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An animal lives in the arms of God. We take our nourishment from the Mother - for while we cherish our physical food, it is the food of our heart that keeps us connected. We are woven into the body of life and we know that we are not separate from it. Thus every movement is sacred. Every breath is God breathing. Every motion, every lick and every sigh is the orchestration of a grand dance - a dance in which we know ourselves as the grand dancer and we know ourselves as the movement.