A good friend of mine works part-time and her husband is retired. Over the past five years, they’ve developed a dog-walking business in our 1,600-home gated community. Last Friday, they left for a much-needed vacation and birthday celebration for her (a weeklong cruise). They asked me to help walk three owners’ dogs while they’re away.
All three dogs get walked sometime between 11:30am and 1pm. I have to drive 5 or 10 minutes to each house. Each dog-walking outing takes about 10 minutes. It’s pretty easy and fun because I like dogs. Everything went like clockwork on Friday.
Yesterday, I had to start my dog-walking at 10:50am because by 11:50am, I had to start my one-hour drive to my daughter’s house, so I could babysit while she attended a 1:30pm meeting at her children’s school. I took MY dog with me, and we headed out of of my driveway at 10:45. First house: Easy-Peasy. Got to the second house right on schedule.
At the second house, I unlocked the door, went in, and was enthusiastically greeted by the two small older dogs. First thing I noticed was about a dozen small pieces of cottony stuffing all over the living room floor. One of the dogs had chewed a hole in a stuffed toy, which I couldn’t readily find. I picked up the fuzzies and put them on the kitchen counter. I picked up their leashes, hooked them up, and we all headed out the front door. I turned the lock on the doornob, pulled it shut, and started walking down the driveway. We walked past my car (in which my dog was intently watching me walking the other two dogs), then we walked down the street and into a common area that was a bit slopey and full of autumn leaves. After taking care of business, we walked back home.
As we approached the front door, I reached into my pocket and couldn’t find the house key! It and the key to owner #1’s house were on a small cloth (blue rectangular) key fob. I thought I remembered putting the key fob in my jeans pocket as we were leaving the kitchen. And that’s why I had felt OK about locking the front door.
My first reaction was “Uh-oh! I must have dropped the key while we were walking. I’ll bet it fell out of my pocket in that leafy area and that’s why I didn’t hear it. I’ll retrace my steps and surely find it.” I hurried back down the driveway, aware that my schedule hadn’t included any time to walk any dogs twice! But I stayed calm, I kept me and the two dogs walking, and I scanned the entire area. When I hadn’t found the key fob in the leafy area, we started walking back again on the street. My old blueprint urged me to (1) berate myself for being so careless and stupid; and (2) panic because I couldn’t put the two dogs back in their house and I HAD to leave for my daughter’s house in 30 minutes! I started doubting whether I had put the key fob in my pocket or instead had left it on the kitchen counter.
I felt VERY close to crying when my Subby reminded me about The Law of Relaxation, one of Seven Laws of The Mind that I had just read prior to my morning sit three hours earlier.
My relaxed, calm state of mind
helps me access infinite intelligence.
I immediately relaxed and thought “Relax! Subby knows where the key is. This is a pop quiz to see if I believe The Law of Relaxation is real. I just need to be a channel of service.” I then thought/decided to take the two dogs with me to my daughter’s house. I was supposed to walk these two dogs again between 5-6pm anyway because the owner doesn’t get home until 7pm. So I loaded them into my car’s backseat (with a relaxed mind and fingers crossed that they would get along well with my dog!), and drove over to house #3. Walking that dog went well, and I was able to depart for my daughter’s house on time.
All 3 dogs slept almost the entire hour-long ride to my daughter’s house. My grandkids enjoyed playing with the extra 2 dogs, and my drive back to my house was uneventful.
I got to the 2 dogs’ house at 5:45. I leashed them up, and we again walked the same route we had walked this morning, my eyes scanning for the blue rectangular key fob. Three-quarters of the way into the leafy area…
A double Eureka moment! I found the dogs’ house key AND I found a profound and eternal 100% belief in The Law of Relaxation.
Thank you, Subby! You DEFINITELY had my back on that one!