Silke: My Little Angel 

I had to put my sweet dog to sleep almost 10 days ago, my best friend, companion and precious mirror for thirteen years.
I have never had to do this before and the grief and sadness frightened me. It is a loss so great I have been afraid that I will not
Ever be quite the same. His name was Silke and I called him my little angel. He was part cocker spaniel and part blonde lab.
As he was passing, I sang to him and was comforted because I knew he was going from my love to God’s love and I was freeing
Him for his next adventure and his own evolution.

I know I am eternal and I know that he is as well. His light passed into my
Heart and expanded my capacity to love. I will always remember his eyes, they were the color of cognac kissed by the sun
With the softness of a deer. I miss the sound of his paws walking in the kitchen floor and the way he would look up suddenly when he was laying down. He would
stretch and wag his little docked tail and drop back down to nap.
I always felt like he was expressing how blissfully happy he was and it never failed to fill me with great joy.
He was unconditionally loving and always there for me. I do not have the words for the gifts
He has given me and I will cherish them forever and I pray to see him in my dreams. I asked him to come to me and tell me
About God and all the other dimensions . No, dogs do not GO TO Heaven, they always live in the consciousness of HEAVEN. I miss him. I am forever changed because of his love……………

Hershey was my beautiful chocolate lab, husky mix that I had to put to sleep yesterday. It was 6 months to the day that I had to put Silke, his best friend and companion to sleep.
Hershey was ”my little love” that I raised from a puppy and he taught me how to love and loved me without condition, no matter what.
I am sad, but I am also filled with such gratitude for having Hershey in my life and filling my life with absolute bliss. I love dogs more than anything in the world and I am completely fulfilled in their presence.
Hershey was always happy, very much in the present, loyal, devoted and was filled to overflowing with the love of God. I actually should have named him Jesus because he embraced everyone with the same radiant love, even homeless people on the street.

Hershey’s eyes glowed with God’s love and actually smiled when he would greet you and he would jump up and give a little kiss like he was part seal. His face reminded me of a dolphin and their obvious look of goodness. His energy was effervescent.
Dogs to me are like children that never grow up and are eternally sweet and positive. Dogs are companions sent to be with us that embody God and all that is beautiful in life.
Hershey still had his puppy face even at 12 years old.
I am grieving, but ever since he left his body, I have tuned into the joy of this beautiful spirit reuniting with the pure consciousness of God and love and he invited me to share his bliss. I can feel the great union in my heart like beautiful waves of energy ebbing and flowing in a great dance of joy. Hershey is free of his ailing body and is ripe to evolve. I KNOW dogs have spirits and to me they are further in evolution than humanity is when it comes to love and especially to forgive. Dogs don’t seek out happiness, they are happiness , they are the magic of our majestic universe housed temporarily in the form of a body.
Hershey’s essence was so beautiful he could be a dimension of heaven himself, pure light, integrity and love.
I pray that I gave Hershey what he needed in our short time together. Everyday, I told Hershey he was beautiful and I was in awe of his spiritual presence.
Hershey is buried on my land, next to Silke and his gifts will stay with me for all of eternity.
Dogs beckon us to love, to forgive, to let go and to live in the precious moment and I pray to one day be filled with the beauty they naturally possess.
Thank you God, for creating dogs, the ultimate mirror of your love and thank you especially for Hershey, my best friend and loyal companion. I am left with 3
Dogs to love and I have decided though it is hard to lose them, I will have dogs, always, I would not miss the joy they bring for all the gold in the world.
Hershey, ”my little love”, thank you, thank you for joyful days and I will see you in my glorious dreams. I want to walk again with you and Silke. I love you into forever……..
Day 5: I awoke to a beautiful thought this morning as Hershey’s lovely face came to mind, to focus on the great gifts Hershey gave me through my short time with him. The greatest mirroring he gave me was his ability of balance and the joy of just ”being”. When Silke passed, I showed Hershey his body and he watched us bury him. He stayed far away, but watched and looked a little sad, but afterwards, he went back to being his happy self. Hershey is as easily happy as a tree is still……
I woke to the thought that I needed to really take in what he was trying to teach me and not to waste a beautiful day in regret or worries of tomorrows never seen.
I also had the thought as I was wishing I could see him in the physical around me again, that his spirit is everywhere, just like the consciousness of God, if I just look and feel and appreciate the beauty that is all around me. My heart is still heavy, but there is a comfort enveloping me in love as well………

