Walking the Dog and Death


What does walking the dog and death have in common? Everything.

I have a very old dog. Last week, while visiting her vet, I asked the doctor if she had any idea about our dog’s life expectancy. The doctor answered: “She’s beyond her life expectancy.”

Because she is so old, she has started becoming incontinent. So, as a result, I need to walk her more often and be ready to walk her a lot quicker. This morning it was a cold, windy, driving rain. But very early we went out in the Fall darkness.

There was a time when I could have thought – “I hate walking this dog. I hate it when the weather is like this. I hope she doesn’t spend the whole fucking morning sniffing every dripping leaf.” Etc. I could have been miserable.

This morning we walked in the cold rain and you know what it was like? It was like walking in the rain. The walking was happening. Her sniffing was happening. The sound of the rain was happening. The wind was happening and it was all really quite beautiful.

That’s the difference from living from the conditioned self, loaded down with its agenda and opinions in contrast to living from awareness. Which do you think is happier? Which is more relaxed? Which is more attuned to its immediate environment and experience?

Now let’s look at death.

Is dying any different. We will all die. And like my walk this morning in the cold rain, we can bring our personal agenda and assert that as the only meaningful truth … or … we can simply notice just how right everything is.

How would you prefer to die?

You might want to give it a practice run and just notice the Garden of Eden that surrounds you right now.

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