February 2020: My time at a dog shelter in Northern Sicily

The dogs’ morning salute to the sun

Sicily, February 10, 2020

The mystic secret mind of dogs glows in the morning enclosure. I enter a zen-like state as I go around cleaning the grounds. I can sense every dog without looking at them. We are all threaded together in a deep silence. This connection to animals has followed me since childhood, and super-ceded my relationships to my own kind. I have struggled through anxiety and depression in my life. I learned to speak to dogs. The language they speak is like waves of light through the body. The body is porous and the light drifts through. There are no walls.