Hi! I’m Kelsey. I’m a Certified Professional Coach, Human Design Guide and House Therapist. My intention for this publication is to help you remember who you really are so you can experience a joyful, easeful, abundant and wicked fun life. I also write about gluten-free whole food plant-based cooking at Find Your Awesome Sauce.
Dear humans,
I want to tell you a little story about a puppy who manifested her best life.
Tashi joined our pack this summer. She’s 2, just ten months older than Zumi. Yes, we are a little bit crazy. And yes, our chaotic little family is absolutely wonderful.
Tashi’s life didn’t start out with lots of ease. She was first adopted by a couple that wasn’t prepared for an energetic puppy. They named her “Ashley” and kept her in her kennel most of the time. As she rested her head against the side of the kennel, creating a permanent crease in her ear, maybe she dreamed of having a mom and a dad that loved to snuggle with her. Maybe she dreamed of having a little big brother—someone younger than her, but big enough to play. Maybe she dreamed of running and jumping and twirling and being chased. Maybe the contrast she experienced helped her launch these beautiful rockets of desire.
As she dreamed in her kennel, Ashley became scared of the world outside of her kennel and showed her fear by snapping her teeth. By the time she was one, her adoptive parents had decided that she was too reactive. They brought her to the vet’s office to be euthanized.
Luckily, Dr Liv (Zumi’s mom’s mom) was working that day and she asked the couple to sign Ashley over to her. She took Ashley home and fostered her for nine months. And in those nine months, Ashley became “Ash” and Ash learned to snuggle and Ash got to play with so many other dogs. Ash was happy, but she wasn’t in her forever home.
And that’s when she came home with her best friend Zumi and changed her name to Tashi, which is a whole other story—one that I guess I’ll tell right now.
After a few weeks with us, Ash wasn’t responding to her name so we talked about changing it. We wanted to keep it close to Ash to make it easy for her. Pete suggested “Tosh.” I said, “how about “Tashi”? And then I looked at Tashi and asked her, is your name Tashi?” She ran to me, looked me straight in the eyes and started jumping up and down. And so her name became Tashi.
But there’s more to that name. When I was a toddler, I couldn’t say, “Kelsey” so I called myself “Tashi.” Decades later, I was reading a book about a Tibetan Buddhist monk and he met someone named “Tashi,” which, the book explained, meant “light” or “good fortune” or “lucky one.”
Now, Tashi lives with us—a mom and dad who love to snuggle with her and a little big brother who loves to play. She’s happy. We’re happy.
But there’s more: Every morning, this lucky girl wakes up so excited to be alive! She jumps and spins to celebrate the brand new day.
Here’s my wish for you: May you wake up as excited to be alive as Tashi does. May you be so excited for a brand new day. May you be so grateful for another opportunity to bounce around this life in a human body. May you know that you’ve manifested your best life ever.
I love you.
Love,
Kelsey
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Omg reading stories like this make my heart melt 💓
I LOVE hearing about "bad" dogs that aren't bad at all, they just have bad (or ill-equipped owners). This was sooo meant to be! Thanks for pointing me to this one.