With Eleni Konstantine
I do believe that people can have extra senses about the world around them that others, maybe even the majority, don’t have or don’t know how to access. I also believe animals are more attuned to senses.
This is not a spooky real life tale but a tale of sensing.
Many years ago, I had what I call the ‘Big crash’. My CFS (chronic fatigue syndrome) flared up to a point I couldn’t work anymore, and also kicked my anxiety into high gear.
I was on the couch, with my eyes closed. In the background, the TV was on but I wasn’t concentrating on it. Couldn’t really concentrate on it at that stage. My head was in the biggest fog soup I’d ever been in and I was so tired, but couldn’t sleep properly. So suffice to say I was miserable and for a moment, I had thoughts that I really didn’t want to exist like this.
All this was going on in my head. While I had tears in my eyes I wasn’t sobbing. I was quiet.
Next thing I know I feel a wet nose against my arm. I opened up my eyes and my dog, Ari, who had been sleeping soundly on his matt, stood there, pushing against my arm. I patted him and he nuzzled me and then licked me. Now, Ari may have been an affectionate dog, but he never strayed from his mat when inside. He was an outside dog, so knew that the mat was his space.
At that moment, he gave me the love and support that I needed. He’d sensed my quiet distress and let me know I could count on his strength despite his own problems (he had bone cancer and a few weeks later we had no choice but to put him to sleep).
After some time, he gave me a look as making sure I was okay and headed back to the matt, where he kept an eye on me.
He was my doggie hero.
And yes, Rottweilers and big softies.