Dear God/ess, I've been using sound healing with Ulysses The Dog this week. What I was led to are the Cosmic Chants of Paramahandsa Yogananda, which I learned long ago. Ulysses responds to them by sighing deeply, then going into a deep sleep.
Lullabies are a hit, too. But in reality, Ulysses seems to be moving on. I must let him go. Even if he decides to stay for awhile, I still must let him go. This does not mean that I stop being his nurse, attending to his every need.
It just means that I know that he has other roads to travel, other worlds to embrace. I don't want to be the one who holds him back.
Animals are the greatest teachers. Our dogs have taught us that there is no separation. I like to think that when Ulysses passes, he will be reunited with Mukunda, but then I realize the two have been together all along.
The passing of a beloved companion animal is truly the sorrow of a heart which bleeds. But perhaps when I pass on, I will be greeted by every single animal I have ever loved.
