarding the journey, and the dog lives in the moment, so why not enjoy it with him!”

Why not, indeed!

The journey, not the destination, not the outcome – it is the journey, one moment at a time … that is the road home – for me.

Spacious skies

I’ve been taking some side roads on the way here and there to let Bear see a variety of country and livestock…my mission being to help him get used to the landscape of the west. He gets quite a lot of exercise on our rides as he is back and forth in the back of the Jeep…watching and looking to see what there is to see. I leave the passenger window cracked open enough that he can get plenty of scent as well. He watches with such eager anticipation…it makes me look with new eyes as well.

Early on Saturday we found this spot. It is just a few miles away. There is a paved road that winds around this small valley just a half mile off the highway. The valley is subdivided. Utilities and water are in, site markers are in place…it is just waiting for buyers. It is a perfect place for us to walk. There are 2 “courts” that have shade to leave the Jeep.

We went back early this morning, the Fourth of July, Independence Day in America. I am, of course, partial to Montana’s spacious skies.

But, I know there are beautiful, spacious skies all over the United States as well as the rest of the earth. I hope your skies are beautiful today, no matter where they are. Happy Fourth of July to all!

The Road Home: Green edition.


The Road Home.

It is several days until the official start of Summer, but here in Montana it looks like Spring – the green hay, grasses, trees are still the bright green of Spring versus the mature green of early Summer.

Time.

I am very aware of time. I am aware of how I spend it and of the limited commodity that it is. For almost 26 years I have worked as an independent consultant, paid by the hour. No one sets how many hours I work but me. I have been fortunate to mostly have had the luxury of working as much as I’d care to.

Through the Winter and into Spring as Karl’s condition waxed and waned I had to let go my fierce hold on time and just be there with him at his pace. There was a day when I consciously said to myself, “just let go of the need to control the schedule and just be…the only time that matters is time with he and Bob”.

A funny thing happened when I gave up that tight hold. Everything that needed to be done still got done. I kept my work committments AND made enough money. I ate and obtained supplies.

But, I was sometimes spending what seemed like hours, in the woods with Karl, on slower walks…on more walks. Most days were “normal” until early April but there were times that were not. It is hard to remember exactly now and I don’t want to try. What I do remember is the joy of just being with him and watching him smell the scent on the breeze, roll in the snow, play with a stick, look at me and smile.

I saved those moments. Some are on this blog, some are in my mind and memory. It was an idyllic time of intense awareness.

And now. Everything is different. Bear is here. He is a joy with a happy and generous spirit despite everything being very different for him, too. Bob, Bear and I – we are all adjusting to a new routine, a new schedule, a new way of doing everything. It is both good and challenging, but ultimately, it is “us” – the fambly* Summers – bright with the new growth of a new season: maturing as we grow together.

The Road Home: Green edition.

*fambly…from the Pogo comic strip.

Evening light

This week has had its challenges.

In the overall scheme of things, nothing earth shattering. But for me, for my life, some tough moments. That is the rub isn’t it… In each of our lives there is “stuff”. For each of us, our own stuff is what contributes to how we treat others, how we react and how we interpret everything that happens in our day(s).

My schedule is extra full – my work schedule, my Bear and Bob schedule, my Karl schedule… emotionally, spiritually, physically – I am pushing my personal envelope.

Then, tonight…the light. 8:30 p.m. An hour before sunset.

The light hit the trees, the woods, the mountains. Perspective changed. The light changed and it made me aware of how beautiful everything in my life is.

Evening light.