Playing with 65-lb, Beagle-Lab mix, Ginger is holy, sacramental even. Throwing her, thankfully, indestructible rubber tennis ball, brings her total joy. It gets this hermit out of himself and into the moment, which is, indeed, sacred ground.
Ginger teaches me about unconditional love; it simply doesn't take much to make her content and joy-filled. She reminds me that simplicity of life frees one to live it freely and truly. She doesn't dwell in the past or get lost in a fantasy-filled future. She is a creature of God and celebrates this by being who she is, right now.
Now don't get me wrong. We humans cannot simply live in the present moment until we have faced and let go of our demons from the past, forgiving others and self where necessary. Too much of contemporary spirituality acts as if one can simply forget the effects of the past dwell in some instant bliss. Not so. We have to go through various experiences; emotions not expressed show up in a myriad of other ways in our lives if not expressed. Once faced, these experiences form the unique tapestry of who we are.
The more we do this, however, the more we can become like Ginger, alive in the moment simply being who we are meant to be, alive in God through the power of the Holy Spirit, walking in the Way of Jesus.