Pups mother not doing too well

Yesterday, I took Gabbar for cleaning up and to bring back the mother. She was on the table with an IV drip. Seems she could have some gastrointestinal issue, high WBC count, was vomiting and had diarrhea. Will check up today again.

She saw me or heard my voice and stirred and perhaps tried to get up. I came away with Gabbar without meeting her. Hang in there, dear one. Don't think i have forgotten you, I know times have been tough with the pups and my focusing on them, and often holding you back lest you snatch their food, or when you bite them. Both you and Raja have been neglected since the pups were born.

This also reveals the fickleness of love that the mind/false self creates. How love can jump from one object to another as the mind pleases. The love of the mind, no matter how much one may exalt it, is still a selfish self-serving one. It serves only the false self, and ultimately hurts the loved.

No doubt the two pups will grow up and not be like I imagine them to be, and I envision them. They will be entitles in their own right. And suddenly my mind will again, in an instant, change loyalties. Suddenly I will distance myself from one or both, and align myself with someone else. The mind seems to always be running away from pain, and that pain is created by itself and is itself. The pain is the mind. The mind seems to be always running away from itself, and it does so by playing various games which can never work since they are mind created.

The best thing is to come back into the Now, to remain as the background.

All conflict is created by the mind, so it can fall into the trap of judging, condemning and fighting the conflict or injustice or troublesome situation.