Sometimes, especially at night, Butterfly likes to do a walking meditation. She’s not overly energetic by then, or full of poop, and she’s sniffed as much as she’s interested in for the day, so while Cricket drags one of the humans up the sidewalk to sniff the world, Butterfly gently but firmly leads the other human to a quieter place in the yard. She walks slowly and with intention. She listens for the wind and the shaking of the leaves. She sniffs the smells that come to her on the air. She takes this time to unwind and let go of whatever didn’t work out from her day so that she can sleep well and wake up refreshed and ready for a new adventure.
Meanwhile, Cricket is practically flattened to the ground to get better traction as she pulls mightily on the leash. She always wants to go towards the street and the cars and the noise. She wants to make every pee trip into a three mile walk, uphill, into traffic.
When Cricket returns, Butterfly tries to share her calm with her sister. It’s like a Reiki master who warms her hands to build energy before sending energy to someone else, but Butterfly uses her nose. She breathes in the fresh air, paces herself, rests her mind, and then when she sees that her sister is overwrought, she offers a nose to nose check in, and inevitably, Cricket calms down, somewhat (we can’t work miracles here.)
Whereas butt sniffing is about curiosity and checking in, nose to nose sniffing is about sharing breath and offering peace. It’s like when you take the hand of a friend who is grieving or in pain and you offer your energy and warmth and life to the other person, as a bridge.
Butterfly really listens to the birds when we go outside. The birds I recognize (with help from my nature loving mom) are the red breasted Robin, the Cardinal, the Baltimore Oriole, and the cowbird. Mom is not a fan of the cowbird. There were also starlings at some point, and a bird whose feathers were left in a pile, like a quickly discarded coat, white with black polka dots.
I’m not sure if Butterfly knows the differences between the birds, or gets a sense of what they are singing about, but she listens carefully to all of them, and to the sound of the airplanes overhead, or a bus passing by, or the train stopping at the train station. She’s a connoisseur of different sounds and songs, but she doesn’t sing them herself, She just likes to listen.
I wonder if the extra birds hanging out in the yard this summer have been drawn here by Miss Butterfly. She has such a Zen feeling about her that we now have Robins and starlings sitting on the lawn, having their own Butterfly moments, as if two fluffy dogs are not inches away from them.
Even the white cat with brown patches who used to run up the retaining wall at the sight of a dog, has become more relaxed, watching us walk in her direction, even coming up to our front door, and only running away when the dogs make eye contact with her.
Maybe there’s an ad in a newspaper only animals can read, inviting everyone to our backyard for meditation class, and that’s why Butterfly has been barking more often, impatient to get outside to her students.
Butterfly has the ability to dissociate from her body too. She spent eight years in a puppy mill perfecting this skill, so that nothing happening to her or around her had to penetrate her heart and soul. She does this less now, but it’s been a process. When Cricket tears around the room like a pinball, Butterfly will freeze and her face will go blank, for a moment or two, and then she will come back. When my youngest nephew (or his father) decide to drag Butterfly around by the neck, she lets go of herself for a moment, until it’s over, or until she hears me screaming.
This is different from meditation. Dissociation is absence, from the mind or body or self, a way to survive, but meditation is something else, it’s sparkly and kind and full bodied and it lets in noise, but not so much that it’s overwhelming. And Butterfly is mastering meditation in our backyard, and, little by little, teaching it to me.
What a beautiful post!
Butterfly is an absolute doll! I love reading your posts, Rachel.
Awww, I swear they are the cutest! Walking Meditation. Love it.
it’s a rainy, blustery, very cold day here today. when I was doing my stretches this morning I looked out the window and two ducks swam up the creek that passes by our bedroom…….. brightened up my whole morning………. as did your post.
Ooh, Butterfly would love to have ducks outside of her window! Or in her bathtub!!!!!
Your doggies are soo cute!!!! I need to practice mediation too. 🙂
I love this post! It is beautiful and sweetly written,and Butterflly looks SO adorable! How did you actually get these pictures inserted into your post? Somehow,on my blog,WordPress hasn’t actually been inserting my pictures into my post,and has been only inserting the link to the pictures into the post,even though I DID upload them into the post. Please go on my blog so you can tell me what’s going on! 🙂
Thank you! The pictures seem to be coming up great on your page when I go there. Maybe it was just a momentary glitch?
Enjoyed this and your appreciation of Butterfly’s disassociation. One wonders what goes on in puppy mills but we don’t want to wonder and then wander into that nightmare. How lucky she is to have you and Mom and Crickett and a safe haven in your backyard to just be. A lot of my animal companions have issues I will never reach through to but I can at least give them love and safety.
Little Miss Butterfly is sleeping near the kitchen right now, dreaming of the sausages she’s convinced Grandma will share with her tomorrow morning. She always knows what will make her happy.
Hi Butterfly! I love your story!! I guess you like a lot of noises everywhere around you!
She’s a little bit freaked out by the pre-July fourth fireworks practice going on nearby, other than that, yeah, pretty much everything.
Our dog Tula ran out of her harness one time on 4th of July because she got scared of the fire works too 😦
We lost her over night but she was trapped in some ones garage
Oh no! Cricket is a master escape artist too, but we’ve never lost sight of her, thank god. I think we’re better off staying indoors for the fourth this year.
tula”s birthday is on 4th of July!!
I never meditate over food. By the time I get around to it, it’s gone. I do, however, lament the fact that it isn’t there anymore. Does that count?
That could be a form of meditation, learning to accept reality for what it is. But I bet, if you just closed your eyes, you could picture a frozen green bean in your future and find happiness all over again.
