Just try to keep me down, because it is not going to happen as I have to walk my invisible dog named God.

The wonderful Corrine Kuan took this photo of me mid-flight, about 8 years ago. I was 59. I am celebrating mid-flight today. The suspension of time. A friend was grieving today because their inspiring friend died.

I say,”Do not dwell on the loss, but celebrate the life, the lessons that are there for us to learn.”

We have no idea of how long we have to live, how long we have to love, how much time we have to take flight. Perhaps your time in the air is mere seconds. But perhaps your time on this planet is also mere seconds in the scheme of things. What a glorious time those seconds are.

I was up again today around 4:57. I get up because there is so much to do. Even if the doing is to just do nothing. “Nothing” is very important. “Nothing” can breathe life into art, beauty and possibilities.

When we are gone, (and we will all be gone one day), what do we want the world to remember us by? I want to be the guy who keeps doing all the things that he enjoys, making other people laugh, holding each other tight, moving forward.

Where to now? That is what I am going to say. What is left to know? Losing the shackles of worrying about what other people think. Who cares? Keep moving. Search actively for that pearl, that spark, that kiss.

It is 6:01. Time for me to walk my invisible dog. Time to look at cats like I did last night on my invisible dog walk

What was this black beauty thinking about sitting in the middle of the road?

What was this porch sitting cat thinking about, as they stare out to the street? Guarding the house? I doubt it. Just being in the moment. That is what I think. I looked at the cat for awhile. It did not move. Just like the black beauty in the middle of the road. Just like my invisible dog.

I’ve told you about my invisible dog. After dog-sitting my favourite daughter’s dog, Marty, and my brother-in-law’s dog Scarlet, I thought,” why stay at home and sit? I need to get up and get out and walk, if only to get my steps in. If I need a dog to get me up from the couch, then by Dog, I will have to walk my invisible dog.

Does he or she have a name? Invisible dog: thy name is God. God the Dog.

I am walking my God. Walking my invisible dog named God. He/she/ they are chill and fierce. They are here and gone. They go to hell and back, to yell and show their pack how to act.

The words are out there. Hiding in plain sight. Waiting for you. Waiting for me. They have all the time in the world.

Us?

Mere seconds in the air.