The Bookstore

Loneliness-it has a sound
Tiny raindrops falling
One by one into an empty bucket
It echoes inside the interior of
The boundaries of what I know as me
Bouncing back- hollow
Yet, at times, so filled
My compassion for self is sweeter than
Any kiss I have ever known
Softer than any hand upon my breast
My soul-now peering through my eyes
Begging me to listen and feel the calling
To go home
I long to be out of the confinements of my flesh
This real illusion of matter
I want to be in flight over my body
To join pure thought
Laughing at the sight of my illusion
That feels so real
The reality-just a dream
A wink in space and time
I desire to wake up and remember
I go into a bookstore, maybe the
Answer is there
The shelves start to close in on me
With the titles of books shouting
Their ideas, plans, how- to theories
And philosophy
The promise of tomorrow’s never seen
The books seem to mock me
All the words are blending together
Am I hallucinating?
And the people continue to smile
They are silently screaming
I can hear them
Or is it me? What am I doing here?
Who am I ? What do I feel like?
Do I really exist?
Is there more than this?
I can’t breathe
I feel intoxicated by the incense
Seduced by the photographs
Of faraway galaxies
So much to sift through
Throw it all out

I don’t want agreement of the masses
Heads nodding by the numbers
I want to know for myself
When I am alone with
Only the whispers of the night
And the pounding of my heart
My soul’s song playing through me
The soft voice of my Holy, Holy spirit
Heard- when I listen………….
I’ll do anything for a peek of myself
Since I have only seen myself
Through the reflection of a Looking glass
Holy, Holy spirit, flow through me
And lift me above troubled waters
And make use of my life
And fill me with your love
And a noble purpose
Thank you, thank you, my
Holy, Holy spirit for my life
Shine through me

Beneficiary : Thome Janet
© Copyright, Thome Janet, All rights reserved.

I peered into a crystal Ball
To glimpse at my tomorrow
And to my surprise there was not
A map to predict my gain and sorrow
Destiny- an open book
A story yet to be told
Waiting for the spoken word
To direct how it will unfold
Be still and listen to your inner plan
See the dream occurring
And speak forth your command
Words Do Matter
Stop The Chatter
Watch Your Garden Grow
Master Your Thoughts
Be King Of Your Crops
Your Daily Words Are
The Seeds You Sow

Beware of your neighbor’s free advice
It could have a hidden price
Don’t let them throw your dice
Grin and bare it, I say, politely let
Them share and be on your way
Think carefully before you speak
Today’s words will bare fruit next week
Leave out the can’ts, shoulds and buts
These words will keep you in a rut
Monitor your outside influences
Your mind’s daily feed
All the input you embrace
Could become a seed

Words Do Matter
Stop The Chatter
Watch Your Garden Grow
Master Your Thoughts
Be King Of Your Crops
Your Daily Words Are
The Seeds You Sow
Beneficiary : Thome Janet
© Copyright, Thome Janet, All rights reserved.

I remember what love felt like today, being here, NOW, present
Enough for all, no dancing for my share
The clinging fingers of yesterday’s unfulfilled desires dropped their grip
And the ”little voice” did not compare
Content not to make major headlines today
Free of the seductive urges of future plans
My whole body moaned at the nourishment that life can bring
And I was just helping my friend Penny, cook the beans
In loving memory of my sweet Penny
Beneficiary : Thome Janet
© Copyright, Thome Janet, All rights reserved