I can almost taste the beans. Good idea, I’ll beg for some now.
I have to be comfortable .. I spin and spin.. mom waits for me to twirl
Twirling is the best for of meditation!
So fascinating to take note of the differences in temperament and behaviour of Butterfly and Cricket. It seems as though they compliment each other almost perfectly.
They really do! And they come together wonderfully on the barking and begging when it’s time to go outside.
Hi Rachel ! It has been awhile. I too have dogs that enjoy their yard and sit and meditate. They also listen to the birds and the birds know they will not go after them. They even have their own chairs to look out onto beautiful scenery. My elderbelle BabyGirl likes it the most. I try each day to go out with them and just sit with them after a busy day and they look forward to our sit in yard time. They have taught me to sit still and just enjoy the sounds and sites.
I wish I could convince Cricket to sit still outside, ever, but she believes that all meditation should come in action, like running and growling and barking and biting.
Well I guess she has her own version of meditation. She is happy and having fun so I guess it is still a win!
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Your Butterfly is one special girl! I love the way animals can connect us with the spiritual.
It’s so interesting how they find the spiritual so specifically in the physical world. We tend to think that the soul is above the body or outside the body, but they feel it right in every breath and every kibble.
Beautifully put! They have so much to teach us.
This is exactly what I have been doing as I go into my senior years, and mama has often wondered what I am doing. She goes along with me, thank dog, but now maybe she’ll join me!
Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could learn these happiness skills from our brilliant doggies?!
well written, thoughtful. nicely done!
I’m so happy butterfly has a loving home now!
She brings the love!
That was beautiful 🙂
The old woman Slow would love for Butterfly to pay a visit to her Casa de Canterbury amigos – Slow is a meditator of the first order, but unfortunately none of her Three Musketeers is interested in listening to birds in the back yard with her. Sigh. Be grateful.
I am always grateful for Butterfly, and keep hoping she can teach Cricket some more calming behaviors over time.
A few months after Fufu and Lorie became friends,Lorie taught Fufu another form of meditation: tongue-to-tongue kissing. I find them very romantic for just dogs.
Cute as always
hello butterfly its dennis the vizsla dog hay that luks like my kind of indoor bird the kwiet kind!!! ha ha ok bye
Very very quiet, but sending messages to Butterfly anyway.
Aww what a gorgeous post! Thank you1
Hugs, Carrie and pups! x
Again, such a wonderful, meditative post about dogs, meditation, being, and the self. I thoroughly enjoyed reading this — and felt a calmness as I did!
I’m so glad it worked! Butterfly is trying to spread her calm all over the world, and then she’s hoping that the treats will start to flow back in her direction.
It’s amazing how you are able to dig so deep into the girls’ souls. Another fantastic post, Rachel. 🙂
Thank you, but it’s not me. They wear their souls on their sleeves.
But you capture their essence so eloquently. ❤
That dog seems to have a much healthier hair than I do, kind of depressing. I need a cool owner that loves me, planning on adopting someone? It sure gives you great inspiration the dog.
Butterfly is considering rescuing some more humans, you’ll have to check with her to see if you can be put on her list.
Butterfly is such a gentle soul. And like her namesake, Butterfly made a beautiful transformation into the delicate and delightful little bundle of love that she is today. Bless you.
Thank you so much. I feel blessed every day.
Aw, what a sweet post. Treasure that adorable little Zen master. And for Cricket, be grateful you have both ying and yang–it’s what makes life so interesting. 🙂
Thank you! Cricket and Butterfly are such a great pair. They keep each other entertained and they keep me entertained too.
Great post. People don’t often pause to think about what dogs think or feel.
I can’t help thinking about it, with the girls staring at me all day trying to impress their thoughts on my brain.
This was a perfect morning read. I just love reading about Cricket and Butterfly, with their very different personalities and approaches to life. I think Butterfly is an excellent teacher of Mindfulness, with her ambulatory warm ups, her offering peace to Cricket, and her seeming comprehension of the place of no mind. She seems a very gentle spirit.
I love how dogs enrich our understanding of life and heighten the awareness with which we experience the world–we with our hands as the primary connective tool, they with their noses. I wonder what the priority sensory map in the brain looks like for a dog–ours privileges the hands and face, touch.
Thank you! It would be fascinating to see how the doggy brain lights up for smell and touch differently from the human brain. They have so much to offer us, if only we could understand.
Amazing how sweet Butterfly has learned to disassociate. They are both just adorable. She has come a long way with you after being through so much bad stuff. Hugs and nose kisses
Hugs to you too!
I just started Chancy a site so that is why my comment is from Mumsy’s Little Chancy Man. I forgot to change it but since you have those two sweet dogs you might enjoy Chancy’s blog. Hugs Maggie
Rachel, thank you for liking my blog today, thereby introducing me to Butterfly and Cricket. What a delightful read that is!
Thanks for the return visit!
Oh wow interesting read too. I only just realised dogs were really emotional, when my nephew arrived. Thanks for liking my blog too x
Thanks for the return visit!
Just tweeted 🙂
My dog does this as well. First thing in the morning she sniffs the air just to see if it is worth going outside. In the evening she does a tour of the garden. She smells the wind too, very interesting to watch. Nice blog! best regards, Barbara
I love the noble look Butterfly gets on her face while she’s thinking. Meanwhile, Cricket is trying to sniff her butt.
Just tweeted three posts about Butterfly. Tell Cricket not to be jealous, her turn will come. 🙂
I think it would best not to tell Cricket at all. She’s got a jealousy hair trigger.
Anyway, I’ve tweeted this and another three of your posts, including the two most recent. Best wishes!
Thank you so much!