In Loving Memory of …

So many people contact me for sessions with their animal friends either right after they have passed or when the animal is extremely ill.  In order to create a space where they can visit their friend and memorialize that life, I’ve offered this page.  Even if you have not had a session with me, please feel free to post comments below in honor of your special friends. 

In loving memory of Bunker, April 19, 1995-January 14, 2009.

 

Bunker

Bunker

On January 14th, 2009 we lost our beloved Chevalier Du Desert AKA Bunker. He was a Valiant, loving, deeply spiritual, and delightful dog. We feel blessed to have had him in our lives. He taught us patience, compassion, and so much more. He was always so full of life and ran like the wind. He was magnificent to watch and loved every single person and dog he met. Bunker had no enemies! Even when he could no longer walk, he showed more courage and more determination than I have ever seen. He always had a great attitude no matter how down he was. Even in his last few days of life when he was refusing food, he still tried hard to please us. He was so precious and he is missed beyond measure. I just cannot believe that he is gone. Everything I have been taught about death is screaming out at me…. I am a quantum physics gal and a Ramtha student and in these teachings, you find that nothing is solid, we are all energy… Death is but an illusion. People go to other dimensions other planes, so dogs and other animals must do the same. We just don’t have the eyes to see this. There are people walking around who are thousands of years old and could prove that a person can live forever in the human body, yet again-we do not have the eyes to see this phenomenon, that doesn’t make it any less real. We buy into the illusions….. That is why Jesus said, “The Kingdom of Heaven is within You”. If one were to master one’s own life, look only within and not outside for healing, etc.., we could live forever. The body is designed to never break down. My son, Ian says…..No one can “die” of old age, it is disease that you “die” from-unless a person is simply bored and decides to ascend. Depending on your belief system in your lifetime, is where you end up, but all in all, it is just another plane of existence. I am just wondering in all of this………….. WHERE IS MY DOG?????? My son says, Bunker is just taking a break from life. But I ask, When is he coming back? Bunker wherever you are, I sure hope you are happy, playing, rolling around in the grass, basking in the sun, and RUNNING LIKE THE WIND! You are a magnificent KNIGHT and wherever you are I bet you are a shining star. I love you for all eternity my brilliant friend. I won’t say goodbye, because I have this feeling, I will see you again!   Angela Elliott

 

In Loving Memory of Poser:

Seeing everything through a new set of eyes.  I’ve waited to write this since Poser’s passing because I couldn’t imagine how I could share the fullness and totality of what she meant to me or of who she was and still is.  As I talked with a friend this morning, my friend asked me how I was doing with the loss of Poser.  My throat started quivering and my eyes filled up with tears.  I don’t feel as though I grieve on a regular basis.  I go on with my days and experience a full array of feelings and thoughts as though any day was like any other.  But this morning when my friend asked how I was feeling since Poser’s passing I was surprised by the depth of my grief, of my sorrow and loneliness without her.  What I heard come out of my mouth is worthy of sharing about Poser.  What I told my friend is that I thought Poser came to me in my dreams last night.  I remember seeing her in front of me the way she was when she was here.  I don’t imagine her daily but I do think of her.  I don’t feel the loss of her essence and spirit because they are one with me.  But I do miss her physical presence and the warmth and healing she brought into my life – every single day and every single moment.  I told my friend that I have never known the depth of presence that Poser shared with me.  And this statement resonated in such a profound way as an ultimate truth.  It was the first time that the feeling translated into words and came out of my mouth. I know that words would fail me if I attempted to expound on this.  So I will leave it at that.  My dear friend, Poser shared with me something that sadly I think few have the honor and blessing to experience.  And as I just wrote that sentence what came to me is that what Poser shared with me might be like what God is.  The compassion and love and presence that is greater than any other.  This all helps me to understand a li ttle better what it might feel like for someone to think that in moving through the grief they might loose site of the deep love they feel.  But now I am realizing that moving through the grief actually helps to expand the love I feel and helps me to share with others the gift that Poser shared with me.  And, she not only shared this precious gift with me, but shared it in abundance with anyone who would accept it.  I feel in my heart that that’s what Poser wanted and still does want for us all. 

DZ Radza

January 1, 1977 – July 2, 2008.  Radza you will be deeply missed by Pat and your horse friends.  May you and they all find peace, compassion and justice as they process your untimely passing. 

 

 

 

  

“Barkley was my best friend, first child (after 2 terrible miscarriages) and all-around cool guy around a house of 3 little boys and 2 doting parents. He was the light of our lives and we all agree, our lives are a little bit better because we knew and loved him.”
In Loving Memory of Shaw
Shaw passed over at 6pm on Saturday 8/25/07. We made his last day special by taking him to his favorite place dogie beach. Thanks for reminding us how much he loved Lake Michigan. We had not taken him there since is relapse 2 years ago. We found a doggie beach that was more accessible for him. He even ran to the water. He loved his last meal of raw meat, oranges, and cacao. I always use an orange spray in the house and he would lick his lips, so I guess that is why he wanted oranges. Knowing that maroon is his favorite color I wrapped him in a maroon towel as he was being injected. I know that he was ready to go, but waves of sadness still enters my body. At the beach so many people wanted to hear his story and told us about his strong will to live, to which I could only be silent knowing that it was his last day. Thanks again for making this so much easier for us.  –Bonita, Chicago, IL
Shaw’s Last Words
Shared in an Animal Communication session the day before Shaw died: “The circle closes and so it becomes whole.”  He also led me to this final quote by Black Elk: “The first peace … is that which comes within the souls of men when they realize their relationship, their oneness with the universe and all its powers.”
Rosie passed in Fall 2007 when someone fed her a poisoned carrot.  She makes frequent appearances in Animal Communication Workshops.  Several students have noticed a white horse galloping rapidly around them when they invited any animal to come through for communication.  Rosie’s characteristic excitement in life flows through in her desire to help people recognize deeper connections with all horses.  She especially wants to fight for the rights of wild horses and those who live in less than nurturing conditions.  Thanks and Blessings, Rosie!
In Loving Memory of Grace …
an excerpt of Robin’s “Letter to Gracie”:
 

