During the course of my lifetime, I've had the privilege to take care of quite a few fur babies. I've had 8 dogs plus their babies and 6 cats plus their babies too! A bunny, a guinea pig, hamsters, gerbils, 3 turtles, 1 Frog, and more birdies than I can count. Throughout it all, I have received such a vast amount of love and pure adoration from each and every one of them, that today I wanted to mention the most valuable teaching I have received from loving and grieving them. This is a different kind of Mother's Day tribute, dedicated to all of God's Creature people out there. And we'll include the Fur baby Dad's too, because knowingly or not, through loving their pets, they also have invoked the Great Nurturing Spirit within themselves, the awesome feminine power!
This past Friday, my daughter made the somber decision of putting her (our) precious dog Kahluah to sleep, after a long illness. The aftermath for me was one of contemplating the various pets that have called me mom ( yes I talk to them)! With each one I have had the opportunity to have our last "talk" where I've given them my blessing and permission to leave me, even though it always broke my heart. There's always so much quiet joy and peace afterwards when I feel their loving presence all around me. It's truly been a comfort during trying times.
Many years ago, around 1990 or so, I lost my Xena, a beautiful Doberman that we had for 9 years. She was regal in her stance, so much so that I sometimes would call her Horsie, Horsie, and she would come prancing over to me. I have beautiful memories of her still.
Well, after her death I felt a loss so deep that one night I dreamt that I was back in time. Somewhere around the Civil War era or at least in the 1800's. I was attending a huge gathering with thousands of people. The place was packed, and there were just as many horses attached to hitching posts as there were people. Imagine the scene with me here. I am walking to where I believe I hitched my horse, with the dust from people on their horses kicking up a storm as they leave and obliterating my view. I continue walking up and down each aisle if you will, and I can feel the panic begin to build up in me, fearing that someone has taken my horse! I move from walking to running, aisle after aisle.....no horse! Now I'm frantic and crying out to her..... When suddenly a horse turns her head around to look at me, and when our eyes meet (I can see them still) I instantly recognize the soul in those eyes as my Xena! With no words spoken, a message comes into my Heart of Holies saying to me, "LOVE NEVER DIES!!!! And with that, reunion takes place. Dearest Lord, thank you for loving me enough to show me the way out of my ignorance. With and through you , I am made whole and anew!
This has stayed with me from that day and will forever be seared into the temple of my heart. Sweet rest dearest Kahluah, play with you brother's and sister's in Rainbow Bridge, until we meet again! Love Mom
Copyright 2012 by Mercedes Calderon. All rights reserved. This material may be copied and distributed subject to inclusion of this copyright notice and my blog themysticnextdoor.blogspot.com
This past Friday, my daughter made the somber decision of putting her (our) precious dog Kahluah to sleep, after a long illness. The aftermath for me was one of contemplating the various pets that have called me mom ( yes I talk to them)! With each one I have had the opportunity to have our last "talk" where I've given them my blessing and permission to leave me, even though it always broke my heart. There's always so much quiet joy and peace afterwards when I feel their loving presence all around me. It's truly been a comfort during trying times.
Many years ago, around 1990 or so, I lost my Xena, a beautiful Doberman that we had for 9 years. She was regal in her stance, so much so that I sometimes would call her Horsie, Horsie, and she would come prancing over to me. I have beautiful memories of her still.
Well, after her death I felt a loss so deep that one night I dreamt that I was back in time. Somewhere around the Civil War era or at least in the 1800's. I was attending a huge gathering with thousands of people. The place was packed, and there were just as many horses attached to hitching posts as there were people. Imagine the scene with me here. I am walking to where I believe I hitched my horse, with the dust from people on their horses kicking up a storm as they leave and obliterating my view. I continue walking up and down each aisle if you will, and I can feel the panic begin to build up in me, fearing that someone has taken my horse! I move from walking to running, aisle after aisle.....no horse! Now I'm frantic and crying out to her..... When suddenly a horse turns her head around to look at me, and when our eyes meet (I can see them still) I instantly recognize the soul in those eyes as my Xena! With no words spoken, a message comes into my Heart of Holies saying to me, "LOVE NEVER DIES!!!! And with that, reunion takes place. Dearest Lord, thank you for loving me enough to show me the way out of my ignorance. With and through you , I am made whole and anew!
This has stayed with me from that day and will forever be seared into the temple of my heart. Sweet rest dearest Kahluah, play with you brother's and sister's in Rainbow Bridge, until we meet again! Love Mom
Copyright 2012 by Mercedes Calderon. All rights reserved. This material may be copied and distributed subject to inclusion of this copyright notice and my blog themysticnextdoor.blogspot.com
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