Loss of Pets

jackspark · Loss of Pets

A New Message From VERONICA

Loss of Pets

"The physical environment offers an intense participation of energy not felt anywhere else. Often the lightness of one's spirit becomes entangled in all of the drama, making one feel burdened and isolated.

The representation of energy in physical form has great impact upon others whether it is arriving or leaving. The ones left behind, so to speak, feel the absence of energy and respond to it often dramatically.

Enter the animal with its unique ability to remain unconditional in the worst of circumstances. Pets as well survive the end of physical life, move into spiritual arenas, and reincarnate.

Know that these experiences are valid and important just as those of the human nature. A dog or a cat are different vibrations of energy participation in their own evolution. Often they are more advanced then their human counterparts. The same animal may reincarnate repeatedly with the same human to assist in their ascension.

One only need to look deeply into a pet's eyes to know that this is true.

Be assured that reconnection is in place regardless of circumstance. You will participate again with them.

The connection is stronger, sometimes more profound, than a human one.

Animals lack the ability to be judgemental, selfish, or unloving. All of the drama is meaningless to them. It is only the connection with you that is meaningful.

They allow themselves to be tortured, abused, and rescued so that humans will get the lesson.

They will return.

Without doubt."

-VERONICA

misstux

I know absolutely in my heart this is true. I was sitting in my chair at work sobbing because I was getting ready to move Scout into Dusty's old stall and Dusty came to me and told me that we had been together many times before and would be again.

whudson

Nancy, I just read this from Veronica and came here to post...you beat me to it. Thanks...this helps me soo much in my situation. My poor dog needs a new body but in order for that to occur I will have to enable his release from this one...can I give him that gift?

jackspark

Yes Wanda, you can. I remember holding my girl and telling her it was ok to go and that I'd miss her. She wouldn't give up and agree to go; I believe she stayed for me and I let her. I finally had to get the courage to help her. Soon it'll be Patty's time and your boy's too. They'll wait for us

We'll have a big, non-physical Human-Golden love fest

whudson

whisperingwindfarms

I have felt and seen Moochie on many occasions since he died in 2004. We are all part physical and part non-physical while we are here in this form. So are our animals. Our souls are always connected - our souls are The Universe. So in that sense, any animal we have loved is never gone from us just as we are never gone from him or her.

Esther Hicks says quite often that she has a better relationship with her father now than she did when he was in physical form. I love that!

The reason we resist sending them on their way is because we miss them in their physical form so much that it feels unbearable.

Moochie brought Bucky to me. They have so many of the same issues and are quite similar in personality. I can see that now. I certainly couldn't then.

Abraham says that a soul never goes backwards (my words, not theirs). My interpretation of that perhaps is that those of us who love them so much were once horses. Yeah. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

jackspark

4theloveofjake

When I was a young child I used to play horsey alot with my friends. I was always the one who was the horse

NOBDOY in my family likes horses and we lived in the city soooo..........I'm stickin with your story too Erin !!!!
I was always crazy bout' them ! For my eighth birthday I told my Mom I wanted a horse or a hamster. Eight hamsters come and gone later I still longed for a horse

As far as pets coming back, I swear my little minpin Angel is my lab/retriever mix Brandy come back to me. Brandy was with me thru thick and thin for 16 years. They are so alike and VERY faithful to me. I believe it !!

whudson

A friend sent me this poem..thought it was fitting...and beneficial to share..

If it should be me..

If it be I grow frail and weak,
And pain should wake me from my sleep,
Then you must do what must be done,
For this last battle can’t be won.

You will be sad, I’ll understand,
Don’t let your grief then stay your hand,
For this day more than all the rest,
Your love and friendship stand the test.

We’ve had so many happy years,
What is to come will hold no fears,
You’ll not want me to suffer, so,
When the time comes, please let me go.

I know in time, you too will see,
It is a kindness you do me,
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering, I’ve been saved.

Do not grieve that it should be you,
Who has to decide this thing to do
We’ve been so close, we two, these years,
Don’t let your heart hold any tears.

Author unknown

jackspark

Thanks Wanda, hope you are hangin in. Ethel and Koko had quite a run last night and their coats are still clean and shiny

whudson

merle

Last week I was in a foul mood as I was getting ready to leave NC to go to NY. My father passed away two years ago, in the will he left the house to my mom and two step siblings. The house was to be sold and the profit split between the three of them. A few weeks ago the house went under contract and the contents of the house had to be emptied. My parents had a home in Alabama, which is where my mom now lives. I was not looking forward to the trip - very long, potential for a lot of stress...

As I was getting ready to leave NC I lost a bracelet. Decided that it was a good indicator of my vibrations and that I needed to change that or the trip would be the same. As I was leaving I was thinking about what was making my mood so foul. I realized that whenever I travel I bring one of my animals with me. Typically I travel with a dog, but other times it has been with my mule. This trip I was going solo. So I decided to ask my dog that passed last year to go with me. I just sent the thought out there and I asked for a message that he was with me.

I left NC and meet my mom in TN at my brother's house. That way we could ride to NY together. The night at in TN I had a lucid dream, my dog had come trotting across the living room and jumped onto the couch where I had been sleeping. I was surprised and in denial, I remember thnking it cannot be him. I looked him all over and came to realize that it was him. I was beyond estatic, grateful and gave him a huge hug. It makes me cry thinking about it, the overwhelming joy of having him with me again was an amazing blessing. Then I woke up and felt so blessed to have had that dream to know that he may not be with me in a physical form, but he was still with me. Gosh, I love that dog so much.

The first day in NY I came a cross a picture of him in my mom's photos. It was a picture of just him, taking up the entire photo, looking beautiful, healthy and regal.

The trip has been going well, busy lots and lots of packing but going well.

appellativo

what lovely uplifting stories you guys, thanks for sharing!