JD LeJeune

DailyOM Horoscope

Timely: Again I do my daily work of dream interpretation. Another activity that I’ve been trying is interpreting my reality as if it were a dream. If I can get quiet for a moment and look at a situation in my life (person, place, thing) what does it symbolize for me? What am I to learn from it?

You may be overly sensitive to personal criticism from others today, leaving you feeling vulnerable. This could lead you feeling susceptible to suggestion. We know it is not necessary or even possible to follow every suggestion we receive. We can certainly consider them, but once we do so in the light of our inner wisdom, we will know if they are right for us. It is important to remember that one person’s criticism or advice may have less to do with you than it does with them and their path. They may see a reflection of their lessons and choices in you, and seek to correct the reflection rather than doing the more difficult inner work necessary. With this in mind today, you can let criticism from others fall lightly upon you and choose whether or not to accept or reject it without feeling vulnerable.

Many times we react most strongly to criticism that we worry may be true, as if that person could see our hidden fears. It may feel as if we are a piano whose lid has been lifted, and among all the uniform notes of the keyboard, they have hit the note that we hoped would go unnoticed. It reverberates within us, but we can choose to harmonize with it, building chords and themes from what was said to be a weakness into great and complex strength and beauty. Today let your sensitivity lead you to write your most beautiful music.

DailyOM Horoscope

Timely: Just this morning as I meditated on some of my dreams I felt compelled to interpret some of my reality as if it too were a dream. I was more or less caring my meditative practice out into the “real world” as this horoscope dictates below. Very cool!

You may be feeling insightful today, which could be the result of the deeper awareness gained from meditation. Your perceptions may have sharpened from the practice of listening as well as learning to feel the subtle motion of your energy and its response to your connection to the universe. From within your meditative state, you take these new skills with you out into the world and into your waking awareness. You may be able to sense subtle energetic shifts among people in a room, or some intuitive guidance from within you. Your training may have given you the ability to pick up on changes in the atmosphere around you or within you. Today by consciously maintaining the connection to the universe and all of life that you made during meditation, you have a greater awareness of life’s movements and your place within the dance.

When we meditate, we shift our focus from the outer world to the inner world. We have within us all the tools we need to navigate our way through the world, but we may not be aware of their presence until we take the time to turn inward. It takes practice to learn to feel our connection with the source of life, and to become still enough to feel the flow of energy through us and around us, and as we learn to feel it, we also learn how to move with it. When you gain this deeper awareness, you can apply your insight to every area of your life. Today you are perceptive and insightful.

From The HeartMath Institute

Timely: Just this morning I was holding the intention of moving my moment-to-moment responses to life out of my head and into my heart! My intent is to think from my heart first.

“A good heart is better than all the heads in the world.” - Edward Bulwer-Lytton

From The HeartMath Institute

Timely: This quote arrived in my inbox on Monday and for some reason I saved it. I just knew I’d need it later. The following day I rushed to Bathurst to be by my Grandfather’s side as he transitioned from this phase of his life. My grandfather was the go-to-guy in his community for anything and everything. He helped so many people throughout his life. Truly a blessing to one and all. I quoted this passage in his eulogy on Friday because it spoke so clearly to me about how he lived.

“We cannot live for ourselves alone. Our lives are connected by a thousand invisible threads, and along these sympathetic fibers, our actions run as causes and return to us as results.” - Herman Melville

A story from yours truly…

Over the past year Pam and I have frequented the SPCAs (F’ton & O’mocto) on a semi-regular basis. Pam usually goes straight for the dogs and I go to the cats. It’s no secret the Pam wants a dog and I’ve told her that she’s allowed to get one, but she knows that for the most part I’ve never “really” been into having one myself.

Until last week…

We were at the Fredericton SPCA on Sunday (I think) and I decided to follow Pam in to see the dogs. I immediately was drawn to a small female beagle that had just been found on their doorstep the day before. She was in the back corner of her pen and seemed to be a little timid. I figured she was adjusting to the shelter still. I remembered an idea that my Tai Chi instructor had told me about “The Dog Whisperer” that it’s about how you control your energy around your dog and they are able to read that “vibe”. So I crouched down and centered myself, cleared my mind and just directed a general calm and loving feeling towards her. She immediately stood up, started wagging her tail, and came over to the door (that in itself was a neat validation of my new-agey-side. lol). She stood with her front legs on the door so I could rub her belly. We must have spent a good 10 minutes there while I scratched her belly and ears through the cage. I swear when she first looked into my eyes I fell in love. It was like my first romance all over…I’m not sure how else to describe it other than that way. I’ve never connected with an animal in that way before. Our gaze literally felt like home/comfort/love/peace all wrapped into one. Even when I’ve looked deep into the eyes of Jack (my most favorite cat of all time that I had to let go of a few months back) that feeling didn’t come up.

I told Pam to come see her, but she wasn’t overly interested in the beagle any more than some of the other dogs we had seen in our other visits to the shelter. Plus her tag said she wasn’t up for adoption yet. The SPCA must have had a policy of waiting a few days before putting a new animal up for adoption.

