Wiley's Wisdom

Joy: From the Ground Up

A Second Spring October 2, 2013

We see clearly but not in every color. We hear a pin drop from one hundred feet away. We can taste the difference between health food and people bacon. The more than 200 million receptor follicles in our noses can smell diseases. But (at least in my opinion) we canines are cut off at the proverbial knees if you take away our ability to feel. And today I feel blessed.

It happened suddenly on my twilight walk around the neighborhood with mom tonight. I had one of those overwhelming senses of peace. Happiness. Joy, from the ground up. And I have all of my senses to thank. That, and the true beauty that is fall in my tiny piece of the world.

The trees have begun turning all sorts of varying shades of gorgeous. Sure, I can’t see it nearly as vividly as my people, but I can tell something magical is happening. To me it’s all its own kind of sunshine. The leaves that fall are the rays that leave crunchy paths of novelty along my otherwise familiar route. It reminds me a little of the peace I hear when the snow falls. I don’t know whether people hear it or not, but I sure do.

And don’t even get me started on the smells. Though I do still catch a whiff of grilled goodness wafting through the air, it has mostly been replaced with burning wood and leaves. And candles that smell like cinnamon and caramel. And pies in the oven that smell like all kinds of delicious fruits of the season. (Did I mention my love for apples?)

“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower,” suggested French philosopher Albert Camus.

How special then that these sights, sounds and smells all align around this season of harvest. Just as crops are now ripened and gathered this time of year, we are blessed with a veritable pantheon of potential sources of joy, happiness and peace. Trusting in our senses is perhaps the most basic way to soak it all in, and (at least in my humble doggie opinion) may even be the most powerful.

So today I saw my second spring. I listened. I smelled. And I felt it. Joy from the ground up falling down around me amidst the leaves.

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44 Responses to “A Second Spring”

  1. Lyn Says:

    Oh I agree wholeheartedly that dogs can smell disease! I’ve seen enough documentaries on people who suffer from epilepsy and cancer who have basically been saved by their dog being aware that something was wrong. One lady who suffers from epilepsy is pulled towards a chair when her doggy senses a turn coming on. You guys are sooo smart!!

    • Dear Lyn,
      How are you? I haven’t heard in a while, so I assume all is well. I have yet to diagnose a disease, but I can definitely tell when a lady is pregnant. I guessed right with one of my mom’s friends and again with my mom. That’s its own kind of smart, I suppose. 🙂
      Lots of love to you!
      Wiles

  2. Basil Says:

    Looks like a brilliant walk, and you are so happy!

  3. Hi Wiley!
    I live in the desert so my fall starts late, but we had a rare day over the weekend when it was cool. I was so glad to open my windows and turn off the air conditioning! I agree that it felt like spring! It felt wonderful.
    Keep posting pictures of leaves. Cacti don’t change color, you know!
    Vanessa

    • Hello Vanessa!!!
      I will be sure to keep you posted with all things fall as best I can. Though I have to say, that warmth is sounding all-the-more attractive as the true temperature of our beloved Wisconsin winter sets in…we expect this to happen in the not-so-distant future.
      Lots of love to you and the family,
      Wiles

  4. Kuruk Says:

    So pretty! Wooooowoooooo!

  5. We are seeing a few colored leaves in my neighborhood. I like them, but sometimes, I am a little afraid of the crunching when Mom steps on them. She says, “You’re fine. You’ll get used to it.” She says that a lot….

    Love and licks,
    Cupcake

    • Awww…my dear friend, it concerns me greatly to hear of how things startle you so. I’m so glad to hear your mom takes such good care of you. Give her (and that recovering knee of hers) an extra cuddle for me tonight, would you?
      Lots of love,
      Wiles

  6. scrapydo Says:

    Next autumn I’ll also see it as a new spring like you! At the moment I have real spring around me. All the blossoms and flowers are so awesome at the moment. My walks (3X a day ) are fantastic. I even get hot and tired in the afternoon half way our walk. Enjoy your walks. Hugs and paws up dear friend

    • Dearest Trompie,
      Sometimes I forget you’re so far away…all the way across the world and all. To me you’re so close. 🙂 I’m so glad to her of your walks with all the beautiful blooms – what a great source of joy for you and your person! 🙂
      Lots of love, hugs, and high paws,
      Wiles

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  8. huntmode Says:

    The trees are turning here, too, Wyles. I love this time of year, the wood burning, the leaves crunchy and snapping under foot, and rustling down the street when the wind blows, that fall snap in the temperature, it getting darker earlier. Glorious! And, the smells! I might not have millions of sensors, but I love the smells of fall. 🙂

  9. huntmode Says:

    Okay, how have I missed your entry for October 1? I am so delighted to catch up and I’m taking a break as it is 11:24 p.m. and I’m gobbling your genius down like pumpkin pie and whip cream. Blessing on you and your loving Mom and Dad – love his phrase of you being his co-pilot! See you tomorrow, Wyles. Sweet dreams. HuntMode

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