Monday, 29 May 2017

Edward’s Diary Entry 142: Travels with Dellie

I hope any readers out there will excuse me. I haven’t written since May 4th. Steinbeck-like, I have travelled, not with a poodle like Charley, but to and from a border collie called Dellie, from Spain to New York, New Jersey and Pennsylvania and back.

There are times when normal life and its habits have to change. When things external must be taken care of. When people need things and they must be done. I have been in Manhattan, in Brooklyn Heights, at a chic hotel where everything is recycled, reused and reclaimed; on streets named after fruits; on highways and Interstates, in rain and shine; on a sheep farm at lambing time; in supermarkets, pharmacies, bars, restaurants and banks; and at nursing homes and hospitals and ICU’s…

So how can a dog become inspiration? Border collies are born and bred for intense activity. They watch sheep and want to herd them. A defective lamb rejected by its mother would normally die in the field (and even some perfectly OK lambs are sometimes found dead after a few days). But there was one runt in a set of twins who learned the trick of coming in from behind every time his brother was suckling so as to avoid rejection by its mother. He showed intelligence and a will to live, and so far, he has survived. Another skinny lamb could hardly stand after being born, and was thought to be unable to last the first night. But when he was given a milk replacement bottle, he latched onto it for dear life and showed an incredible will to live. A few days later, he was adopted by a family who wanted a pet.

The day when the family was to come, Dellie “watched” his little lamb all morning and part of the afternoon. He lay on the ground and wouldn’t take his eyes off his lambie. He sat at the cardboard box and occasionally peeked over the top to make sure his lamb was there. The dog’s intensity was amazing. It’s called one-pointed concentration, total focus, intensity squared. A cat may watch a mousehole for a time, but then wanders off. Not Dellie. He lived and panted for that lamb, and that lamb only, for five hours non-stop.

If we humans could show that level of intensity in our applying our Awareness to our lives, we would surely overcome the vagaries of the mind, become contented, find joy and perhaps even enlightenment. We hear of remaining in Awareness, dis-identifying with the thinking mind, cultivating the Observer, or being in Presence, and yet the “how” to do this is lacking, the “energy” to do this cannot be found, the “dogged intensity of a dog” is not there for us. And so we chop and change and spread our attention out over so many different things that there is very little left for our Self-Awareness. 

Long live Dellie and his intensity. We can learn from him.

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