Blessings from our beloved Shelter
 The puppies loved the kids & vice versa |
 Prema, Denise & Hari - Warriors all |
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 Chootskilla |
 Feels good |
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 Don't worry little one |
 Oh yes. The Indian bucket bath |
This poor guy was probably in a fight
He was about ten years old. Across the field from the Shelter. Dr.Raja, supervisor Raja, and Pandi went out.
He probably got hurt in a fight. His intestines were hanging out. It was an awful wound. Dr.Raja later said he was in a lot of pain. He was on top of a six foot wall when they got there. It can be a problem to catch a ten year old, wounded male monkey. They first had to establish a relationship with him.
Establishing a relationship
Dr. Raja gave him two injections before catching him. First a sedative. Then anesthesia because he was going to need emergency surgery. He had lost a lot of blood. And his condition was life threatening.
Already sedated, now injecting the anesthesia
*** Catching him ***
Come, old guy
To the shelter
Healing touch of Dr.Raja
He was given painkillers and anti-biotics right away. An i.v. during the operation that lasted 1 ½ hours. Dr. Raja stitched five layers of skin and muscle. He was critical for four days then moved solidly into life. The wound was so gruesome, none of us expected him to live. But live he did. Convalesced for two weeks—good food, love--he bonded with Sekar and supervisor Raja. Then he was set free.
The next to last video in the cage is just before he was released. The last, just after his release. (We didn’t get a good video of his release). You can hear Vishwa saying, “Have a nice time. Enjoy.”
Healed. Ready to go
Freedom!
Bless you Dear One... May you be blessed, guided, and protected... Om Namah Shivaya.
Baby turkey with fractured wing
Baby turkey. About 20 days old. Brought in by owner.
Fractured wing. Pain killer. Antibiotics. Cleaned wound. Bandaged. Gave owner pain killer and antibiotics to take home.
Called a Turkey Snuggle
Protection and blessings to you Dear One Om Namah Shivaya
This guy had four badly infected paws
This guy had badly infected paws. His territory was around I-Way cybershop. They called the Shelter. Prem and Prakash went to get him.
The first video is of Prem bringing him thru the front gate. It must have been a weekend because you can see how busy the clinic is.The second video is of him on the outside examination table. I try to relax him. And he responds…a little. His eyes soften some, but you can still see concern on his face.
Thru the front gate
He's a little concerned
It was a bad fungal infection. On all four paws. Dr.Raja cleaned the wounds. Gave him injections for bacterial and fungal. He was put into a pen in intensive care. Had to stay there two weeks while the infection had a chance to start healing. He got a lot of love and attention, but it was still hard for him.
Then he was released into the garden where he could run free. Treatment was bathing the feet every three days, and applying ointment. Fungal pills every day.
Kept him for another two months while the infections completely healed. Set him free in his territory, where everyone was glad to have him back. He was very, very happy. Bless you Dear One. May all Beings benefit.
Sweet Jackie was attacked by four ruffians
He has a nice temperament. But four dogs passing by jumped him and he got a bad back wound. Murugan called us. His territory was around I-Way cybershop. Pandi and Kanagaraj went out to get him.
He was pretty shaken when they brought him in. We gave him a lot of loving and reassurance. Dr.Raja gave him a painkiller. Anti-biotics. And stitched the wound. And he stayed with us for two weeks.
 He was pretty shaken |
 Thank you, Dr.Raja |
The first video shows one of the people who love him that came in just before he was released. Clearly happy to see her…The second video shows him prancing around in his territory when we released him. Very, very happy to be home.
Glad to see her.
Even more glad to be free.
Blessings dear Jackie. It was very nice to have you. Enjoy your young life. Om Namah Shivaya May all beings benefit.
These three Little Ones were just released from their initial quarantine
The reason I’m including these videos is that it’s very cute the way they built up enough courage to make their way out of isolation into the clinic. You can hear Dr.Raja softly whistling to encourage them.
In this video they are in the stall with the gate closed.
About to be let out.
The gate is open. Dr.Raja is trying to coax them out.
Come on out, Sweeties.
They finally make it to the clinic... At least until Radha barks and they scamper back.
Made it to the clinic.
Trying to build up enough courage to re-enter the clinic.
Starting over.
Thank you all for being You are sweetness, purity and innocence Bless you. Bless you. Bless you.
Not one well rescue…but two
Why two? On one, the video is of spectacularly poor quality. On the other, no video coverage. Both are engaging. Either could have stood alone. But….
Prakash... A long way downThe first is with Prakash. A lot of water in the well. Don’t know how the dog got stranded. There might be a path part way down that we can’t see. Don’t think he could have survived a fall the full distance. The poor guy was stuck down there for several days before word got to us. Prakash came down the path on the far side and swam to him. Then back. Kanagaraj was waiting. Took him up the path. Brushed him down a little with his hands. You can see how happy he is to be free as he trots off. You can hear Dr. Raja whistling to call him back….Forget it!
Swimming the Channel
The second is with Vishwa. We call him the Martian because an Earthling couldn’t do what he does. Vishwa had gotten word after the poor guy had been trapped for two days. It was a dramatic rescue. Deep well. He went down the rope that you see going down the side. It would have been amazing to see him coming back. Two ropes side by side were used. Vishwa on one. The furry one on the other. They went up side by side. Vishwa guiding him. I mean he’s not exactly a little puppy. When they got to the top. Vishwa put him on his side and gently massaged him for a while. Gave him some food….Then we have the final shot as he’s heading back to his life of freedom. Someone might be watching over him and helping. He was pretty nourished and healthy.
