The Creative Exchange

There is a time, a place, a being that becomes a part of our lives.
They attach a whole new meaning to who and what we are.

And because I own dogs
and I instinctively 'communicate' to animals
people say they are my substitute to actual children
the same way they attribute my creative work
as my 'creative babies.
As my friends would say
Some people have children, Lui has pets.

I have no earth-shaking denial to that.
I love children. I love animals.
I love people irregardless of age, gender, race or color.
And although I love animals there are those
that I simply can not stand:
crawling things like lizards (Sorry Troy!)
frogs (Sorry Frogsky!), leeches (Yikes, sorry MrLeach!)
flies and mosquitoes (OMD, sorry Mr&Ms Fly!)
not to mention snakes (ah, I'm glad I have no friend snakes!)
rats, bugs, bees, wasp . . .
. . . oh but I'm sure you know what I mean!

What I really mean to say is
I do not NEED to have animals around me
(now you know why I can not simply accept pets as gifts!)
simply because the animals that became my friends
came by way of connection.
Out of the 30 litters of Sumo and Pica
I only chose Bogart and Sweepy
simply because they 'talked' to me.
The same way you have your BFF with you.
You spark a connection and you stay connected.
And BTW I do have human friends ;-)

I happen to be a hyper person that is moody
loud one minute and quiet the next,
can juggle several major projects and events
yet long for that long quiet private moments
that can be taxing for one in a relationship.
I prefer my independence and own space.
All my exes know this now by heart
which is the reason I am friends with all of them!

I had great moments with animals
as I had great moments with people
and nature, and energies,
and anything silly and serious in life.
I can afford to do that because I chose
to have a meaningful relationship with myself!

To enjoy the pace of my walks
my creative hours, my moodiness,
my obnoxious humor and hilarious ideas . . .

. . . and simply enjoy
the simple and the grandeur
the neat and messy episodes
and the bottomline
and epilogues
and chapters that need editing
or stories that needed a sequel.

I buried my dead but not the memories.
I said my goodbyes and also my hellos.
I will keep shedding a tear
as I will keep smiling
at the setting sun
and anticipate its rising.
I am still whole
and I love fiercely
and shamelessly.

haVe.a.haPpy.giDdy.valentiMes

For all my delightful and wacky friends
whether human, animal, plants and make-believe ones
and most especially
for the highly creative Lisa: