Losing our kitty from this one particular world.
I am posting this with a childhood picture, since this is how we (I) feel with the loss of a pet. I feel about 5 years old.
It is a long but not unfamiliar story. Our Spunkin kitty, age 14 or 15--who knows for sure?--has made her transition. She had gone to live with a loving friend, as we have been away from our house. Spunkin could not have picked a more wonderful midwife for her next adventure. Here is the email from Diana who held her on her lap and read to her from Moondust while Spunkin peacefully rowed her rowboat, breathing in, breathing out, outward and away...
"We buried Spunkin today. Jack dug a hole right beside a church birdhouse! It is a sweet space, surrounded by iris and other flowers in the spring and summer and Mary says lot of critters scamper around the area. She thanked Mary this morning. I placed her in my box that I had had sacred objects in. She is on the blanket that she layed on here under the bed - always warm. I put in with her an acorn and heart shaped nut casing from your land, a small white quartz rock, a feather I found in NC (dove I think), sage for the 4 directions, a toy that you brought and we placed some small,beatifully fragrant fir bows in with her as well. I placed the sweater you brought on top of her and the bows on that. I read the Rumi poem With You Here Between and we stood for a few minutes just appreciating her joyful energy that was dancing around. Then Mary and I went inside and Jack buried her. It was quite touching and lovely and I know you were there as well.
She really filled my heart space and even though I know she is still there, I really miss her soft fur and those amazing eyes."
Thank you Diana. Please stay close!
Thank you Spunky Spunkin. Safe and joyful travels!
LOVE breaks my heart.
To that, Rumi says, "Shatter my heart to create a new room for a limitless love."
Thank you Rumi.
It is a long but not unfamiliar story. Our Spunkin kitty, age 14 or 15--who knows for sure?--has made her transition. She had gone to live with a loving friend, as we have been away from our house. Spunkin could not have picked a more wonderful midwife for her next adventure. Here is the email from Diana who held her on her lap and read to her from Moondust while Spunkin peacefully rowed her rowboat, breathing in, breathing out, outward and away...
"We buried Spunkin today. Jack dug a hole right beside a church birdhouse! It is a sweet space, surrounded by iris and other flowers in the spring and summer and Mary says lot of critters scamper around the area. She thanked Mary this morning. I placed her in my box that I had had sacred objects in. She is on the blanket that she layed on here under the bed - always warm. I put in with her an acorn and heart shaped nut casing from your land, a small white quartz rock, a feather I found in NC (dove I think), sage for the 4 directions, a toy that you brought and we placed some small,beatifully fragrant fir bows in with her as well. I placed the sweater you brought on top of her and the bows on that. I read the Rumi poem With You Here Between and we stood for a few minutes just appreciating her joyful energy that was dancing around. Then Mary and I went inside and Jack buried her. It was quite touching and lovely and I know you were there as well.
She really filled my heart space and even though I know she is still there, I really miss her soft fur and those amazing eyes."
Thank you Diana. Please stay close!
Thank you Spunky Spunkin. Safe and joyful travels!
LOVE breaks my heart.
To that, Rumi says, "Shatter my heart to create a new room for a limitless love."
Thank you Rumi.