The Dog and the Fence

You know that feeling where you have got yourself into a corner that you can't find your way out of? Me too...

Aug 03, 2019
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We were walking the dogs the other day, in a place where we often walk with them.

Our little brown dog ran off after rabbit and emerged on the wrong side of the fence. 

‘It’s Ok’, said partner, ‘he knows how to get out of there’. 

We walked on along the fence but the dog didn’t follow, so we went around another way and found that he was between two fences, running parallel to each other about a meter apart.  He still couldn’t find his way out.

‘He’s knows how to get out’ insisted partner, ‘we come here all the time’.

But the dog, on this day, at that time, couldn’t find his way out, he just ran up and down between the fences, looking at us, unable to get out.

‘We need to lift him out’ I said.

‘No. He can do it’ said partner, still calling to the dog.

I walked towards the fence, talking to the dog who wagged, but still couldn’t work his way out.

Then partner pushed through the undergrowth to the fence and scooped the dog up, put him down by our feet, ruffled his fur and then we both watched as he scampered off again.

And I burst into tears.

Not because I had been worried about the dog; I could see he was safe and knew we could get him.

But because I am sometimes that dog.  I sometimes fence myself in and can’t find my way out.  I might be really familiar with the fences; self-doubt, overwhelm, tiredness, unworthiness, fear.  I might normally also know full well how to avoid the fences or how to find my way out; phoning a friend, taking time out, yoga, walking, reading, rest.  But for some reason, on some days, at some times, I forget the ways out.  All I can focus on are the fences which feel too huge and long and endless and I just can’t find my way out of them.

And at those times I need someone to scoop me up with care and warmth and put me down where it is safe and where I am free again.

Because it doesn’t matter how well we know the path, or how good out navigation skills, or internal compass, or how good our survival strategies, sometimes, some days, we just need someone to reach out their arms and carry us home.

Julie

xx

P.S. If you need some help over that fence take a look here at my August coaching offer, I have a couple of spaces left.  Happy summer. 

Julie Leoni

Writer, Listener, Teacher, Dr

I am a stress and well-being coach who supports women to ask for what they want and look after their own needs so that they can hear their heart's call and live a more empowered and meaningful life. I draw on experience and training in bereavement, domestic abuse, mindfulness, meditation, yoga, Transactional Analysis and other therapeutic approaches to get you loving you. I have 2 sons who I love loads (and who sometimes drive me crazy). I'm a Barefoot Trained coach and I got a distinction for my post-grad cert in 2011. I have a PhD which led me to look at Emotional Intelligence in schools and I have a number of academic and professional qualifications in various types of therapy. I have practiced meditation since I went to India over 25 years ago and I'm currently training to be a yoga teacher. I have written a couple of books, I teach psychology and work with a large variety of coaching clients.

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