Thursday, August 5, 2010

Today's Sunrise and Tribute to AJ, My Beloved Black Lab

Dreams come true; without that possibility, nature would not incite us to have them. … John Updike
6:23AM Starbucks Cross Creek Sunrise-NOT in a misty marine layer. Mountains obscured.
Remembering my beloved black lab AJ who was with me for 15 wonderful years. Thought today as the 3rd anniversary of his passing but find in my morning pages it was:
August 3, 2007 5:31AM I’ll put AJ to sleep today and so I write in bed. Knowing it may be too hard to write later – when Aaron comes with me to Point Dume and to Starbucks. I know my love for AJ doesn’t end today. I know and affirm that AJ goes on to the realm of the Divine. That his Spirit flows to his greatest yet to be. But first to finish this go around in this dimension, he couldn’t have done it better. The perfect dog, the perfect companion, friend to anyone who caught his gaze. And he doesn’t leave me, nor I, him. We are bound in a way I certainly can’t explain. I thank God for every single minute of AJ. And I welcome his transition out of that old broken body of his, yet I know I’ll be sad too. Soon enough. The finality of not having that fur to pet those ears to flap… this is life and life goes on. I pray for AJ’s transition to the Spirits beyond of Dad and Cheech, Lady and Toy and Fluffy – all the Saints who marched there before him. Let this day begin.
11:49AM AJ’s moved on. Already he told me it’s OK -in a vision of my puppy - my PaPoo – jumping about. AJ had a full morning at the sunrise and Starbuck’s and on to the summit up above Corral Canyon, where he braved lurking mountain lions. Then back to Santa Monica for one last walk around the block where I almost let him eat stuff but even so really couldn’t, though he did manage to cop a chew of something gross at Point Dume, so that’s good. We waited a while at the Vet. Aaron and I gave him a massive massage so he passed pillowed by tufts of his fur. Thank you God for the rebounding image of strong happy paws propelling AJ’s true Spirit in the AJ dance. I’ll never leave you, My Pet, and I know you’ll never leave me. We’ll meet each and every morning at sunrise, give or take a few minutes, mostly give, you know the drill. I’ll be seeing you in the dream realm as well. I love you always, AJ.

...and today's sun just emerged over in my own front yard where AJ spent many a day in Santa Monica.

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