“When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall. Think of it…always.”
~ Mahatma Gandhi


My soul honours your soul.
I honour the place in you where the entire universe resides.
I honour the light, love, truth, beauty and peace within you,
because it is also within me.
In sharing these things we are united, we are the same, we are one.

UPDATE: In a well ordered world Frankie may have signed in to his first blog with this greeting, mayhaps he did, maybe I mistranscribed the typing. Today’s photo is Frankie in the living room where he’s curiously watching to see if the Turnbull will oust the rascally Wabbott. It’s the first day that his jaunty doggie confidence has re-emerged and he’s busily investigating his territory and wondering whether he’s been replaced in all those action adventures by younger, fitter canines.


“I speak the truth not so much as I would, but as much as I dare, and I dare a little more as I grow older.”
~ Michel de Montaigne

Dawg Laundromat

Weymouth Tasmania, sunny Saturday at the Beach. Best way to launder, spindry and deodorise your dawg. Today’s philosophy is the beach.

Metta Dawg

Metta, or loving-kindness, is accepting everything that happens as part of Dharma. Accepting is not the same as approval. If we accept everything that comes our way with loving-kindness – and don’t forget that attention it-self is a kind of metta – then we can maintain a calm, still centre in the midst of whatever arises” ~ In Buddha’s Kitchen by Kimberly Snow. page 37

Follow your own path

“As you proceed through life following your own path, birds will shit on you. Don’t bother to brush it off. Getting a comedic view of your situation gives you spiritual distance. Having a sense of humour saves you.”
~ Joseph Campbell, A Joseph Campbell Companion: Reflections on the Art of Living

Dogs casting shadows

We are not given to see, for example, someone carrying the essential dog casting the shadow for all existential dogs.

Plato’s Political Philosophy: The Cave, Roger L. Huard