Anne Lamott on Oprah talked about how her doggies do their healing dog ministries every morning…. LOVE that… dog by dog…
Cici’s healing ministry
Cici’s healing tongue ministry
whenever i least expect it, here comes the tongue licking my toes, my face, my hands
lighting me up inside like the fourth of July
giving me a bath of slobbery sunshine
Cici’s healing silly ministry
there she goes rolling over onto her back showing off her belly
making me chuckle
making people smile and sometimes laugh
Cici’s zooming around the park ministry
she is gone with the wind and looks soooo very happy
making me feel proud, warm and good inside
Cici’s booopping me ministry
mama, take me out, or mama give me some treats or food or attention
Cici’s looking at me with soulful eyes ministry
she puts her chin upon my knees and stares straight into my heart
or lies on the floor and looks at me with those eyes
her eyes implore me
tell me that her request is urgent
and that she will love me forever
Cici’s silly goofy healing ministry
every day she makes me laugh
Cici’s furry warm wiggly body healing ministry
some lucky nights or naps
when she plops herself right down on top of me
too close to breath
Cici’s healing ministry
makes me HAPPY
thankful that i have this loving dog
my sweet canine friend
best friend and healing partner
deliciously edible and scrumptious
gotta kiss that warm sweet polka dot belly
and inhale her doggie smile
Having a good dog is the closest some of us will ever come to knowing the direct love of a mother, or God.
Anne Lamott in
Plan B: Further Thoughts on Faith
The Animal Doctor
by D . Nicholas
Yes, he is an animal Doctor.
No, he does most of his work outside the vet’s office.
Yes, he seems to have a natural gift as a healer.
No, he charges very little for his service.
Yes, he has a great bedside manner.
No, he doesn’t explain really what’s wrong.
Yes, he just fixes the pain and goes on.
No, I haven’t seen his license.
Yes, he does resonate in abundance.
No, I don’t know how many clients he has.
Yes, I’m really thankful he’s my doctor.
No, I’ve never seen his Doctor’s office.
Yes, I’d recommend his services to anyone.
No, he doesn’t require medical insurance.
Yes, it does sound too good to be true.
No, I am not mistaken.
Yes, he is my cat.
This poem was written after I had told him that I had a tummyache one day and my cat Abundance came and sat down on my belly for awhile. When he got up, I realized that my stomach no longer hurt. He truly was a healer that cat, written in honor of my handsome cat Abundance