Millie and the Most Important Thing of All (Warrior Poet Mental Yoga 177)

Millie (age 9) said “So, what is marking? How does someone mark a pet or a person?” and after a sparked involuntary chuckle, Jody’s body gradually recessed into the corner of the sofa and seemed to brace itself for whatever might come. As she did so, her expression whispered to me “well here we go you madman, this ought to be good. . . are you really going to have a college graduate level discussion with my baby girl on behavior and psychology?. . . I can’t even imagine how this is gonna go, but I guess I trust you, you crazed and certifiable lunatic.”

After a long and detailed conversation of what needed to be said and discussed to answer Millie’s question appropriately, she tilted her head to the side with playful comprehension and triumphantly inquired of me, if such a thing can be done, “So, you should never mark anything with fear, right?”

And my smile refused to be caged by any constraints as I replied “That’s right Millie. You got it, you got it! You never mark anyone or anything with fear. It is not easy and it can be very very hard not to accidentally do, but you should never ever mark anyone or anything with fear. That is the most important thing of all.”

Cribb          2017

The Real Dog, Child, and Everything Else (Warrior Poet Mental Yoga 176)

Pretext Note: I am a veterinarian and I have come to believe that comparative analysis of  the parallels between human to pet interaction, human to human interaction, and isolated human behavior to isolated animal behavior, is extremely helpful in illustrating and understanding the root causes of obsessive compulsive disease (drive disorders), mental instability (anxiety, fear responses, bully behavior), and egocentric projective delusion (the misunderstanding of the reality of the situation/disorder which prevents appropriate assessment and intervention/correction by external authorities as well as the victim themselves).

It is unfortunately true that many, if not the majority of, pet owners have little idea or minimal understanding about the genuine and undeniable behavior of their dog (pets in general). Pet owners are often masterful at creating and projecting intentions, motivations, and feelings onto their dog that simply have no foundation or basis in objective truth and behavioral analysis. I am not saying that it is easy for anyone to achieve the enlightened state of genuinely understanding behavior (over the projected distraction and confusing glitches in our own psyche). It took me a very long time (43-45 years in fact) that had to be coupled with an enormous amount of effort, awareness, intellect, observation, introspection, and a supreme desire to see beyond the pervasive satiating delusions that we all tend to be infected with from birth. It also took some luck at being fortunate enough to come into contact with someone who is exceptionally gifted in understanding behavior. My behavioral observations and conclusions have been challenged extensively by my own critical scrutiny and they stand solid and true in repetitive conclusion and application.

The most common response I receive from pet owners when I try to explain the true behavior of their dog is knee jerk denial and often scornful skepticism. Instead of listening and contemplating, being appreciative for the expertise of my words and explanation, most seem unsettled and agitated by the truth because it doesn’t fit in line with their preferred misperceptions and assumptions about their dog. In essence, the information I provide often shatters the illusion of what the owner has rewritten their dog to be for their own perceptional comfort. The rarer dog owner embraces the reality and revelation about their pet with appreciation and often good hearted humor. The more common dog owner honestly seems to dislike having to confront the reality of the situation even when such is required to address/treat a problem which they have come to me to inquire about.

This same misperceptive projecting glitch and egocentric delusional rewriting of another also occurs with many parents towards their children.

This same misperceptive projecting glitch and egocentric delusional rewriting of another (others) also occurs with many in regards to everything and everyone else.

It is always tragic, for such projective delusion blinds the perceiver from ever experiencing reality outside of their own head. Additionally, a dog, a child, a mate, a socioeconomic class, a foreign country, and whatever other entity, can never be seen, appreciated, understood, or stabilized/aided until such projective delusion and egocentric rewriting is shed from the perceiver’s soul.

Cribb          2017

Cleaving a Soul (Warrior Poet Mental Yoga 174)

Our parents


the entirety


our innate existence


the miraculous wonder


our own conception,

cleaving our souls

into two or more,


we could even





This statement is my version or evolution of an original quote by Robert Bly. His original quote reads “Our parents rejected who we were before we could talk.” The quote is made in reference to the “shadow” aspect of our divided soul/psyche. A short quote from A Little Book on the Human Shadow (1988) reads:

The drama is this. We came as infants “trailing clouds of glory,” arriving from the farthest reaches of the universe, bringing with us appetites well preserved from our mammal inheritance, spontaneities wonderfully preserved from our 150,000 years of tree life, angers well preserved from our 5,000 years of tribal life—in short, with our 360-degree radiance—and we offered this gift to our parents. They didn’t want it. They wanted a “nice girl or a nice boy.” That’s the first act of the drama.

Unshut Up, Uncalm, and Unplop (WPMY 122)

