There are two things that happened prior to Ryland’s passing that led me to believe I could connect with him after he died. I shared the first story, so you can read the full blog here. The second experience is what gave me the confidence and a knowing that I would be able to connect with Ryland, because I did once before with someone I loved.
A few years ago, our dog Rocky was still alive. He was very old for his breed and lived longer than most boxers. He was gray haired, limping around and sleeping most of his days away. What was once a rambunctious young male that always had a longing to be free and roam, transformed into a dog that liked to stay home and sleep all day.
One crazy morning, when life felt like chaos, I was rushing to get out the door with the kids. Ryland was sick and admitted in the hospital. I wanted to get there quickly so I could stay with him for the day. I needed to drop off my other two children at my sister’s house. In my hurried state, as I was backing up our van, I accidentally hit our dog Rocky.
Although he was still capable of walking, he was badly injured. The kids and I got him into the van because he needed medical attention. I made a stop along the way to drop off my kids at my sister’s house. I told them to give Rocky a hug and say goodbye. I knew there was a good chance that they were not going to see him again. I wanted to give them the opportunity to say goodbye to have closure.
As I was heading to the vet, a thought crossed my mind. If I can connect with people I loved that died already, what if I got in my meditation and can see what happens as they are crossing over? I wanted to be an observer and eavesdrop to see what happens. Like a fly on the wall in “heaven”.
When we arrived, they got him into a room to see him right away. The doctor said what I anticipated. The best decision was to let him die peacefully.
Once they administered the shot and helped him lay on the ground, everyone left the room. As soon as they shut the door behind them, I sat on the floor next to Rocky. I took his paw in my hand and I got into my meditation.
Right away, I saw him. We were in the field of wildflowers. He was standing in the distance. The picture in my mind’s eye wasn’t the gray haired dog lying beside me with his paw in my hand. The picture of Rocky in my meditation was a younger energetic version of who he once was on earth.
Rocky looked in my direction and recognized me standing in the distance. He had the look of excitement and happiness on his young face as he came running my way. When he reached me, he excitedly jumped up and down as I was trying to pet him and hug him.
I was so amazed! I thought, “He can see me?!?”. I thought I was going to be invisible for some reason. I intended to just stand in the background and watch what happens. I assumed he would greet someone on the other side, but I didn’t expect that someone to be me.
Although I was sad Rocky passed away, I left the vet that morning with a feeling of awe and amazement. That experience left me with the gift of clarity and knowing. Our loved ones do not actually die. It is not over in the sense of death being a final ending. Our soul never truly dies. We are transformed and move on into another dimension or reality.