No greater joy than a pet

 

My greatest joy in this lifetime is not things that sparkle, or the humility I feel when one of my clients sends me a cherished email thanking me for a reading. Rather my greatest joy had 4 legs, a tail, and would talk back to me when I asked him to roll over. He was an 11 year old lab and shepherd animal shelter 2x reject that adopted me in the mid 90’s.

When people die these days, I think to myself good for them, they’ve taken their out and they are finally home. You may or may not realize this is one of the hardest existences you will ever reincarnate into. So when a human decides their ride is over, it’s almost comforting to me. They no longer have to endure this lifetime and have moved their existence to one of pure joy and love of returning to the Divine.

Today I read that an acquaintances cat is ill. She is old, and her days [they are afraid] are not long for this existence. And as I read the thread, my heart just bled for them. While I do feel mourning is a selfish human condition, I also acknowledge the indescribable pain we endure when a creature of this earth [that befriends us, unconditionally loves as as we so often do not do with ourselves or to ourselves-and never loses hope] dies. And for this, I am truly sorry. I well up daily at the thought of my boy not being here with me. But in the final hours of the day I am left with a gift of the purest joy having experienced such a wonderful companion in this life. All my best to you Traveler.