Animals in spirit.
I published this article on another website around a year ago, but recent events with animals that I have worked with have reminded me of it and so I thought I would share with you a heartwarming experience that I had on a winter’s day a couple of years ago. I have never had any doubt that when the physical body expires, just as with humans there is a place for animals in spirit. In fact the more animal communication work that I do I realised that many of our furry and feathered companions and even the scaly and 8 legged variety are here to help us through tough times, teach us and bring us messages that aid us on our life’s journey if only we care to listen to their whispers.
The day was cold, crisp with a bright blue, cloudless, sky and I decided to walk my dogs in the local woodland. There was dusting of frost on the remaining leaves, it was as if everything had been dusted with diamonds. We had been walking for about an hour and were making our way back to the car when I saw two men and a dog walking towards me. The men were dressed in tweed style country clothing one was wearing a flat cap and the other had a long wooden staff, they were deep in conversation. Beside the man with the staff walked a Black Labrador who was looking right up into the man’s face as he talked. I payed attention to this dog, as I do any other, partly because I just love dogs and would not wish to waste an opportunity to see one or even better interact with one! The other reason is to check the approaching dog’s body language to make sure it will be sociable with my own. However, this particular dog only had eyes for his human, it warmed my heart to see such an obvious display of love and devotion. There is absolutely no doubt in my mind, having worked with these animals for over two decades, that dogs feel love and what makes them such special creatures is that they love without condition. Humans could learn a great deal from our canine companions! My work with all animals continues to teach me what complex thinking, feeling and loving beings they are.
I continued to watch and admire the beauty of the dog, but as they approached the dog began to fade. The closer they got to me the more translucent the dog was, until when they were around 10 feet from me he disappeared completely and it was at this moment that I realised the dog was still taking walks with his friend from spirit. What a beautiful moment.
This was the first such happening for me (although I had seen and felt my own dogs who have crossed over) and it gave me goosebumps from head to toe. Those love bonds were allowing the dog to be with his companion for what was, probably, the thing that he enjoyed most during his lifetime in the physical world.
In my work as a Reiki Master and Animal Communicator I have been privileged to connect with many animals in the physical world, in spirit and as they transition. People are often shocked during the Animal Communication workshops that I run with Samantha Munro of Brightwater Reiki that they have been able to communicate with an animal using a photograph as a tool and when they share with the owner of the image their findings and are then told that the animal is in spirit it can be a life changing moment that has us all choking back the tears!
I think this poem sums it up beautifully.
I have not gone
You think I’ve gone, that I am dead, and life has lost its will,
But look around, I am right there, living with you still
I watch your tears, I feel your pain – I see the things you do
I weep as well, each time you cry, my soul, it lives with you
It gives such joy to hear you laugh, and do the things you do
And when you smile o’er by gone days, I smile right with you too
For we’re still one, just you and me, one mind, one soul, one being
Walking forward into life, though only you are seen
And in the stillness of the night, when the pain it really starts
Stretch out a little with your mind and draw me to your heart
For I am always right in there, always by your side
For you have been, all my life’s days, my joy, my love my pride.
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