September 24th 2012 1:18 pm
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We will be moving in a few days...I sense this, for I have moved before. I look up at the picture of Bella above the loveseat...it's not been taken down yet. I know that Mommy and Daddy are putting it off.
I sense my sisfur...she hasn't returned yet, I believe that she needs the healing and restoration of 'the other side' to do that. I believe as I sit here, though, others come.
They come and they play and they wave bushy or slinky tails, and touch noses to mine. Sometimes they run and frisk, leaping high.
Sometimes they gather all the energy particles and molecules they can....bunch them up, and create form for us to see....and maybe, our people, too.
And they can shift those particles, to soar higher, appear larger or to fade into the walls or gather strength and leap so high...and glide through the portal.
They do it for fun. They do it because they can. They do it to assure us and our humans we can.
They play hide and seek with this dimension.
They streak through walls and back, and then, as though to say yes, I am here, they Manfiest.
And so they play for awhile, visitors when they want or need to come, to comfort, to frisk, to experience and love on those still here. They may do this days, years or indefinately. Some will wait til their family gather on the other side...
But eventually, for most, those who have gathered the wisdom, gleaned the softness of the inbetween, and basked in the sun on both sides of the rainbow, there comes that time....
the yearning grows...they long, once more to have form. To touch with a paw, to feel their person touch back, to purr to those they have known.
It's chancy...for none of us can control the swing and boom of destiny, like a sailboat on a racing run, it's on it's own course, and we, once we plunge into that stream must allow it to carry us at it's own pace...even if that pace handles us roughly, or puts us somewhere we do not anticipate.
We know we have gained wisdom, as we gaze out, fresh from the inbetween, from the magicial breath of Forever and the Bridge Across it.
We can't explain to ourselves, this urgent urge to rebirth, to turn the lines around ourselves to pure spiritual fire, ignighting in the velvet darkess, a space vessel entering earths orbit at lightspeed, we make that jump.
And with front paws extended, land with a thump, back on the third rock from the sun.
We touch down, gaze around...with wonder, with grace, with faith.
And we purr and begin.
For Amy Rose-life, my sweetheart, for us, is ever present and constant. I sit up on my hind paws Amy Rose, and purr....
love and light,
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