Ooh! rough night!
Thunder, lightening, rattling my bones…
I need to clear my little pup brain…
So, I’m going to do my favorite thing.
Yep, it’s time to dig a hole…
Time to release all kinds of earthy things…
Pink, slimy worms (yum…)
And the treasure of all treasures, the white grub (they pop with so many delicious flavors.)
With my head half in and half out…
My paws digging up, down and all around…
While getting a muddy beard…
I go through a door that is always open for me.
I like the perspective from down here…
It’s a whole new world…
Some secret power that absorbs my anxiety…
A place of tranquility and freedom.
You can dig too, you know…
Sink your hands into the rich black soil…
It will suck out of you all your heartaches…
And replace them with roses (or grubs, whatever you prefer.)
Can’t you see it?
This earth is a work of art…
Underneath in the lowest of places…
That is where you will find your connection.
And if you’re lucky a few tasty grubs too!
I love you,
Annie