“I slept and I dreamed that life is all joy. I woke and I saw that life is all service. I served and I saw that service is joy.” Kahlil Gibran
When I woke yesterday morning, I had no idea the joys that awaited me. I only needed to put love and service first, and each wonderful moment was easily found.
I took a break from the project at hand and walked towards the goat pasture. I could not remember if the electric fence was on, so I gave it a quick touch without being zapped. I climbed over the fence and stepped into one of my favorite places. Luna and Areida, our Alpine and Saanen goats, quickly noticed my arrival and mawwwwed and trotted over to greet me. They each have their own special ways of saying hello and asking for love. Luna stands back at first and then slowly comes over to say hello. She begins sniffing my face and hair as I sit down on the makeshift bench and then requests to be scratched first, by pawing at my leg. Areida is less polite in her demands for attention. She begins by butting me and trying to climb into my lap when I turn any of my attention to her sister Luna. I then decided to sit in the grass, which they both seem to love. As we soaked up the sunshine and the cool breeze, I felt compelled to lie back in the grass. I am not sure that I have ever done that with 140-pound goats standing above me, but I decided to trust and layback, with my eyes closed, and just listen. Luna loudly sniffed at my face once again, and then I could almost hear her getting bored as she walked away and began nibbling at the grass. Areida stood silently for several moments, then laid down right next to me, and placed her head on my stomach. I couldn’t believe it! We laid their together with the sun warming us and my heart swelling and thoughts of the healing power of love.
My husband and I’s project for the day was to complete the Arc style chicken coop. He was building the coop for my friend who I met at our Illinois H.O.U.S.E. co-op (Home Oriented Unique Schooling Experience). This wonderful and caring woman took care of our animals when we needed to return to see our family in Minneapolis, giving me absolute peace of mind during our stay. Our unexpected trip had unexpected expenses which, I have to admit, gave me a bit of anxiety. Over an email, my friend offered to accept a barter for her services of animal care. I would pay her with weekly dozens of our pasture-raised eggs. After finishing reading her email, I set my phone down and cried. You may not understand this particular pain that was relieved for me if you have not experienced money fears, but try to imagine someone giving you relief in an area where you feel the most angst. We all have the power, in offereing our own unique gifts, to lessen suffering.That is a gift that I will never forget.
That brings us back to yesterday, and our completion of our chicken coop project. The cycle of giving continues; both my family and hers, sharing what we have to give. Chris can craft a beautiful chicken coop and my friend crafts love in everything she does, including the care of our animals. We both win in giving. We dropped off the coop last night in Rockford, Illinois, and I could barely take in my joy. I would not have wanted to be anywhere else in the world.