We don’t know what happened to Luna before she ended up at the animal shelter where we adopted her at 8 months old, but it was obviously not good. She was scared of literally everyone and everything except me. She’s gradually warmed up to both kids and stopped trying to protect us from Jesse, but it’s been a long journey the last 18 months.
Tonight she fell asleep on Jesse and stayed there for an entire movie and then some. And I don’t mean just, like, her head on his leg. She was 100% on him, cradled in his arms, totally konked out. Even after the kids got up to get ready for bed, she laid on him until he got up for “tuck-ins.” She’s never done this before. She has only recently laid on the other end of the couch while he was sitting there. This was huge.
What kind of bravery does it take to be utterly terrified of the world and allow yourself to learn to trust? What kind of bravery does it take to allow total vulnerability no matter what’s happened before? What kind of bravery does it take to risk love when you’ve been so badly hurt and betrayed before?
My dog is a fucking badass. So are you. I don’t know how you’ve been burned or scarred or hurt or disappointed, but I know you’re tough and you’re brave and you are loving and you are infinitely capable of doing that thing that scares the everloving shit out of you.
It’s okay if you don’t feel like a badass. I got you. If you need a shot of courage, let’s talk. I get people unstuck so they can live their life authentically, powerfully, and unapologetically. I’m on a mission to support 100 people in the next 100 days through powerful professional conversations focused on clarity and transformation. Book a free clarity call for yourself here: http://tinyurl.com/altitudeadjustmentintro (or share the link with a friend)
No bullshit. No toxic positivity. Just being brave together—you, me, and Luna.