 Vishwa the Martian |
 A little tenderness. A little nourishment. |
 Freedom! |
Blessings Dear Ones. May your paths be good ones. May you have good lives. May you progress nicely….Blessings. Blessings. Blessings, again. From Da’ Guys at the Shelter.
Recently born baby could't walk
This baby was about a week old. He was born with an incomplete formation of his joint.
Only a baby
Dr.Raja operated. Lasted two hours. He cut a contracted tendon, and he removed the joint capsules (bone covering) which allowed him to straighten the leg. It would be stiff but he’d be able to use it for walking. It was the difference between life and death for him.
Thank God, he can have a life.
He was brought back ten times. Every third day for the first two weeks. Then weekly for four weeks. The recovery was not one hundred percent. He could use it, but limped.
Blessings. Blessings, Little One. With love. Om Namah Shivaya.
Letter written to Swami Muktananda of Ananda Ashram in Kerala
We had been open almost two years. It was one of those periods where I was crossing difficult inner and outer terrain. I was depleted. Went to Ananda Ashram in Kerala for five days to try to replenish. This letter of gartitude was written on the last day. I gave it to Swamiji just before I left.
Swamiji is the Spiritual Head of Ananda Ashram. He is the lineage holder of a line of Great Beings—Papa Ramdas…Mataji…Swami Satchidanda. He was commanded by Swami Satchidanda before he died to head the ashram.
There is nothing like Ananda Ashram in all of India. It is known for its Heart. And its generosity.
I have included the letter to give you a sense of part of the inner struggle one goes thru to help lift suffering from the Voiceless Ones. I think most that have completely focused on the Work go thru it in their own way.
Om Namah Shivaya
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November, 2008
Dear Swami Muktananda,
Back in my room after your teaching.
Not sure where to begin. I wasn’t going to talk to you about this. For I felt it wouldn’t help and I didn’t feel that I could convey to any being what is going on in my Heart of Hearts and how desperate I am.
I’ve been blessed in this lifetime with extraordinary perseverance and diligence. The flip side of that blessing is that I am a cosmically slow learner. I can go through things again and again without getting the lesson. My sadhana (spiritual work) is not an elegant one. I don’t really get purified through insights. God deals with my stubbornness and stupidity by hitting me again and again as I persevere. And finally collapse. Then I painfully pick myself up from the ashes and again, slowly, begin moving. But somehow I’m aware in those times, in that process, that inner garbage has been blasted away. There is more spaciousness in my mind and I am closer to my Heart.
I am doing the Shelter because I “cannot not do it”. Enjoying. Being happy. Or unhappy…has nothing to do with it. I know that I am supposed to do it. I know that if I didn’t, many, many “Voiceless Creatures” would go through unimaginable suffering. And in my Heart there is no way—no matter what—that I could walk away.
I have given it everything I have in me. There is nothing left. I feel bankrupt—physically, emotionally, psychically, and spiritually. What lays before me is an incredibly complex set of things to do. Some almost overwhelmingly difficult. I shall not retreat, but at this point I don’t have the strength to do it.
Your teaching today filled me with Light. With hope. I will pray, for the first time in my life, from the bottom of my Heart. And it is the bottom. He must do it for me.
I tell you all this in deep gratitude. With a vastly deepened caring/love for you.
I lay this gratitude/my Heart at your feet. Knowing it is He who must rescue me.
I am so sorry I am leaving. But I must return to do the Work. You have all the blessings I am able to give you.
I am so glad you are there for me. And for the many.
With love, Leslie
She adopted and nursed seven little ones that had lost their mother
This gal was hit by a rickshaw. Her back was broken. She had five recently born puppies with her when she first came in. They all died. She adopted this litter of seven who’d lost their mother.
Sleep soundly Little Ones.
May you be blessed, and blessed, and blessed dear Mom. Om Namah Shivaya.
Leslie’s extemporaneous talk to the Staff
This is a talk I gave after a puja.
Several very short videos are included taken prior to the talk. They give a sense of the spacious, loving energy in the Shelter. The devotion of our Staff…That energy…That love…Is what goes to our beloved Voiceless Creatures.
Puja
Giving prasad
Giving prasad
Our beloved Staff
The talk, itself, is eight minutes. In it’s simplicity, it’s deep and indicates the level of awareness of our Staff. They’re never told anything just to improve morale. We don’t deal with morale that we feel is superficial and manipulative. We deal with relationship, Heart, and depth.
Many of you may prefer to skip this one.
The story of Ranjita -The essence of Devotion and Purity
It’s the story of a creature with an indomitable will to be set free. She couldn’t be coaxed or bought by anything we did to soften her…Affection. Food. Companions…Nothing could dissuade her from wanting with all her Heart and will to simply be freed. It took three months of treatment before we could release her. I’m convinced that if we had kept her the rest of her life, she wouldn’t have surrendered. ’Til her last breath she would have remained aloof.
She was gentle. Soft. Never aggressive. Not afraid. She wasn’t depressed. She ate well. Her energy was strong. She was liked by the other dogs. But she never acknowledged their advances. She never acknowledged the care and loving of our Staff.
Was it a desire for Freedom itself? I think not. More likely, some person or creature on the outside whom she loved…So deeply…Nothing. Nothing, could ever entice her to give them up.
When we first got her she was basically in good health. But she looked so awful. Smelled so terrible. Almost everyone would have avoided her. Most just chasing her away. To be in the condition she was in. There must have been one person who cared for her. Who fed her. And who gave her solace…..Her Beloved!
 Oh, Ranjita. |
 Poor, poor baby. |
So unhappy. This is a story that should be told. Ranjita's Loyalty and Devotion Are a tuning fork of Purity for all of us. Please... Continue reading.
