I found a God and Dog Poem

I found this poem recently, it made me smile and I wondered how it would look if I placed it over a mixed media painting I did last year.  It's a painting that depicts me and my Jack Lucy.

Much Love
Jules xx

Healing Tail #2: Sheila and Benjie

Thanks go to Sheila for sharing her Healing Tail about Benjie. 

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When we were both single, my husband and myself always had dogs. Life would not have been the same without them around.

Benjie came into our lives three months after our beloved dog Mitzi passed over. (She’s another story). This was to be a momentous occurrence in our lives.

Who thought this dog, would make such an impact in our lives. 

Who thought he would lunge into our lives and turn us all upside down - our hearts taken over.

Benjie, a mongrel, was a rescue dog and had the most amazing character.  He was cheeky, playful, and full of mischief. When we brought him home from the dogs’ home in Leigh I took him to the vet for a check-up.

“Great dog” he announced

“Ok for him to say”, I thought as he ran around the vets surgery.

“It will probably be about 5 years before he settles down!” he added.

Sure enough, Benjie took his time.  He wasn’t rowdy, didn’t bark too much, but of course he had to be kept on a lead, I didn’t want him to run away.

He had to be lured to come when we called  - it took ages to get him to come to our side.  Somehow he seemed so frightened of us.

When the time was right we let him off the lead in the park. This was the start of his daily walks, no sorry his 'daily runs!'

How he loved them.   

He would run like the wind, ears, fur and tail following in his wake. I would often go another way but he never lost sight of me. Of course stopping off now and then he would pay a visit to the rabbits and mice and other tiny friends.

Every evening at 5-30p.m. he would sit by the front door waiting for my husband, his father, to take him for his evening walk.  It is amazing how dogs have an inborn clock - so don’t tell me about dumb animals.

1998 and dear Benjie was getting old and I could tell things were not as they should be.  He was getting slower in the park and we noticed him lifting his leg longer than usual. He woke me twice at night to go out into the garden. 

  

Alarm bells began to ring. Taking him to the vet confirmed our worst fears - bladder cancer was diagnosed.

The vet gave tablets but they didn’t seem to work and as Benjie became more and more disabled the decision had to be made. I held him in my arms as the injection was given. 

How I cried, but we could not allow him to suffer any longer. 

Missing his character was the understatement of the year. He had a wonderful life and so did we. He was the best thing to have happened to all the family.

No more dogs now as my legs are not at all good and after callipers arrived on my legs I knew that was the end of walks for me.

Everyone has good and bad times.  

There are thin and thick times in all families.  I used to sit down with Benjie when troubles arrived at my door and he listened to me as I related my woes. He was a comfort and helped me get the problems off my chest.   Good medicine.

What was that television advert: “It’s good to talk”.  Well that was me and Benjie, I swear he knew what I was saying.

His idiosyncrasies were funny.  Sometimes he would just stare at me, he wasn’t hungry, just stared.  

I often said G-D sent Benjie to our home.  He was a healing dog for my daughter when she was ill.

He was unique, of course he was special.  He was ‘Just our lovely Benjie’.   He was so very special he knew he was loved and we certainly loved him.

When things were fraught, he gave some sort of calm to our house as if he knew we were upset.   He would sit by my side and look at me with those bright brown eyes, full of love saying “I am here don’t worry”. That’s what he was - a calming influence.

Quite right DOG IS G-D the other way around.


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If you would like to write about your Healing Tail please contact me via the comments below or email me and I will send you some notes to help you write your words.


Much Love xx


julia@juliadolowicz.com

Shared Healing Tail #1: Paula and Lucy Loo

I'm so heart warmed that Paula is the first to be sharing her 'healing tail' of her Lucy Loo.  Thank you Paula, Lucy Loo is testament to god is dog spelt backwards.  

"I'm thinking of Lucy Loo - I bought Lucy straight after having a miscarriage.... she was my support and seemed to know how I was feeling - whenever I was sad, she would come and sit on my feet, on my bed, and when my mum came to live with us two years ago, she became her protector, She would sit at her feet at the table where mum would perch, reading her papers...

She wasn’t good all the time, and had bitten my friend Nikki’s husband, Bryony (Nikki's daughter), Louis (Nikki's son), Bob, (my ex who probably deserved it!!!) and Ronnie's wife next door.... but she didn’t mean to do it!!!!

She was such a great character and such a great friend.

She is missed greatly... I have a stone with her name on in the garden as well as a rosebush called Lucy Rosa placed on top of her in the garden...."

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We're good to go

For heaps of years I have always said to myself

'Dog is god spelt backwards'
'Dog is god spelt backwards'
'Dog is god spelt backwards'


It has been a nurturing saying that sooths me as I fondly look back to my relationship throughout my life with my dogs.

It's a mantra for me.

You either get it or you don't.

Those with beautiful soulful dogs in their life will know exactly what I mean.

EXACTLY.

The past 2 nights it has been coming loud and strong in dream time, where I'm hearing it really powerfully and I know that I have to honour it.

So I'm going for it.

Running with a passion of mine to give love to the dogs that give us so much love.

To explore Dogs and Divinity

To give love to the humans who give love and healing to the dogs.

It's mutual adoring love.

Dogs that are here with us, and dogs that have passed, I want to share the stories of how they saved, how they healed us, how our relationships deepened with ourselves and with others because of them.

Stories and tails (*yes tails) of people I have met in my life, in person, virtually, or even those I haven't met but have a A TAIL TO TELL.  Who want to share about their dogs and how divine they truly are.

It's all coming together and becoming clear for me on what this will be.

I'm smiling, just as I smile when I see a dog and human.

Who's the teacher?

Much Love, Jules xxx