Yesterday I went to pick up a package that was deposited for me in a nearby studio. While I opened the door a little dog slipped out and started happily running away, up the street. And away! The photographer and her assistant started running behind her, trying to catch up, but to no avail. The dog ran across an intersection road, and then I couldn't see it no more, too. The customer had been asked to stay and watch the studio.
I felt terrible - I had opened the door, through me a dog was gone missing, through me a family had probably lost its pet forever, right?
I went back to my home right above the studio, yearning to move beyond feeling crushed to being part of the solution. I longed to see the situation resolved, the studio owner at peace and the dog owner - the dog was put into the studio owner's care for the day - united with her loved pet. I remembered the uprising scale of creation in which each idea has his/her distinct place. And that was the moment when I remembered LOVE, the All-in-all. Love grew in my art, my loving grew, too. Love is a unique, unopposed attraction, a powerful will to harmonize, rectify, strengthen, lead. Love is God, all good.
I took a box of chocolates for the owner and went back to the studio. She was back and told me, that after the fourth intersection, about half a mile away, they had lost the dog, she also assured me that I shouldn't worry, because it was rather her who had forgotten to leash the dog. Too much guilt on many sides, and sadness, too. She had already called the dog owner and told her that the dog was lost.
I asked whether I could stay.
I stood in the inside of the studio facing the street through the window and feeling Love, embracing all and reaching into infinity as well as into the infinitesimal. I stepped entirely out of the guilt story into divine reality. I felt Love's power as a home - a home for all creation, a home for us all, a home for a little dog. A home that can never be left. A home that is so near and dear and attractive. Gratitude and joy soaked my heart, the solution was so close. A minute later, this sweet little dog appeared at the doorstep, asking me with her beautiful eyes to please open the door. Tears of joy - and cries of joy over the phone, as the studio owner informed the dog owner. Is Love the basic law of the universe? You bet.
Who is writing?
In my work as Christian Science practitioner and writer I draw on listening to God and listening to people.