Sitting in a CE (Continuing Education) with a roomful of others veterinarians, it is more than apparent to me and probably everyone else in the room, that I “suffer” from ADD or ADHD. I’m not trying to be disruptive or rude or distracting to anyone else, but the lecture is moving so slow, with much irrelevant minutia commentary and focus on obvious givens/knowns, that it is extremely hard for me to listen with continuous interest and intrigue. I wonder if the practicalities and true “message” of the lecture to the attendees, even crosses the minds of the lecturer and the majority of the other veterinarians. Don’t mistake my opinion, the lecturer is very knowledgable and at times, the information she is presenting is very relevant and intriguing, but this intrigue is buried in such boring, sauntering, and basic knowledge, it isn’t even funny. It feels like I’m sitting in a remedial class on veterinary cardiology where all the attendees arrived on a short bus. The crowd in general seems fairly happy and content, and I am happy for them, but they also make me feel like I’m sitting in my highschool class again, having thoughts, questions, comments, and observations in my mind that most of them can’t even begin to fathom. We all sit in a veterinary governing mandated CE that in this case is sponsored by a corporate owned national veterinary hospital chain, a corporate owned national laboratory company (same as the chain…oh yeah!), and a big pharmacy corporate company, but the innocent, kind, and knowledgeable face presenting the “respectable info” on stage is a veterinary specialist from North Carolina State University, an institution of higher learning. Nope, no,no way, nada, no entangling alliances in this lecture hall. Nothing to ever worry about here how veterinary medicine continues to be bastardized and centralized with such pretty velvet gloves. But, I’m probably just the ADD, ADHD kid, who is having a hard time listening and behaving like all the other good cattle. I should “relax and take something overridingly positive from the experience.” The funny thing that most don’t suspect is that I will. I will take significant positives from the experience. This commentary does not contradict such a thing, except again in the minds of most of the cattle. I process the positives and the negatives, the yin and yangs, the good, the bad, and the ugly. I see them all dance together in my mind, changing partners, speeding up and slowing down in their contributions, and all adding to the total transformation of the dance floor. It all just makes it hard for me to sit still, and not stretch or sway, back and forth, and have my mind reach for more interesting and relevant info. I wonder how many drugs they would use to shut me up and calm me down and plop me in the corner these days if I was still a young boy in school. You can’t disturb the herd. You can’t disturb the ranchers who protect, and fatten, and slaughter the herd. You can’t even be yourself in silent swaying opposition. I believe that the ADD and ADHD (whatever you want to label them) children are graces sent from God to deliver the world from its current state of madness; to restore natural order. Unfortunately, the herd and the ranchers just can’t take a chance that might allow that to happen. Well, who knows how the battle for and against natural order will end. I certainly have my theories. In the meantime, I will continue to watch and observe and stretch and sway and let my mind continue to expand and reach for the relevant and the intriguing. Maybe, just maybe, along the way, I can unshut up and uncalm and unplop, a few like minded souls; souls, who might be just as foolish as my swaying self and also ADD/ADHD enough to try and help save the world. I hope so.

Cribb          2016




A Little Girl Becomes a Woman (LvsS 215)

A little girl has been raised

without her parents instilling in her

a proper sense and understanding

of the appropriate boundaries of respect and responsibility.

This all too common failure of parenthood,

occurred over a prolonged period of time,

during the crucial developmental stages of the girl,

in a variety of direct and indirect destabilizing parental behaviors.

One day,

the little girl’s unbridled selfishness that has been fully enabled and potentiated

by her parents incompetence,

manifests itself in full blazing glory,

when she overtly disrespects her mother

in a combination of ignoring her and eventually, yelling at her.

The mother responds by telling her daughter to go immediately to her room for timeout,

so that she can rethink and reset her bad behavior.

Before the little girl takes the first step towards her room,

she screams at her mom,

“You’re the worst and meanest mommy ever, I hate you!”

The little girl grows into an adult woman

without any additional stabilizing psychological growth or true understanding

of her selfish and insecure

adaptations and misperceptions.

One day,

her boyfriend who loves her devoutly and genuinely,

and has proven such beyond reasonable measure,

calls her out appropriately on some of the disrespectful and inappropriate behavior

she is directing at him.

And no matter how clear his words are,

no matter how sincere his proclamations of love and empathy,

no matter how much time and effort he takes to explain his concerns,


and thoughts to her,

all she can do is say

“You’re the most unrelaxed, demanding, critical, abusive boyfriend ever.”

Cribb          2016

More Than Blood

Sometimes, I would carry one or both of them to their bed. I might bounce or playfully plop them on their mattress or a on a huge mound of stuffed animals, to see and hear them erupt with laughter and giggles and glorious grins and smiles. They would often jump back into my arms or grab onto my hand or try to topple me onto their bed with them. They would eventually get tucked away under a blanket or snuggled up in the “baby” (stuffed animals) mound and tell their stories of a rose and a thorn and a bud. I would rub their feet or tickle their toes and joke with them in funny voices while they told their stories of the day. And after I had been there for some time, it also became normal for me to stroke their hair or gently scratch their heads to help them relax. I would kiss them both goodnight, gently on their foreheads or on their most exposed temple, and as I would leave their room, I would say “I love you” to both of them or “Goodnight little loves, I love you, sweet dreams.” It isn’t just a story. They became my daughters, as much as, if not more than, blood……and sometimes my tears won’t stop when it hits me, over and over, that I may never be allowed to ever see them again.

“Jeffey”          2016

Warrior Poet Mental Yoga 22

The Truth of Measure by Children and Dogs

Interestingly, if you want to see if there is a disconnect between the stabilizing structure that a person states they are capable of implementing and the actual structure, or lack thereof, they are actually implementing, you can look directly at their children and their dogs. The children and the dogs instinctually know a bluffer and false words without consequence or true intent mean nothing to them. I might even add that the more words exchanged, especially in front of others, in such a situation tends to correlate directly with the lack of truly implemented and defined structure. Pure and simple, the measure is seen in the behavior. Such a lack of stabilizing structure radiating from a person will be identified viscerally by a child or dog, and will be accurately identified as weakness and a force that they should attempt to dominate. If these attempts are not balanced by the parent or owner, if instead the parent or owner over-dominates (instilling a fear response permanently in the psyche of the being) or under-dominates (spoils, enables, and encourages further egocentric unbalanced behavior) the child or dog, significant behavioral disorders will inevitably infect these creatures and most often remain with them for the remainder of their existence.

Cribb          2014