Visits From Your Babies After Passing On |
Visits From Your Babies After Passing On |
Sep 18 2004, 05:46 PM
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Group: Pet Lovers Posts: 8 Joined: 16-September 04 Member No.: 481 |
Hi everyone. I just wanted to know...has anyone been visited by their furbabies after they've passed on??? I have and it is a truly remarkable experience-it really helps with the grief.
-------------------- [FONT=Impact]Dixmuffin
"love knows not it's own depth until the hour of separation..." |
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Oct 29 2006, 03:26 PM
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Group: Pet Lovers Posts: 340 Joined: 19-June 06 From: Western Washington Member No.: 1,750 |
I keep wishing for another sign from Mink. After that first experience the day after he died (thwapping tail in the bathtub sound, see above), there's been nothing. He hasn't shown up in my dreams, where I desperately want to visit with him. Sometimes I get the feeling he's sitting on the back of my recliner, but maybe that's just wishful thinking.
A friend of mine at work has given me pause, though. Starting the week after Mink died, before she'd heard about it, she noticed a ball of purple-blue energy tagging along at my heels. When I told her about Mink, she was relieved, "I wondered why the heck I was seeing that." It doesn't really have form, but the movement of it is cat-like, "and it's happy and loving, but that's about all I can tell you." She's a pretty grounded person, not astral-foo-foo, but she's training in bodywork and is becoming more intuitive/sensitive to energy around us. Last week she said that "oh it's still there, but now there's two of them." She added that it feels like there's some really big changes coming soon, and they're here to support me. Not necessarily bad changes, but big ones. I'm guessing the second presence would be Tinsica, a life-companion dear-heart kitty I lost 4 years ago, at the ripe old age of 18-1/2. Her death was wrenching, but not unnatural. Mink died at age 3 by being hit by a car -- a wrongful death. The grief has come back full-force. It's been over 4 months, and I was doing better in July and August than I am now. For a while there I was able to talk about him, and show pictures, but now I can't even think his name without crying. I cry every day again. I feel like a crazy woman. Kimberly -------------------- ...You precious children, of four feet, whiskers, and mischief...
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