Being of Love

Wiser people than I have pointed out that God is Dog spelled backwards.

That play on words has always entertained me, not because of the implication that dogs are God-like, but just because it's a funny thing to notice. Last night however the pure truth that dogs are indeed God-like struck me as my own little dog looked up at me so I could better rub her chin. In her (truly beautiful) canine face resided all the love in the world. She didn't want anything from me other than a sign of my love and affection for her and I gave it willingly.

Throughout this week I had thought that I hadn't been nearly spiritual or religious enough this holiday season in any sort of traditional manner. I didn't go to mass. I didn't pray. I didn't meditate or chant. I didn't even setup a nativity scene. What I did do though was walk my dog and hold her on my lap and give her lots of treats. What I did do was pour massive amounts of love into this little creature, this little spirit that gives me nothing but love in return. Yes at times I annoy her with one thing or another and yes at times she annoys me the same; but our life and our relationship is built completely on love. In that moment of epiphany I realized that my relationship with my dog mirrors the relationship I seek and desire from and with God. God is love and so is Dog. In loving my dog I see the beauty, simplicity, honesty, goodness and love that God has given to me and wants me to reciprocate - and I'm trying.

It is within my relationship with my dog that I've become a better person. I am more patient and more caring in general. I am a better judge of character because I follow her lead and her lead has never been wrong in such matters. I smile more at strangers and say hello because my little dog's wagging tail makes just about everyone smile as we pass them. I am more affectionate and tender and loving because that's how she makes me feel.

I've envied those in life who say they feel God around them. They feel wrapped up in God's love; they feel connected to God at all times. I've never felt that religious comfort or bliss in any traditional way but now I think I understand. God created a perfect little being full of love and affection in the form of a miniature poodle and sent her to me. She is with me in body nearly always and with me in spirit even when we're physically apart. She loves me unconditionally as do I her. She makes me a better person - just like God wants me to be. She is my conduit to the heavens and to the God that is love.

I am thankful.

Author's note: There is no irony in this piece. I mean it with the utmost sincerity and don't mind at all if appears to others as cheesy and/or new agey.