Sorry I don't get to the board more often, it seems life always keeps me elswhere till something happens to bring my back to the reality of this board.
Very recently a dog I raised for most of his life, was murdered. In break ups of relationships the pets are our children, and are ussually split in these break ups. Chantoo, a fawn Pug of 7 years, was recently poisoned with rat poison. He died yesterday afternoon, in my ex's arms. First it was thought to be cancer, but due to his rapid decline he was rushed in, and found to be poisoned. What type of person can do this hidious act? Anyway using Bruces techniques I learned many years ago, I tried to find him, for his sake and to give me peace of mind. A little rusty since my last retrieval it took patience till I got something, and as ussual what I would of least of expected. I found myself flying through a thick mist, arriving what to be a cathedral out in the country. I flew up to the doors, and they opened on thier own, and it is emensly large inside. Either side to me I see elderly people sitting in the pews scattered about, they look at me noticing my presense. I notice, I wasn't walking on the floor, but about 6 ft in the air seeing once and a while a glare of light coming from me. I float up to the alter to find a miniture coffin, with a pug face of Chantoo imbossed on the lid. At this time lazer like light mostly white, starts to scan the coffin. Through the lid floats up to be a unconcious Chantoo. I look up into this display of light, and it is so bright I have to look away for my sight to return to normal. It appears to be a portal or something. So I try to follow. Chantoos speed picks up drastically, and I am finding it hard to keep up. I am wondering why is he unconcious. It gets to the point he is just out of site, and I just stop in my tracks, and realize I am in a void, just blackness. All this made no sense to me, because I am not Christin. I realized today, that my ex is Catholic, and his reality for handling this lose is through Catholic ways. So I entered a form of his belief system not my own. Then it all made sense.

It amazes me how this stuff is so not predictable. With it the way it happened, made me believe this is the way it should be. As to my belief system, in this case where Chantoo lived took priority to how he left this world. I just understand why the unconciousness, and not being able to follow him to where he was going.

Thanks for your reply.
Love Doug