Last night I found a pocket of coolness around the basin near Pratt Trail. Suddenly, out of the unrelenting muggy heat, a cold wind started blowing. So strong that my skirt flew around and the bottle of Tazo Tea I was drinking made a humming sound. Honey and Chico ran ahead and we made our way to our meditation spot with the powerful view of darkening mountains, ever changing mystical cloud formations, and dry wildness below. The landscape was stone still. We sat down on the warm ground and sank into silence. My rambunctious Aussie instantly switches into guard dog mode, quiet as a wolf, totally alert, surveying the landscape for any intruders so I can relax. Chico is secure on my lap. Together we sit and take a deep slow journey into silence.
Tags: dogs, meditation, nature, Ojai
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