It is hard for me to put into words what is happening right now… and at the same time, I feel I need to share it.
Maybe you already know Onyx, our Belgian Shepherd – rescued from the street at 4 months old, now 3 years old.
He is an incredibly powerful, physically strong dog, and at the same time so sensitive, wise, and gentle like a *papacho*.
From the very beginning, he has pressed exactly those emotional buttons I least wanted to feel.
Not gently or carefully , but with full force.
For 3 years now, we have been walking through processes together – inwardly and outwardly.
With him. Through him. For me. For my son. For our animal family.
And then, four weeks ago, we did this walk in the country side near my house. Onyx on the leash, right by my side.
And out of nowhere, another dog attacked him. Fast and bad.
What followed, were several vet visits, where I was told it wasn’t that serious.
But Onyx didn’t get better and he was constantly in a lot of pain.
Almost four weeks later, I found out the truth: a bone injured and a tooth from the other dog – deep in his leg.
What followed was a complex surgery with a long, large scar in Cusco (2hrs from where we live). Back in Urubamba, Onyx needed daily wound care with new vets, as the previous one stepped away from responsibility.
And then yesterday, that moment again, where my intuition was so clear. I said to the vet: “Make the bandage tighter and longer. Please check again.” But he thought he knew better.
He said everything was fine and healing perfectly.
But during the night, Onyx opened the wound and turned it into a desaster. I tried to stay keep him away from licking until the morning – despite having a strong cold and his angry reactions because of the pain he was in.
Now he is back in the clinic in Cusco. Financial pressure and time challenges trying to push me to my limits.
But I am here and I am breathing.
I am holding strength and space for both of us, knowing he is now in good hands again.
On one level, I could say so much – about mistakes, about responsibility, about what didn’t go well.
(And yes… a part of me is soooo angry.)
But on another level… I feel, that I am being called to stand even more clearly in my POWER. To walk step by step in this power that flows through me. To trust my intuition more deeply, to truly embody and EXPRESS it.
Not to shrink, when things become uncomfortable.
I don’t know how this story will unfold. But I trust it will end well.
We are not giving up.
And we will grow from it even more.
Right now, I am still sitting in a café in Cusco, writing… and sharing:
I am held by something greater than me.
Especially by my ancestors. By this quiet, deep force that is present even in the darkest moments. I know they give me this endurance, this hope, this trust.
And I am deeply grateful for my friends who support me, whenever I need them. We are tribu.
And I want to let you know, that this is not only for me, but for all of us. No matter, how dark and painful, desperate something may feel for you these days, you are not alone. You are always held!!!
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