"The Politics of Dogs" Where you don't need to be a genius to train your dog, just a little bit smarter than your dog!" TM
Tracy B Ann answers questions about dogs and cats, discusses interesting animal topics, speaks with guests, reads poetry, plays music that you won't hear anywhere else, and generally just speaks her mind as she has a habit of doing. It's fun, informative and the hours fly by!
Listen to Tracy Ann's radio show, "The Politics of Dogs," broadcast on Tuesday mornings from 9 am to 11 am CST. This program is broadcast worldwide via the internet. You can listen online at www.radiofreenashville.org. You can also find out how to listen via your cell phone when you visit the site. In Bellevue you can hear it at 98.9 fm. All over Nashville you can get the show on Comcast's channel 10. Set your TV on channel 10 and enable SAP. You will see the picture of the TV show but hear WRFN.
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A Poem That Sums Up My Philosophy (oddly enough)
The Dog Has Run Off Again and I should start shouting his name and clapping my hands, but it has been raining all night and the narrow creek has risen is a tawny turbulence is rushing along over the mossy stones is surging forward with a sweet loopy music and therefore I don't want to entangle it with my own voice calling summoning my little dog to hurry back look the sunlight and shadows are chasing each other listen how the wind swirls & leaps & dives up & down who am I to summon his hard and happy body his four white feet that love to wheel and pedal through the dark leaves to come back to walk by my side, obedient.
A Poem For Greta
The True Love
There's a faith in loving fiercely the one who is rightfully yours especially if you have waited years and especially if part of you never believed you could deserve this loved and beckoning hand held out to you this way.
I am thinking of faith now and the testaments of loneliness and what we feel we are worthy of in this world. Years ago in the Hebrides I remember an old man who would walk every morning on the gray stones to the shore of baying seals, who would press his hat to his chest in the blustering salt wind and say his prayer to the turbulent Jesus hidden in the waters.
And I think of the story of the storm and the people waking and seeing the distant, yet familiar figure, far across the water calling to them. And how we are all preparing for that abrupt waking and that calling and that moment when we have to say yes! Except it will not come so grandly, so biblically, but more subtly, and intimately in the face of the one you know you have to love. So that when we finally step out of the boat toward them we find, everything holds us, and everything confirms our courage.
And if you wanted to drown, you could, But you don't, because finally, after all this struggle and all these years, you don't want to anymore. You've simply had enough of drowning and you want to live, and you want to love. And you'll walk across any territory, and any darkness, however fluid, and however dangerous to take the one hand and the one life, you know belongs in yours.