So we left and all I could think about for the rest of the day was her. I decided to sleep on it and sure enough I woke up thinking of her some more. I played with some names a bit too…emailing them to Pam…etc. Although she was very glad to hear that I was in “pooch-mode”, Pam was a bit concerned because she was going to Montreal for a Fantasia thing until Sunday night and wasn’t big on me getting a dog while she was out. She made a comment that if the beagle was still there on Monday it was meant to be. I didn’t feel good about that because I know that every other beagle that came through the shelter over the last while had been snatched up right away (Pam had fallen in love with a little boy beagle a few months earlier, but we were slow to act).

On Tuesday I phoned to see if she was available yet. Nope. On Thursday afternoon I phoned (they’re closed on Wednesdays here). Still not up for adoption. Then on Friday I went up afterwork only to find that she had been adopted that day!!! Literally had been “on the market” for a few hours. Damnit.

She was still there, just had one of those “adoption” tags on the cage. Booo. I was heart broken. I knelt down to say goodbye to her but she wasn’t very eager to come see me. So I did the same “energy” thing again and she slowly got up, came over to me, but then went right back and laid down…although wagging her tail a bit. It really felt that she was saying “this sucks…see you later”.

Friday night (as I drove to Evolve) I kept thinking about her and it bugged me so much that I decided to figure out something positive from the situation (see the light that exists in all situations) in order to get some closure and move on from the event. I decided that her and I must have had some deep soul connection previously or something. We were meant to say a brief “hello” in this life time to remind one another about that feeling of unconditional love and then continue on our respective paths and make the world a better place the best way we knew how to. I was content with this. She was a loving dog that would bring happiness to a family, because after all if I had felt that strongly about her in my heart then someone else must have too. I figured that the new family must have needed to feel that more than I did. My lesson would be to make folks happy by playing some grooving music that night (morning) at the festival. After all having 3000 people, compacted into one large field, all enjoying music and having a good time, had to be of benefit (on some sub-atomic-energetic-level) to the planet and population. Our dog/human meeting “this time around” had inspired me to do more. Although I must confess that even after my “inspired insight” (in the back of mind) I had a thought arise that maybe her adoption wouldn’t work out and she’d come back to me. I didn’t get any hopes up…I figured it was even a little selfish of me to think that.

On the drive back today I briefly told McGuire about her. I felt crappy again. He gets to hear about our “nearly there’s” with dogs, vehicles…etc.

Today I was inspired to go to the SPCA for some reason. I really wasn’t up for it…especially after having been up for 30+ hours straight (up @ 4 to drive Pam to the airport on Friday…then drove to Antigonish and back for Evolve), but one of those gut things said go to the shelter. So I did figuring I’d see some cute kittens and feel some happiness again. I arrived at the shelter and was pulled to go back and see the dogs…there were some new ones, the beagle had been picked up on the weekend (disappointing), but nothing really grabbed my attention. I went out to the main desk and asked if she was really gone. They said yes and I explained how I had finally fallen in love with a dog (they recognize Pam and I from being there so often). The SPCA’ers told me of another sweet dog that was there, but wasn’t “officially” up for adoption yet. So I said I’d give him a chance and agreed to meet him. A volunteer went back to get him when just then the phone rang…I could hear (without being too rude and eavesdropping) that it was the beagle owner. How freaking timing was that! I had the half-hearted idea to tell the receptionist that the owners could feel free to return her because I wanted her (but I bit my tongue)! Just then the other dog came out and I took him outside into the “meet and greet pen” all the while having this phone call in the back of my mind. There wasn’t a connection with this pooch at all. He was a feisty little lab puppy…to much for me.

So I brought him inside and the woman at the desk says “The beagle is coming back”. My heart jumped. Apparently there was a fire alarm the night before and she hadn’t even budged. Turns out the beagle is deaf…

They asked me what I thought of a deaf dog. Nothing changed for how I felt and I was TOTALLY taken back by the timing of events and the prophetic fulfillment of the mental image I had had earlier on the weekend. They told me to phone them on Tuesday (closed on Monday) to see if she’d been brought in yet. They have to take her to the vet before she can go up for adoption again.

I left the SPCA still in awe…I was inspired to go and pickup some basic doggy essentials to help with the manifesting of the relationship, so now (in the corner of the living room) is a little doggy bed, kong, leash, doggy bowl, dog treat, brush and a nice pink collar with “diamonds”.

I came home and immiedately shared the story with Lynn (our like-minded new-agey landscaper). She was extremely happy for me and also was in awe of how the story was unfolding. She shared some amazing stories of her interactions with domestic and wild canines over the years (she works with many native communities). Turns out she even has a friend that has a deaf dog and offerred to get him to call me about it! HOW COOL!

How will this story end???? What will Pam think when she gets home tomorrow night? Tune in next time folks. Same dog-time. Same dog-channel.

(Send some good vibes towards this situation for me! I’m going to be reading about deaf dogs now…)