The Will to LIve

There is a lot in that statement. The Will to Live. Not only do I feel better after suffering through a terrible January of bronchial infections but the weather is wonderful and the sun is shining. And this is Alberta and its getting warmer outside.

I think that it really does take 'will' to live wholly, to live completely and to stretch one's belief in oneself to live beyond one's comfortable defining borders. Of course it is easy to say this now, when I am no longer clutching the backs of chairs doubled over coughing my lungs out.

I am back at my yoga practice and I take what I learn in my weekly class and use it and add it to my routine. I am not strict enough with myself to do it at the same time everyday,  but when I find or set aside time, to meditate I also do a few poses and stretches. I have my own little studio downstairs that no one but me uses.

But, it does take will to use it everyday.  Such a simple and pleasant thing as meditation shouldn't have to be scheduled but there you are, that is how it is for me. Another example of using my Will. Soon I will have to use it to get back to my cardio/free weight dance class, Jazzercise. When my breathing is clearer.

This renewal has also happened to Ginger, my old dear. She has been suffering with Cushings Disease, the symptoms of which are tremendous overpowering thirst, voracious appetite and lethargy. She has been peeing gallons, no surprise when she drinks gallons, but she has trouble controlling her bladder.

back in 2003 sitting on a beach on Denman island

That last few days we have noticed that she is sleeping less, she is more inclined to want to spend time with us. Also, she is drinking less and eating less. AND her hearing is coming back. Could it be that the adrenal tumours have shrunk?. Maybe, who knows. But, it is a joy to have my dear old soul mate back.

She is now an old lady soul mate. She walks beside me, she is less inclined to chase rabbits, so there is no jerking on the leash and she is content to be companionable beside me. Well most of the time. When the snow drifts are too deep she doesn't even attempt to squat for her rituals, she just goes in the middle of the road or the sidewalk. She has that look on her face. That determined 'I have paid for the privilege' look.

On Lake Minnewanka 2009

She will be 14 in two weeks.