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It seems that I’ve lived my entire life with a dog.  For as long as I can remember, we have had at least one dog, if not several.  We’ve gone through dozens of orthopedic dog beds, each with their own history and their own memories.  The one I remember the most was a small one that had a bones pattern.  I remember it so well because of two little bulldog puppies we had, named Salt and Pepper (my sister was ten when she named them, so there’s no accounting for taste or sense.)  The puppies were sickly and had to be bottlefed near the end.  One morning I woke up to bottle feed, salt, a pure white puppy, and was confused when I saw that she did not respond to me.  I immediately went to my parents and announced, “Salt’s not moving!”  My dad assessed the situation and told me, “She’s dead, Jo,” in a perfect imitation of Doctor McCoy from Star Trek.  It was my first experience with death, and I can only be grateful that my first experience is still an amusing story.

Last weekend I had an opportunity to visit my guru who changed my life totally. He was out of station all along. So I couldn’t meet him. After I received the news about his return I went to his mutt with my brother and sister. His mutt is really a serene place; who ever enters will have a peaceful mind when left the mutt. That was the first time my brother visited him. Once he saw my guru he felt as though all his problems were gone. That is the effect He created. We felt happy to stay under trees and enjoy the chirping of birds. Suddenly we saw a pair of beautiful peacocks dancing near the temple. We were agape to see the elegant movements of the birds. Guru came out to see us watching the dance and smiled and said that if man enjoys all these nature then there will not be any pollution or war. He gently told us to avoid eating no vegetarian food. That will create only negative approach in human. Then our talks centered on spiritual life. He was with us full afternoon and said that he had an audience with some higher officials. So we had to take leave and returned home in the evening. I just felt it as an important meeting uplifting my spiritual life.

I have two boys, Tsung and Mikel. Both were born in September of 1998 but over 3000 miles apart from each other. Tsung was adopted by a family who went to China for a few years and I noticed he was up for adoption. I heard about his being adopted and could not let him be tossed around so I took him in and have loved him more every day. Mikel, however, is the excitement in my life. Without him I would be very bored throughout the day. He is an incredibly intelligent kid he just chooses to use it for mischief rather than school work. Tsung is an A-B average student and studies intensely every week, Mikel pulls a C out of the skin of his teeth, but I wouldn’t trade them for anything in the world. September 14 and 26 are the two greatest days of my life and I don’t know where I would be without my two wonderful children.

Do You Think You Can Dance? I wish I could dance like the dancers on “So You Think You Can Dance,” my all-time favorite show. As I love dancing, I love to see what other creative movement is happening across the nation. I think a great way to do this is to watch the entire dance programs available on television at the moment, with the best one being “So You Think You Can Dance.” I get really into the program, telling my own critiques to the judges while the performers dance, wishing I could dance like that, recording it so I can watch the dances over and over again, and even voting for my favorite dancer. I make time for this show in my schedule, and never miss an episode. If I have to be gone, I set the DVD recorder to record “So You Think You Can Dance,” and watch it at the first available opportunity.

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