Falsely foxed 

Sharp ears point 

The hunter walks

Body lowers to the ground

Trying not to make a sound 

The hunter hears sticks break

Pointing his gun had changed fate

The fox is not easily seen 

The hunt shoots for what’s in between 

As the bullet flies

The animal dies

With a hope and a skip 

The hunter is quick 

To the body that’s lifeless

But what he saw in the grass 

Made him regret the time at last

When the Hunter kills and feels no pain 

Till his loyal dog suffers the blame
Photo from:

http://attackofthecute.com/on/?i=9028

Paws in my soul

They say dogs are angels sent down to earth to help people feel Unconditional love. Honestly, my first few dogs in the family didn’t touch me at all. I felt happy when I saw them and sad when they went but did we have a relationship, not more than just friends. My world changed when I met a girl and she had a dog. 

The first paw print to be left in my soul was one from a Border collie named Xabi. This dog changed my life and opened the doors to where I belong in this world. The relationship between me and Xabi’s owner was a very fragile one and had many ups and downs. Xabi and I were best friends and there for each other at all times. You see at first I thought the problem was with me. However, when I looked in his eyes I could see he felt the same way I felt. The first time in my life where I felt I wasn’t alone. Where I felt and saw that my self and this brown-eyed lanky border collie were of the same heart and soul. This moment got me addicted to finding more. After about 12 months of this emotional roller coaster of a relationship, I started seeing the effect it had on Xabi, the choice between two people he loves. I didn’t want to case this dog pain and so I looked for my own set of paws that I could run with. Thus the second paw was placed in my soul.

This paw belonged to my dog named Altair. From the moment we met we were best friends and very soon we noticed that this was a relationship that was well beyond the realms of this world. I knew every thought that went through his mind, and he knew mine. We took the dog world by storm. He gave me a strength that would push me through an emotional suicide and life-changing adventure. This dog taught me things about dogs that I have never been able to learn or get explanations from any behaviourist or trainer. He was my angel that connected me to a world that was worth living in. The need for more brought the next paw.

Ksora, never have I seen a dog who thinks as much as she does. This little girl has refined my ability to understand a dimension of dogs that many people don’t believe exists. The rounded mind. Well, that is what I call it. In a simple explanation, it is the ability to see a situation, think of solutions, and assess the risks, alter the plan based on unexpected changes and not rely on being told what to do. At first, this came as a bit of a shock and frustration. I would ask for one thing and she would do another. It took me 20 000kms and training in Switzerland, Germany, Italy and Croatia before I would find a way to work with this super intelligent mind. Did my dedication to this cause pay off? Well, we compete in dog agility internationally and are always in the spotlight, with judges around the world rating Ksora as the future world champion and competitors asking how I did it. 

With my soft gentle soulmate Altair and my crazy smart Ksora, we would change the world. This mission started with a trip. A trip across the world to show people that there isn’t a reason great enough to separate an owner from their dog, besides the thought that we more important than them. We travelled from South Africa which is where our home was with all our family, to Europe. All this without a job, and income or stability. We would put ourselves in the most difficult environments that a family could end up in and we would show that there was a way to make it work. The aim was never to place my dogs needs below mine. What was to come of this trip has now become my purpose in life. But we will get to that later. I came to Europe to show people that there are no impossibilities when having dogs. This goal didn’t have any effect on people, but what did start taking effect was the people we were meeting on the way. We started changing the opinions about dogs where ever we went. Encountering many people who hated and feared dogs. Many people who saw dogs as just an animal that should be left in the garden and given food and water because that is all they need. These people meeting us in coffee shops or in the parks and experiencing the bond my pack and I have started something. They started seeing what is possible with a dog. It changed their reality. Created a spark in their eyes. I saw the tears of the old as they shared their stories of their dogs who once ran. I felt the struggle of the good-hearted who have rescued past problems. I have smelt the fear in the mistaken mothers. My trip across the world became about changing the image of dogs in a whole. To teach, touch and take people to the world where angels chase balls. 

My dogs have not only changed lives, not only wowed those they encounter, but they have given me a route in life that makes this world seem worth fighting for. They have pulled me through depression, altered my ADHD tendencies, given me ears who listen and do not judge me, given me a reason to wake in the morning and experience life. 
So are these animals just a mouth to feed and a form of security? Or do they have a world of good to share with us? Can they change who we are? Can they alter our soul? We know they touch our heart but are they able to change our being? Guide you to where you belong? My dogs have done all this and more. I will never stop showing the world the possibilities and try to eliminate this mindset that dogs are “just dogs”. 

