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Breakdown

Dec 02 2014

Relationships and I am still here at Blyss

There is much death, death impending, death far away.  But death is ubiquitous because one never knows when it will touch down.   But until it does, there are many ways to avoid it, although one of the best methods may be running in circles.

Within two years, I lost all of the original Blyss Borzoi and my husband, too.  Although I struggle hard to accept these events  I cannot do so without performing behaviors that I have been informed by physicians are harmful to myself.  It’s because my heart aches for these losses, and for all of the things for which they compensated.  But in our own ways, “we all walk the long road.”  Something got away and we keep chasing it.

In Hounds of the Steppes I write:

Eternal Hound, please, to be wherever you are!

My heart belongs to one lost long ago

Lost to the Hounds’ most open space

With blinding sun by day and dazzling stars by night…

‘Tis light, after all, a sight-hound’s true friend,

‘Twas light drove us apart…. and left me behind.

I could but stand by and watch her fly to the chase

And pray, a vision eternity cannot erase,

Having lost so much and so far the way.

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That is just one of the ways I look at all this death around me and try to understand it.  But that was then and this is now.  Now is the time to bring new things together and be future oriented.

 

 

 

 

Written by Lorene · Categorized: Borzoi, Depression, Dogs, Family Lilfe, Grief, Love, Opal, Paris · Tagged: Blyss Kennels, Borzoi, Breakdown, Casanova, Death, Dogs, Friendship, Illness, Life, Love, Magnus - Majenkir O'Blyss Magnus, Mikhailya; Majenkir; Karen Staut-Cartabona, Opal, Paris, Puppies

Jul 17 2014

Blyss Memories: Blyss Kennels

Memories come in many forms.  Some are images that float in your mind.  Others are recollections triggered by events such as anniversaries.  Others are reminisces you experience by things such as lost photographs that you suddenly found or  something that may have happened once that you had completely forgotten about.  For me, many happy memories are recalled by watching borzoi in the conformation ring because I can recall their dams and sires, and their dams and sires that went before them as they go around.  Often, they are related to the Blyss Borzoi.

Lorene with Mikhailya and puppy Tresor
Lorene with Mikhailya and puppy Tresor

Today, my memories take me to a place called Blyss Kennels.  It resided in a beautiful home at the top of the first ridge of the Watchung Mountain range in Mountainside, NJ.  Cut into the side of the mountain itself, it’s landscape was intimately immersed with nature and beauty.  There I learned so much about dogs and borzoi.  I was privileged to have that special opportunity in my life.  Looking back, those are the most enduring memories I have, not the unhappiness others bestowed.  That part, sadly, was life’s doing.  When, after 2008, I chose to live a life immersed in borzoi, I later realized it had the unforeseen consequences of healing me, a balancing of the scale, from the insidious poisons that only those closest to your heart can administer: Betrayal! In the end, my Blyss Blog is not about me.   I am but a looking glass by which the Blyss Borzoi  are reflected, and that is how I tell you their story.

Written by Lorene · Categorized: Borzoi, Depression, Dogs, Family Lilfe, Friendship, Grief, Joy, Love, Original Blog, Suburban Landscapes, Suburbs, WatchungReservation · Tagged: Blyss Kennels, Borzoi, Breakdown, Death, Dogs, Friendship, Mikhailya; Majenkir; Karen Staut-Cartabona, Opal, Paris, Puppies, Suburban Landscapes, Suburbs, Tresor, WatchungReservation

Jul 16 2014

A Blyss Fear and How to be Strong Again – Poem

Lorene with puppy Tresor, Ebony & Paris 2008
Lorene with puppy Tresor, Ebony & Paris 2008

One day you awaken and lean into a beam of light that guides your steps – day –

You lean toward it harder in another measure – night –

To find your dreams and destiny

Though others strive to steal your treasure.

I live by resilience and faith to compensate

for that which others have robbed me with some success – betrayal

For others, oh them, they will be so envious.

Written by Lorene · Categorized: Family Lilfe, Friendship, Joy, Love, Meditation, Morals&Ethics, Original Blog, Poetry · Tagged: Breakdown, Death, Friendship, Life, Love, Poem, poetry, Values, Writing

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