I was touched by the way you began to watch me, to watch for my car, and me to show your enjoyment in my company. I loved kissing your delicate eyelids, those almond shaped eyes. I loved watching you ease into the tiny scratching I’d do for you around your lids. I loved to smell and touch your nostrils with my nose. Just like KoKo, the gorilla, I liked to play the game, Blow. I loved to softly exhale into your nostrils while you inhaled and wait. My returning breath, warmed by your lungs, filled with your essence, came back to me with a touch of the universal; the breath of life itself. Even now, I melt into your sweet horsy smell, your baby soft nose, holding your image still and quiet in my mind, my secret place of peace and calm. I loved to see your enjoyment when I massaged your sweet spots; like the itchy place on your withers, your bumpy little belly button, the crusty space between your teats, that puffy place inside your ears, and that soft spot between your hind legs where the muscles roll together.

The most deeply rewarding aspect of our relationship is our soul-filled connection, from heart to heart, breath-to-breath, one being to another. Both initially somewhat fearful, we learned to trust and to love one another, until for me, riding without the bridle became an expression of that safety. I am so glad you allowed me to canter bridle free on our last rides together. It was so much fun! …

In Loving Memory of Riley, Dearest companion of my beautiful friend Electra Jung:

“it just confounds me to think how someone can come into your life and by small things, day by day, make such an impact and touch your heart so deeply. how did it come to be that i am so fond of this creature with wise eyes and so very struck with sadness that he is now gone. there was something otherworldly about him, but what he had to contribute to our lives was so simple and eartlhy – he was just there, reliable and protective. i could count on him and trust him (and thats more than I can say about humans). he was compassionate and loving and above all regal. he is my teacher. …

“Our remarkable boy has found his peace in the company of nature and wild things. He rests in the grace of the world…he lies in the shadow of Cathedral Rock…near the whispering rush of his adored Oak Creek.”

7 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by Giacinta on September 12, 2008 at 9:58 am

    Wow… This page is such a beautiful dedication. I am deeply touched, moved and honored in being given the opportunity to partake in the sharing of such incredibly loving and profound words and stories. What a wonderful gift and blessing. Thank you for creating this space and thank you to everyone who has contributed with such compassionate generosity and great love. I will hold it as a very sacred space in my daily meditations and prayers. With love and gratitude, Giacinta

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  2. Attachment is so much fun. It’s definitely one of the best reasons to grab a human body for awhile and experience this world. These folks have been fortunate to let themselves feel such deep love for other beings…

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  3. Posted by Carolyn on January 19, 2014 at 8:25 pm

    I met my best friend Katie at the animals shelter. She was miserable there, and I knew she was the one. She was the best dog in the world, and I put her to sleep too soon. I will never forget the look in her eyes when the doctor put the needle in. She had lost the use of all of her legs, but SHE was still alive and well and intact inside that failing body, and I could have taken care of her until she was really ready to go. I promised to take care of her and make up for whatever had happened to her before she blessed my life, and I failed her. I know she is already back on this earth and living a wonderfully, blessed life. I miss her so much and never mourned her completely. I heard her calling me after she was gone, but when I followed her voice, she wasn’t there. She was simply the perfect dog for me, and I don’t know how to forgive myself for listening to my fear and the doctors and not honoring her.

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  4. Carolyn, I am certain that Katie forgives you! You might want to try this meditation for helping you to release the grief and forgive yourself: https://laurabruno.wordpress.com/2008/11/05/sat-yam-meditation-for-depressionangergrief-release/

    Blessings to you both!

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  5. Just found this page and started reading from the very top,where this wonderful Ode of Love to Bunker is posted. All I can say , Angela, THANK YOU for your Love Confession to “man’s Best Friend”. Now I know why pooches are called that.Your and Bunker’s Story is a carbon copy of several of my own “Me and My Pooch” stories would be! Can relate to every single word, every single sigh of aching Missing One’s Friend. I do that too. But I don’t need to tell my story because my story is already here in YOUR and Bunker’s Story !
    There’s a Swedish Song ” Änglahunden” that is asking :”…. Kan man Hunden me’ sig in i Himlen/ Han e’ snäll och Han har var’t min Bäste Vän….”


    ( I can never hear this Song without bursting into tears, remembering all my wonderful Doggies and Kiddies ; each one of them a Master, who came here for the purpose to love me and through their loving me teaching ME (how) to love! 🙂 )

    I hope you can find someone to translate this whole Song for you; it is worth the effort! 🙂 It is a lovely –what I think– an old Folk song, seemingly jolly, but with a Heart wrenching seriousness in its Message and text; the question we all — having had a loving relationship with an Animal Friend we feel being a Being ,much bigger/greater than ourselves at this moment of our Cosmic Evolution… –want answered! : “Can we take him/her with us into Heaven (They deserve it!…so why not!?! I personally am sure we will all meet in a new very happy state!

    w/Love
    ariadne stardust

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  6. Actually, you can see on Youtube people by the thousand in Stockholm, Skansen, singing this Song; so loved and so close to the Hearts of all Animal Lovers there.
    Write this in the youtub’s Search Box :Hasse Andersson – Änglahund (Allsång på Skansen 2011)

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  7. Thank you, Ariadne Stardust. I will look forward to checking this out, and thanks for sharing your love and connections here. Love and blessings … and I love the name! 🙂

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