Open your heart

Sometimes things connect in unexpected way. All things move in a circle.

First three sentences in an Aaron Neville tune I was listening to a few days ago —
Close your eyes. Take a deep breath. Open your heart.

The Humane Society of Charlotte opened their hearts to one little guy they named CASSIDY. As in Hopalong. He was picked up as a stray by Gaston County Animal Control. Fur so horribly matted twisted and curling inwards around one leg from untold days and nights of abuse and neglect that amputation was necessary.

This little guy already has a new home. Props to you guys. Honored to know you.

"Everything the power of the world does is done in a circle.
The sky is round and I have heard that the earth is round like a ball
and so are all the stars. The wind, in its greatest power, whirls.
Birds make their nests in circles, for theirs is the same religion as ours.
The sun comes forth and goes down again in a circle. The moon
does the same and both are round. Even the seasons form a great
circle in their changing and always come back again to where they were."

"The life of a man is a circle from childhood to childhood, and so it is
in everything where power moves. Our teepees were round like the
nests of birds, and these were always set in a circle, the nation's hoop,
a nest of many nests, where the Great Spirit meant for us to hatch our children."

Black Elk, Holy Man of the Oglala Sioux 1863-1950 Sphere: Related Content