Last night gorgeous cat Frank brings home a gorgeous little scrub hare, who is innocence beyond the naming of it.
Frank is showing off his prize catch.
As I reach to save the hare, Frank drops her and she limps desperately to get away.
After a few phone calls I am in the car with said hare, snugly wrapped up in a shoe box, on the way to the 4 Ways Veterinary Hospital. I notice my somewhat desperate ‘wanting’ to keep this beautiful furry thing alive.
I think, “This ‘wanting’ the rabbit not to die is nuts, it’s not helping this fragile creature at all. In fact it’s probably making things worse!
It’s contracted and anxious.
It’s a screwed up energy.”
I let the ‘wanting’ go.
I drop softly into love and the atmosphere in the car transforms.
Perhaps this endless ‘wanting’ we do, is the antithesis of love.
Michelle says
Oh shame poor hare! Did he/she survive?
I hear you on the contracted feeling of anxiety, it’s hectic!
Erica Hesse says
The WANTING is all consuming… Let us all become aware of it. Love the post.
Mark Kahn says
Let us indeed!!!