UnLeashing Love

UnLeashing Love

It was clear from the start there was a wildness in her that wasn’t to be tamed.  Despite what they say in dog-training manuals, Jasmine had no interest in following along at my heels or coming when she’s called or obeying commands just to hear me say “good girl.”  Jasmine wasn’t here to live by the book.  She wasn’t born to be leashed or caged.  She’d come to run wild in the woods on impassioned, instinctual hunts.  And reach her face toward the sky, catching the scents blowing by on the winds.  And roll around with joyful abandon on the earth, adorning her body with rich pungent smells.  And teach me about opening up my senses – listening, feeling, communicating without words as we walk among the trees intrinsically connected as a pack.

With Jasmine, I’ve discovered something magical about love.  I can smell it.  An indescribably sweet smell emanates from Jasmine’s body when she’s happy and content – when she’s getting a belly rub or rounding me up to go outside for a walk.  I call her enchanting fragrance “Puppy Love.”  The exquisite beauty of Jasmine’s Puppy Love stops me in my tracks.  I want to soak it all up and bask in the feeling, breath it all in and share some back.

Imagine a world filled with Puppy Love.

Imagine UnLeashing Love.  That’s the dream I like to hold:

Creating a world filled with love so tangible we can even smell it.

We can taste it.

We can feel it in our bones.