The Starving Dog

When life puts a starving dog in your path

You have a choice

To kick its teeth in, out of revultion

Or to feed it

 

Deep inside each of us are a Black dog and a White dog

The White dog is love and comes from our memory of innocence

The Black dog is fierce and comes from abandonment, abuse and neglect

 

To heal spiritualy you must pick up the Black dog

And even though he snarls, foams at the mouth and bites at you

You must love him

For he is your Black Dog

 

I was a starving dog once

 

==Marty Wilde 2017

2 thoughts on “The Starving Dog”

    1. Actually Shirley Morgan told me the stuff about the Balck Dog and White Dogs when I first came to Browning back in 1991. Did you know her? Serious Medicine in that lady……..

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