Duff here. My part of the World has been very cold this year. I don’t like Jackets and buck like a Pony when Mom puts one on Me. I have heard of some of My canine Predecessors who simply stood still when The Jacket went on. They wouldn’t take care of Business. They wouldn’t walk. They wouldn’t budge. So No jacket. And sometimes going outside has been a Chore. Not unstuck.
I, however, have secret Hidey Holes. When the wind is up and We are out and about, I gravitate toward these Spots. On occasion, Mom follows Me to these Special Places. And is entranced by how Quiet and Peaceful They are. The last place We journeyed to? Surrounded by Bushes are Small Trees. Mom stepped inside My Haven and immediately understood why I liked to go to this Place. (It also had My energy and vibration, as well as My Scent.) It’s a happy place and I was Glad to share. Living unstuck.
How about You? Do You have Special Places to go visit? Perhaps a lake. Or a little cubby. Maybe a Small Cave. I say: Share these Spots with others. Rest, relax and revel. Your Friends will enjoy Them as much as You do. And will understand even More about You. Â That’s living unstuck. #unstuck-living#special-places
Magic is always pushing and drawing and making things out of nothing.
—Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden