Community Care Dog Walks

Collecting More Than My Thoughts

Sometimes, the ocean is all one needs to collect their thoughts, or in my neighbor’s dialect, find your Chi.

After a cold and rainy spell, my wounded neighbor (R) shared with me that she was finally able to go outdoors, sit on her porch, and absorb some vitamin D. Having dislocated her right kneecap, she has been trapped at home – a reluctant homebody. I, on the other hand, am a homebody, especially in times of despair. I didn’t care, for I knew what I had to do. R was thrilled to hear that I was willing to take her to the beach and out for lunch. I collected R and my dog, Scooter, and I drove us down the hill. Scooter whined the whole way; he knew where we were headed. As soon as we heard the waves breaking, our true journey began. I situated R on a bench so she could find her Chi and I went off with my sidekick for a walk on the berm. We walked on the berm until I saw dogs off their leashes (laws, people, laws), so we journeyed down to the beach. You see, Scooter is a very troubled pound dog, that doesn’t socialize well. This is why I take him to the beach, so he can sniff out his own version of Chi. Scooter sniffed and chased the orange ball I tossed, while my thoughts turned to words. What can I write? How can I improve my blog? How can I manifest products that will help mental challenges? With each visit, my written world expands. It is here, where my soul connects with the elements: fire, air, earth, and water. The sun warms me, the cool, salty breeze fills me, the Earth stabilizes me, and the waves renew me. Human needs that we take for granted.

So I walk, I self-soothe, I collect more than my thoughts; including, pretty shells, tiny pieces of driftwood, neighbors who need a lift to paradise, and photographs of things too large to carry in my hands, but forever linger on my mind.

A dolphin!