• faith,  fat soul theology,  process theology,  spirituality

    Dogs, Gardens, and Fat Souls

    This morning I patiently watched my 18-year-old dog, Munchkin, make her rounds through the back garden. She moves slowly; she’s blind and deaf; and, ever since she walked straight into the garden pond late one evening, she requires supervision each time she goes outside. I have had to adjust my life to make time to wait on her as she eats, as she walks the garden, and as she checks all the important spots in the house. She also waits. She waits by her chair until I show up to pick her up and place her in it. She waits when she finds herself stuck in a corner or behind…