Hi Tinker. I am sorry for the loss of your pet, and for how you must miss her. Was this a dog? What was her name?

I believe our pets visit us. My little favorite black cat was with me for almost 20 years. After a long and vigorous life she died, perhaps five years ago. She didn't seem to be sick a day in her life.

I was standing next to a table and felt her in my arms, just as I used to hold her. Not so long afterwards.      love, blink

Wow, Tinker, what an amazing relationship you have with Baby. Delightful.

I say, have, because, of course, I believe your friend is in focus 27, according to my understanding of what that place means and is.

What an extraordinary experience, to forge such a strong bond with this turtle, who obviously adored your warmth and responded to your love as a family member does.

love, blink

Thank you for your insights and words of encouragement. Yes, Baby has been remarkable and I'm in agony over her death.

I think that you can go to Focus 27 by imagining it, but I'm having a hard time imagining where the pets are there. As long as she's been with me, Baby has only ever known people. Could it be that the people she's known. like my friends and relatives who've passed, are with her until I get there?

I've also heard that our pets wait for us at a place called the Rainbow Bridge. Know how that might fit into this scheme?

I haven't done so, but there are people who say that they have during near death experiences and out of body experiences.



ConfusedSleeper wrote on Jul 2^nd, 2008 at 4:56pm:

Amazing, so lovely.

I had a cat (who remains with my ex) who liked to watch tv. I have pictures of him watching nature shows. He loved birds.

And the other cat, the one who visited me, she used to like to "fetch" a marble which I tossed out onto the rug across the room. She would pick it up in her mouth and bring it back to me and lay it down at my feet.

It was a gesture of respect. She also liked to touch my nose with the tip of her nose. She surveyed the premises as if she owned it.

In a way, she did. I never "taught" her how to pick up the marble and bring it back to me. She wanted to do it.

love, blink

ConfusedSleeper wrote on Jul 2^nd, 2008 at 4:56pm:

Greetings Cosmic,

I borrowed this quote from tgecks on another thread.  It's about audiotapes that
help people tune in to various aspects of the afterlife, in particular, for you, the
Rainbow Bridge:

"These {audiotapes] are from the Gateway series, and cover levels called
Focus 10 (Mind Awake and Body ASleep),
Focus 12 (Expanded focus),
Focus 15 (the place of No Time), and
Focus 21 (the rainbow bridge). Focus 21
is the transitional zone in which non-physical states are interfaced with
physical states, the "lowest" level at which non-physical energies can
interact with physical entities.
All of this is Monroe-speak. ''

"Focus Levels" are terms that tell us that a variety of possibilities and experiences happen in the afterlife, and are grouped according to aspects they have in common.
Have you read any Monroe or Moen yet?

  Bets 

Hi Cosmic Tinker and all

Bets, thanks for mentioning Rainbow bridge and tying it into focus 21.
not too long ago I had an obe/type dream where I was slowly moving towards this bridge, and I saw a few people on it and more walking towards it from different directions; on the other side was freedom, a different state of consciousness, sort of in the world, but not of it.

I tried to get a friend to come with me but he said he would later come.
Pets I now believe are like extensions of their owners in that they can pick up our thoughts and feelings, in that oneness of unconditional love they possess. I've had a lot of pets and they do have individual traits and personalities also. they evolve the most by associating with humans who are loving them. The de-evolve if cruelty is experienced.

Since I learned how creative our minds are, I visualized a place for a dog to go, that I'd owned a short time. She had been a guard dog but wasn't a good guard dog. She was all alone for many years with another dog who used to not let her eat.
she had never been on a walk or slept near a human's bed; etc.
I had her for maybe 6 to 8 months and watched her evolve into a happy critter. I was sad to see her begin to die but I had been told she had a disease in progress.
at least she got to taste  real chicken meat before she went home.

so I don't know if it was more for my sake than hers I built her a home in the afterlife. I know that thoughts are things and I was glad to find out that there is this place for pets already built by others.
There's one for dogs and one for cats as I saw it. and horses.

The dog one is complete roaming areas of green pasture and human caretakers about, the animals play and are quite sociable together. life goes on. they know only the joy of life there.
Holly was her name, and she was able to communicate to a vet, my friend Gabi, that "she was happy now."
Gabi and I had been working on making her happy, so it was the best ever report!

a cat I owned I saw in a transitional house; this cat did not like other cats, and so what I saw that it's desire was to live in a quiet home that was no other pets around..and there, after death, it prowled the forests and then went into this house to rest, and it seemed to be a waiting station. I felt an animal caretaker was to pick it up later and take it to be socialized I think. In the meantime, it was so independent, it was loving it's new transitional home.

then there was Snowball. Like your first post, Snowball came to visit me too. Snowball was a white chihuahua I'd had about 7 years. liked to run with the big fellows but he always came home. one day he didn't come home. I grieved of course. this must be fault for not being more protective of him.
One morning I felt something I'd never felt Snowball do. He was (his astral body) jumping all over my back excitedly, snorting, what not, all happy and bringing me comfort. I awoke soooo happy he had returned and that he loved me, as here was proof. only to see nothing but I know I had felt upon my physical body his little paws. and I know he was saying goodbye for the next world.

I also see my little Tutti, a snauzer mix terrier with short legs and a moustache, a fat tummy, I see her all the time in dreams and hugged her astral body even. my daughter reunited with her lost pet of 18 years. Her pet, a white cat, actually helped to save her life once. it's a long story. the cat told her that her current boyfriend had evil plans.

they are helpers to us humans, that's what pets are.

love, alysia