A wise man, that Ferris Bueller. In a way, Ferris was tromping around with me this morning at dawn, jogging through the bush with my trusted canine companion Neli as we spooked a deer and then settled in at the waters edge for a break, watching an eagle dive for breakfast in the crystal blue water. Later, we paused a moment on the trail to chat with a pack of 5 greyhounds, all rescued from a racing life and now with their new, more compassionate companions. Man, those dogs had some stories to tell.
"What have you learned from life," I asked.
"Listen to me; no matter how hard you run, you can never catch the rabbit," the greyhounds reflected. "And even if you should catch the rabbit - get this - it's not even a real rabbit, what a let down."
"Really?" I asked. "A fake rabbit, all this time; that's harsh. And the lesson?"
"Look man, just get off your treadmill, what ever it is. That is the lesson, you have to find your peace elsewhere - just look around, man. Look around."
Those canine words of wisdom resonated in my mind along with the diffused inverse image of the mountains on the lake. Words to live by, I thought.
John Muir once said, "In every walk with nature, one receives far more that he seeks." Words as true for me today as they were for John Muir 100 years ago.
John Muir, Ferris Bueller and greyhounds; I think they would have dug each other. And Neli; everyone digs a Doodle.