Author Archives: Diana Rankin
Piper Makes a New Friend
I made a new friend. His name is Rusty. We went for a long walk together. He’s older than me. He’s bigger too. Rusty isn’t my only doggy friend. I’ve also made friends with Murphy, Juno, and Vinnie. Rusty and … Continue reading
Love and Our Sacred Wound
Love brings us together with our soul mates, those we’re drawn to via chemistry and mutual attraction. We often forget that love also brings us the sacred wound. What is a sacred wound and what is its connection to love … Continue reading
Piper Rescues Mom’s Socks
I’m a hero. Mom says so. That’s ‘cause I saved her socks. From Lily. She’s my cat sister and she tried to steal Mom’s socks. But I saved them. It was really hard too. Here’s what happened. Mom put her … Continue reading
Who or What Is God?
If we ask, “What is God?” as opposed to “Who is God?” our deeper listening gives us a different answer. In our language, we have reduced God to a pronoun. By doing so, we have created God in our image … Continue reading
Lost and Found and Other Dimensions
I lost my pen. One minute it was in my hand, the next minute it was gone. It dematerialized. Poof. Vaporized. I didn’t actually see it disappear. It was more that I used it to scratch chai tea off my … Continue reading
Piper’s Big Decision
I love food. I get really excited when I see Mom going into the kitchen to fill up my bowl. And I get really excited when she walks the bowl over to my eating place. I have to sit before … Continue reading
Piper Goes to the Doggy Spa
Mom took me to the doggy beauty parlor, and then she left me. Alone! Well, okay, not really alone. There were other humans around and other dogs too. But Mom deserted me. Just handed my leash to a stranger and … Continue reading
My Mystical Experience Inside an Egyptian Pyramid
This is a mystical experience I had while in Egypt. It was several years ago, and yet I can return there in memory as though it was only a few hours ago: Inside the Great Pyramid of Giza, I climbed … Continue reading
Piper’s Misbehaving Leashes
My good leash acted up yesterday. It jumped out of Mom’s hands when we were walking back from getting the mail. So, I told Mom to let my good leash rest. Maybe we had been walking it too much. “Let’s … Continue reading