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Jeff
www.cerebellumblues.com
Gigi sounds like me: Unhurried, uncomplicated, portly, enthusiastic about meals. Ha!
We have a cat with a similar problem. She knows how to go out the cat door into the patio, but not how to come in. Yet, on occasion, for a moment she seems to figure it out. But only on occasion.
As to your larger point, I recall Rev. Robert Schuller once saying, "When the thing you want is not right, God says 'no'; when the timing is not right, he says 'slow'; when you are not right he says 'grow'; but, when everything is right, he says 'go!'"
How many times in my life have a rushed into something (relationships, new job, spending hard-earned cash on some foolish thing, etc) that, in the end, paid few, if any, dividends. I usually ended up hurt, dismayed or frustrated. (And not just a little feeling sorry for myself.)
As I get older, I'm learning a little bit of patience is a good thing. Still, the heart wants what it wants when it wants it, and has no capacity for logic or reason. How often has my heart tried to take me where my head told me not to go. Green tomato...forbidden fruit...brass ring...pipe dream. See, I told you Gigi and I had a lot in common!
Whether it met her expectations or not is hard to say... but much as she relished eating that green tomato right there in the garden, I have to believe she felt a twinge of disappointment. So often the things you think you think want most turn out to be not quite what you anticipated anyway -- you know? Don't psychologist have a word for that?
(Amazing how you capture all of this in photos too...)
"[...] in the end — the shortest path isn’t always the most successful, to what your heart seeks most."
That is the line that did me in! Well said.
But that would just defeat the purpose of fighting hard and working your way to your goals, whether it be a tomato or something grander in our lives :)
Funny how a story about an under ripe tomato, a dog and an open wooden fence can make you think about life!
But for the record, Gigi is a Rescue dog, and she arrived on my doorstep with that name. She came running in my direction whenever I called her by it, and I didn't have the heart to change it on her. Poor girl was confused enough as it was.. loosing her home, her family, her sense of stability and security, her warm bed by the hearth... (is the jury tearing up yet..?) :)