Good morning my dear ones! This is a day of rest
and a day of pleasure for many of you. It is also a day
in which you count your blessings and see that they are
many. I AM Sananda, and I come to share with you a story
about a dog and his master. This story is one that
defies logic, yet is so true to the human knowing that
it is not to be denied.
upon a time there was a dog with a long shaggy coat and
big brown eyes. This dog roamed the countryside and was
into many things, many forests, many rushing waters, yet
his coat never became tangled. He always looked as if he
had just been groomed, and his face bore that
day he came along a cliffside, and sitting on the ground
was a man who looked to the skies and lamented his
plight in life. He in his heart was deciding whether to
jump into the sea, and end his life, or to go on back to
the village and his meager existence as a barkeeper in
the local Inn.
dog came up to him and with his tail wagging, licked the
manís face. The man turned and snuggled his nose into
the soft fur around the dogís ear. He felt a jolt of
lightning pervade his body, and with a start he jumped
away from the dog.
dog shifted his weight, and with a great sigh, he
lowered himself onto the manís body, pinning him to
the ground. The man struggled, but alas he was not able
to move away. He was only able to wiggle his fingers and
toes, and this he saw no use of.
the dog shifted his weight again, and the man managed to
get his legs loose and his arms, enough so that he was
able to embrace the dog and snuggle his legs close to
the dogs belly.
stayed as such for some time, and then something began
to happen. The dog licked the manís face again, and
with that the man held tighter to the dog. With great
disgust the man felt great sobs erupt from his throat
and out of his mouth into the still morning air. The
sobs continued for several minutes until finally they
turned into great bursts of laughter.
man thought of where he was and what was taking place,
and he laughed. He thought of how it must look to any
passerby, and he laughed some more. He thought of how
good it felt to be this close to this warm bundle of
love, and his laughter turned into convulsed peals of
derision that somehow appeased his weary soul of any
the laughter and mirth were spelled, he then fell into a
deep sleep, and with that silence came a new peace about
his sleep. He dreamt of a far land in which he walked a
great distance. He saw himself in that land surrounded
at his destination with a whole village of people who
gave him their love and their money. He saw them all in
their homes with their meager food and belongings. Then
he saw himself in his own home, large and ornate with
lavish furnishings, and a feast laid out on the table.
then saw that he lived alone in that mansion, and that
he had no neighbors to comfort him in his times of
loneliness. He saw that when the villagers who loved him
and gave him money came together and celebrated their
love for each other, they did not invite him, for he was
so rich already. He realized that perhaps they were far
richer than he.
he then gave up his mansion and lavish life to become a
pauper. He tried to make friends with the villagers, yet
they recognized him as their tax collector, and they
bowed at his feet for he had supplied them with the
needs of life with the taxes he gave them.
knew that these needs were met, and that he was under no
hardship to supply them for the money far outreached
what they cost. So he had become rich on their money and
their love. He then gave over the rest of the meager
riches to them, for they needed less than he did.
this man who lay here on the grass with this large dog
upon him, knew why he was feeling this despair. He knew
that he did not realize his worth, and measured it in
money and goods. He also knew that in order to realize
his worth he was to go within and feel what was there.
Then he was to go within and see what was in the
villagers, for it was the same thing that was within
him. He also knew that to bring wealth to himself, he
would also intend to bring wealth to the villagers, for
there was enough for all.
rose, and finding that the dog was no longer there,
looked around. Nowhere was there a sight of the dog, nor
a strand of his fur on his clothes. He knew that this
dog had been a gift to him, a gift of a glimpse into his
past and the allowance of the truth to come forward.
he ran into the village and into his place of
employment. He threw his money down on the bar and cried
to those there, ďIíve money enough to buy you all
want you want; and then Iíve riches enough to buy you
more. Why, Iíve enough to supply you all with anything
that will make you comfortable and at ease in this life.
All I need do is love you and embrace you, and share
myself with you. All you need do is accept what I give
you, and see that I am sincere.
ones in the bar looked at him and wondered who he was.
He came out of the blue and told them something that
they liked. Then they welcomed him into their embrace,
for they recognized that he needed a friend, and that
there was something about him that told them he was
sincere. It was as if he carried a secret with him, and
that that secret could be revealed if they just welcomed
him into their midst, and loved him.
a dog came sauntering into the bar in the late afternoon
sun. He was a large dog with a long shaggy coat. This
coat looked like it hadnít been brushed in years, so
full of thorns and mettle it was. The man took this dog
into his arms and cuddled him close, wetting its coat
with his tears. Then the dog sat down beside this man
and he never left his side again. The man brushed him
and groomed him and fed him well. He took care of this
dog with all the love and sincerity he could muster, for
this dog was his friend and savior.
man lives today in the hearts of all those who knew him
in those days, they remember the dog who came in and
befriended the man. They see that dog every year at the
same time, for that dog is never seen at any other time,
except by that man who took him into his heart.
when you see a large dog with a long shaggy coat come
your way, invite him into your heart and your home for
he has a gift for you. You are a rich man and you are in
need of a gift of love and truth. And perhaps you can
just give him the same.
are those who see a gift and welcome it home to their
hearts, for they are never poor with the love that they
feel. They are home, and they welcome you into their
you dear Master Sananda,