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Joy: From the Ground Up

No Words November 14, 2013

I don’t have a choice. All I get is my eyes, my tail, and the occasional strategic placement of my head or paws. Any other methods of communication are hard to come by when you have four legs. So I have to admit, days like today take a toll on my emotions.

We canines may not be able to see the entirety of the color spectrum, but I know with certainty that I saw my fair share of blue today. Mom is feeling blue, which is apparently a people term used to explain her emotionally cloudy forecast. If I didn’t know better, I’d say that little person inside her is somehow bringing down her morale. No Words

Because she’s been talking a whole lot about worry. She’s worried about the baby’s health. And being a good parent. And labor. And the money. Especially the money. Last I checked, money is green so I don’t know how it could be making her feel so blue. I stand, sit or lay idly by, all-the-while wishing there would be something – anything – I could say to make it better.

Then I hear dad say exactly what I would be saying and suddenly I don’t mind being silent. He tells her to calm down. Relax. Everything will work out. These are the things I would be telling her, too, if I could. But this is not the first time (and certainly won’t be the last) that there are no words. As I observed from dad’s attempt, it’s sometimes better not to say anything than to complicate the situation by throwing words in the mix. Sometimes a person just needs a hug.

I don’t have a choice. All I have is my eyes, my tail, and the strategic placement of my head or paws to communicate. And maybe that’s not so bad after all. Because as much words can help, they can also complicate things. Especially when it’s more a matter of faith than anything else. Faith takes no words. Faith is simply believing in the power that is contained in something so much more than words.

So tonight I keep quiet and instead silently pray for resolutions to come to some of mom’s worries. That peace come to her overwhelmed heart. But I can’t pray with my eyes, tail and paws any more than I can pray with words. Instead tonight I pray with my heart. “Prayer is not asking,” Mahatma Gandhi reflected, “It is a longing of the soul. It is daily admission of  one’s weakness. It is better in prayer to have a heart without words than words without a heart.”


27 Responses to “No Words”

  1. scrapydo Says:

    This is a difficult topic to explain to human beings! Use your tail head and eyes is the most common way we do it but that is not the way with them. They need someone to lean on and have sympathy nothing more, don’t try to solve the emotional problem. Just be there and listen.Hope your mom feels not that blue anymore! Hugs to her and lots of love too!

  2. huntmode Says:

    Wyles, if I was with your Mom and you in your wonderful kitchen – I would remind her of the line from Desiderata, “….Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue & loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. ….” And then, I would stand up, pull the chair out from beside the table, climb up on the chair and say, “Want a hug? Come here.” and because I was suddenly so much taller, I would appear to be the all knowing, loving wise woman and… your Mom would feel better. Just say’n. 🙂 Go sit on her, Wyle and lick her face. 🙂

    • There you go again, dear friend. Kindred spirits we are indeed. I love that Desiderata poem – its packed full of all the wisdom one really ever needs. Such beautiful words, that I wish I could remind my mom of…good thing she has you for these things! Mom is touched by your words here, as well as the cyber hug. Also, you should know I have been especially “needy” as my people call it lately – mom needs all the love she can get. 🙂
      Lots of love,

  3. utesmile Says:

    There are so many emotions we humans go through sometimes, and it can be overwhelming. Specially during pregnancy it feels even more severe……. it is those silly hormons. AS you say hugs will help to no end, and you can help with being htere, listening, being comforting. Show your love as you do as dog and it will help, stroking you I find helps too! All the best to your mum, it will all work out in the end. Praying for your mum too!

    • My mom was touched by your words, dear friend. So thank you. 🙂 She knows its the hormones, but that doesn’t make her feel any better…all I can do is cuddle, snuggle and show her love when she needs it. And – let’s face it – that’s not such a tall order. I can handle that assignment with my eyes closed! 🙂
      Lots of love,

  4. Your Dad’s words are right. Everything WILL work out, of course. I guess Ghandi’s idea is better, though. Heart with no words is all we need sometimes.

    Love and licks,

    • Dear Cupcake,
      I know both of your comments to be true…dad’s words are right, but the silence of a loving heart sometimes communicates that better than words.
      Lots of love to you and mom,

  5. Wiley that’s one of the greatest miracles of the world. Why green papers make people feeling blue… we should ask Mr. Picasso :o) But your dad is right: everything will work out and a hug or holding a hand is better than words :o)

    • Dear brother,
      You have a way with words! You are absolutely right about the confusion about why tiny green papers have the power to make people so blue. Well said! I will continue helping guide dad to the hug kind of support instead of the words.
      Take care, dear one!

  6. Honestly it’s like you are seeing what is going on in my life and writting your blog specifically for me. This morning when I was balling my eyes out at having to say goodbye to BD yet again, he put his paw in my lap and his head on my knee – set off a whole set of new tears but it was like he understood. I am sure your mum feels the same!!

    • Dear friend,
      While it saddens me greatly to hear that someone other than my mom is also blue, I am so happy you have a four-legged friend to bring you love. He does understand, dear friend, and its the least he can do to help.
      Lots of love!!!!

  7. kiwiskan Says:

    tell her not to worry about the money thing if you can. Sometimes we were very worried about money – but we always survived! And Jesus said that worry couldn’t add anything to our life, so we just have to enjoy the life we are given. (By the way, our new puppy is already managing to run the house without words) 🙂

  8. Reblogged this on Wiley's Wisdom and commented:

    Love is its own form of communication.

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