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When the Soul No Longer Recognises the Landscape
I’m so sorry I’ve been a little distant here lately and haven’t posted for some time. Two weeks ago on Thursday, I very unexpectedly lost my beloved Happy. Even though she had been bravely going through chemotherapy for 11 months, her final decline happened so quickly - thankfully she did not suffer for long and was gone within just a few days. Losing her so soon after Honey has left me more heartbroken than I can really put into words, and I’m still finding my footing again emotionally and spiritually. A couple of nights ago I had one of those dreams that lingers long after waking - the kind that feels more like an emotional landscape than a normal dream. Everything was strange and shifting. Places changed. Nothing quite made sense, yet somehow it all felt painfully real at the time. But what stayed with me most was the overwhelming feeling of being utterly lost. Not physically lost - soul lost. As though I had moved from one place to another and slowly everything familiar had been taken away. I remember feeling that I had nothing with me. Nothing to draw on. No sense of where I belonged or where I was supposed to go. And waking up, I realised perhaps it was grief speaking in symbols. When we lose deeply loved souls - especially those who have quietly become part of the emotional architecture of our lives - the world can begin to feel familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. The house is still the house. The routines still exist. The remaining dogs are still here. Yet something fundamental has shifted beneath it all. Happy and Honey were not “just dogs.” They were constants. Rhythms. Comfort. Presence. Little anchors in my nervous system and my everyday world. Even when they were no longer sleeping on the bed beside me, my soul still knew exactly where they were. And now I think part of me is grieving not only them, but also the version of myself that existed with them. It also made me realise how grief rarely arrives all at once. It comes in layers. First one loss, then another adjustment, then another change in the energy of the home, until one day you wake from a dream and realise your soul is trying to understand a landscape it no longer fully recognises.
When the Soul No Longer Recognises the Landscape
May Day Gift
This morning felt like one of those quiet, sacred moments where the veil between worlds thins just enough to let love through. I had been reading Signs by Laura Lynne Jackson, already feeling open and reflective, when later, out shopping, something stopped me in my tracks. In the middle of a mega store, completely unexpectedly, there it was - a stand of dog toys shaped like bones, and right there in front of me, her name: Honey. Not just any word, not a vague reminder, but her name, clear and unmistakable, as if placed there just for me. In that instant, the ordinary dissolved into something extraordinary, and I felt it deeply - that she is still near, still finding gentle, beautiful ways to reach me, to say, “I’m here."
May Day Gift
Pet Memorial Art
I've been very down following the loss to of my beloved Honey a month ago, as many of you know, and have been busying myself with sorting out some great photos to have printed poster size (120cm x 80cm) on satin aluminum. Collected these two from Rome yesterday and I adore them. First one is Happy, Honey and myself taken her at the sports field not far from the lake, and the second one, Sidney and me, taken outside our old home in Rome (the purple colour in the right is the reflection of the bed cover - the are that luminous!). I am so happy with them and planning others now. Just need to get them up on the walls now.
Pet Memorial Art
Just found this event on IT... "Why your pet chose you?"
https://insig.ht/e/6RYljpKpf2b Dear all, maybe this is interesting... the event has a section about grieving a liss of a beloved pet... I do not know the lady, who provides that luve, maybe you would like to check it out and see... Much love
A TRULY WONDERFUL GIFT FROM A FRIEND
I was truly blessed this morning when after telling a dear friend how much I was missing my beloved Honey, she sent me some songs she created specially for me about her - there are four of them, and this one is my favourite. I will share the others with you another time. As you can all imagine, I had many tears but also a heart full of joy. Thank you so so much, Dear @Virginia Su 💛💛💛
A TRULY WONDERFUL GIFT FROM A FRIEND
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