"Who can know what effect our smallest acts of kindness may have on others? Perhaps the most important contribution of Mother Teresa, who serves the most destitute and neglected, is that she instills in those who have been abandoned the realization that they too are loved."
~ Sant Darshan Singh Ji Maharaj ~
Panda Pig's Peace Sanctuary exists so that abandoned, neglected, sick, and dying guinea pigs may experience that they, too, are cherished and loved!
Jerry B. is mom's best friend she's known the longest and it was Jerry who actually fashioned her life's path for her, unconsciously. They met in 1975, after mom moved to Atlanta after a year spent meditating, half of it on top a mountain overlooking Arosa, Switzerland! Where - although she did not discover enlightenment - she discovered something betta: Toblerone White Chocolate.
Mom was maybe 18...Well, Jerry was an avid birdwatcher, folksinger, and genuine Woodstock hippie! When he and his friends, Steve and wife Sharon would take off down to the Okeefenokee Swamp or the west coast of Florida for EPIC birdwatching trips, mom just tagged along. She learned a lot about Jerry on their trips together, like how he don't like 'gaters coming up outta the swamp alongside the canoe he in! Mom saying: "Don't you HIT THAT THING with your paddle, you'll tump over the canoe and it'll eat ME, TOO!" But mainly she learned about birds. How to watch them. How to discover the world around her through them
And when she became a wildlife photographer and outdoor writer and environmental educator and blah, blah, and more blah, it was always with the memory of those early days mucking about swamps and dark, shadowy places beneath overhanging moss that inspired her.
One day Jerry sent this picture to mom. She used to give him photography but when she stopped that she started drawing funny pictures. Who knew he kept them? When he sent her this pic - and we may have posted it - hard to know without a memory, but he sent this and kept saying, "You need to sell your work."
So, tonight she finally making those guinea pig cards she been talking 'bout ad nauseum and missing Jerry. Not too long ago after someone really hurt her feelings, they were talking (he still in Hot'Lanta) and he said something she had never heard before from a guy, he said: "Awwww...Chana, I really wish I could've been there for you."
And that, dear friends, was the most beautiful gift of all.
"SSSSSSSHHHHHHHH! I AM GETTING CALM, Calvin dearest."
"Oh Dear, Can't LOOK! Hiding in my coffee cup till this is OVER!"
Mom just came home thrilled after talking to the owner of the farm store two blocks away (yes, they still sell chickens and goats, bunnies, and guinea pigs in downtown Bellingham!) about unveiling her new guinea pig card line for their Big Centennial Celebration that she thought was two weeks ago. It was mom at her best, wheelin' and dealing like the used-car, snake-oil saleswoman she is...
"Yup, gonna be really GREAT tomorrow, what time ya need me here?"
He says, "How about ten (a.m.) that would be fine."
She said "GREAT! SEE YA THEN!"
Question IS: Where are the cards, Mom?
mom: "SHHHHHhhhhhhhh! Not when I'm doing my YOGA! I'M GETTING CALM, CAN'T YOU SEE?"
And why would mom need to get calm? Perhaps...oh, mebbe just mebbe
BECAUSE SHE HAS ACTUALLY MADE NOT ONE, NOT TWO, NOT TEN, BUT NO CARDS YET?
COULD THAT BE IT?
I am hiding in my coffee cup...can't bear to watch...
Calvin the getting smaller as I hide Piggie
SHOUT OUT TO MS. A AND MARIFAN: "HELP HER! PLEASE!"