Working with animals 

They say that passion is found where there is no money. Well I have to agree. I have recently been looking for work here in Italy and it is no easy task. I am aware that the global economic status is not looking very good and especially here in Italy but this is not really the point of my post. 

The ability to understand and work with animals is something you can’t read from a book. It’s not something you can be told and then able. To have the ability to work with animals is a gift. A gift that is so powerful and has the ability to change the world. So why isn’t it? Why is this gift not being put to good use? 

Society has put all its power into making other focus points. Making judgement more important then understanding, making death more important then life, making work more important then family, making books more important then naturally ability. 

It is those very institutions that are said to provide you with success, that strip you of it. We are to blame for this. We have the power to stop and change it but fear controls us. 

The shadows behind the photos

I have gotten a lot of negative feedback from people over the last 12 months, as I ask for support in the form of sponsorships I get told that I am not able to ask for any support due to the fact that I am living the dream everyone else wishes to live. Well I can promise it’s not all just beautiful landscapes and pretty pictures. 

I have given up my house for a tent,

I have given up my car for a pair of hiking shoes,

I have given up my bed for a blanket on the floor, 

I have given up my family and friends for a community that doesn’t understand me,

I have given up breakfast and lunch many days so I can afford to take my dogs out and have fun,

I have given everything up to live my life,

I made the choice to reach for my dream and I live it.

Is it always easy? No

Can I manage to survive here? I don’t know.

Do I struggle to put food on my plate? Yes.

Do my dogs ever go hungry? No. 

Do they ever stay at home? No. 

Would I change my life? No. 

If I am asking for support, it’s not because I am looking for an easy way out, it’s not because I want you to feel sorry for me. It is purely because I am not able to carry on posting those beautiful photos, it is because I can’t give my dogs the most amazing experiences 

I ask for help because everything I do here I do it to help and change the world for dogs. And I don’t ask them to pay me for that. 


Why do you wake?

I live to be alive. The ultimate feeling of life is to feast, to drink, to have relationships, to discover both the external and internal worlds. I live so I can love. I hurt so I can love again. I wake up so I can fill my day and once my body is tired I rest my head to prepare for the next. 
I wake because I was given a gift. I wake because I have the possibility to wake. 

I wake because I believe there will come a day where life will be peace, where all heartbeats will be free, where the world will live on love.

Freedom, the miss understood concept.

Freedom 
Freedom is a very loosely understood word. Lots of spiritual teachers and philosophers have looked into freedom with regards to our beings. What does it mean to be free? 
I had a definition of freedom that I feel is still pretty strong with regards to a ‘being’ being free. It goes, “Freedom is a state of nothingness, held by unconditional love for ones self and their surroundings.”

To be free of stress, one has no stress. To be free of cancer, one has no cancer. To be free of work, one has no work. Free is seen mostly as not having. Freedom would then mean that it’s not having anything. All aspects of life are free. 
What is freedom to you? Not having to go to work every day I order to pay for food and a place to live? Not having debt, debt gained by needs that are materialistic? Not having religious restrictions? Not having racial restrictions? Not having gender restrictions? Not having any restrictions?Not having reason to want something?

Freedom In a general sense is the ability to live life without having someone else controlling what you do. 
Freedom is impossible to achieve, why? Well it’s a creation of the system to give us the understanding that freedom is different from being alive. When we look at the general idea of freedom(as written above), it is closely linked to the definition of being alive. We are all working towards being alive? 
The system creating a goal to be alive? That would cause great failure in the support of the system. Creat a well knit web of miss understanding and make all look to that as the goal.

Breaking down whether being alive is a given thing or if it is something that one needs to achieve nowadays. 
A man who is in ICU on machines that are breathing for him, keeping his heart beating, regulating his vitals but he is in a coma. Is this man alive? It is hard to say, or maybe we just don’t want to say it. No, he is not alive according to me. He is incapable of doing anything. Without the machines he would enter the process of decomposition. Can one be present in this world and not be alive? Yes I would say so. Look at most of us humans, we are being supported by this machine but are incapable of doing anything on our own. Are we alive? What makes us any different from the man in the coma? Since being alive is a must, to control the population they change the definition slightly and give it a new name, Freedom.

Freedom and being alive are sort of the same thing, well then what would freedom mean if we all had achieved being alive?
Freedom is a state of life where one lives without “sin”(lust, greed, gluttony, anger, pride, sloth) Out of religious reference, Freedom is a state where one lives in peace with the mind, heart, soul and universal energy. 

“Freedom is a state of nothingness, held by unconditional love for ones self and their surroundings.”