Just Let it Roll

I haven’t been in the mood to write for awhile. I have a rule about writing, I only do it when it feels good to do it. It is one activity that, for me, firmly requires absolutely no sense of dread or obligation accompany the activity. Everyone should have at least one of these kinds of pleasures in life. Every time I feel the open space in my heart and mind along with the motivation to write, it is a sublime experience to sit down and do so.

I have also had my hands very full with our ‘pandemic puppy.’ Born on Thanksgiving, he embodies the spirit of my last post. I think subconsciously I was inspired to let it linger a bit before posting again. Thanksgiving was also the date that would have been my parents’ 60th wedding anniversary if they were still with us. That too makes me think of my last post…it seems to me my most cherished moments in my life are those that also remind me of its impermanence in some significant way. I have come to understand that as an inevitable and achingly beautiful thing. That may be something many are experiencing with the many tragic losses of this past year. I posted this picture of our little Vito in honor of my first post featuring our beloved pug Stanley who passed one year ago tomorrow. It brings a smile and a tear to the eye. The sense of impermanence is replaced with a reminder that life itself is perpetual and in motion.

On a lighter note, there is nothing like a puppy to make you appreciate practical and durable furnishings and the important role of good design in our life. Good design is beautiful but also allows us to evolve in our work and life. It should allow us to shift our priorities while continuing to support our personal and professional flow. For me, both have been supported by the act of letting go and immersing myself in the new puppy experience for awhile. It’s something you never get back once it is over and It’s so short really! If that little time you have is met with dread and obligation to a creature you feel is ravaging your home, you might miss the joy in the experience. Little Vito is sleeping calmly at my feet while I write. After a few months of pure puppy time, the occasional pecks on my toes from a sleepy happy puppy as I am able to sit down and write are a pure delight on so many levels right now…I could go on and on. He is also learning to enjoy car (and trike) rides so he can tag along with me at work and play! My heart is full and my mind is excited to pay forward this incredible gift.