Wednesday, September 1, 2010
On All Fours?
"When I was little, my nurse Dibby's cousin had a dog, just a mutt, and the dog was pregnant. I don't know how long dogs are pregnant, but she was due to have her puppies in about a week. She was out in the yard one day and got in the way of the lawn mower and her two hind legs got cut off. They rushed her to the vet and he said, "I can sew her up, or you can put her to sleep if you want, but the puppies are ok. She'll be able to deliver the puppies. Dibby's cousin said, "Keep her alive." So the vet sewed up her backside, and over the next week the dog learned to walk. She didn't spend any time worrying, she just learned to walk by taking two steps in the front and flipping up her backside, and then taking two steps and flipping up her backside again. She gave birth to six puppies, all in perfect health. She nursed them and then weaned them. And when they learned to walk, they all walked like her." * If ever a little story gave me pause to consider, this is it. I wonder to what degree we "walk" through life in less fullness, in less freedom, in less strength, in less enjoyment, than we might, not realising what we are capable of. . . Just because we have observed, subliminally, that others that went before us, were not? * From Its Always Something by Gilda Radner