But there was nothing like this.
The Universe is multi-dimensional. And if the Universe is, then so are we, and so is every created thing. For a long time, Mathematics has told us so. Mathematics provides the theory. Quantum mechanics opens a window on the strangeness of energy and matter, which shows us a Universe which by no means behaves according to a narrow “rational” view.
Our experiences, if we open our hearts and minds, and listen to them, show us there is indeed more in Heaven and Earth…. . I have known that as my own living fact now since July 6th 2012.
If Misty exists in another dimension, is content, radiates love, is completely energetic and healed, and quite fine….then they all are. All our beloved pets, whether we sense them with us, or not.
And more than that; if the Soul of a dog crosses to this other place, then we all do.
When she “died” I did not expect a thing except loss. I was skeptical about the existence of the Human Soul after death, and was uncertain what might happen to dogs. I guessed if there really was a Heaven, then dogs had earned a place there. But that was all make-believe to a great extent. I did not know. Not for certain.I knew the (living) Human Soul could travel outside the body. But even so, to me, it was no argument for the survival of death. And what happened to dogs….? A previous dog of mine had died, and afterwards I had dreamed of his contentment and joyful play in green fields. But I took little notice for they were surely “just dreams”. I never -not even once -sensed his presence……
When she turns up it is definite, and unmistakable. She is a distinct Presence, though I cannot see her with my eyes, or hear her, I can clearly sense her nature and character, as close, and beside me as if she were physically there.
I change. I am not just “me” any more. Very often, there are two of us.I talk to her, find myself smiling, laughing.But something has shifted.When she lived, I could always feel her love and affection. There were times we shared heart-to-heart, in evening cuddles by the log fire, or our before-bedtime hug .Now her love is bigger. It radiates, fills me up, shines on me. Although she still has her own character, now affection seems to be the center of her -even more than it was during our life together.
Her visits have become blessings that lift up my own heart into sunshine.
October 17th 2012.
Misty is still visiting me. She came on Thursday, and also today (Sunday)