Healing Magic-Cat

There is no right nor wrong form for Healing to take. I had a Dream about 10 years ago when I was reAwakening my Healing Gifts.

I was in some tunnels where people lived. My 10 month old *big* Orange kitten, Magic, was with me. A Great Dane saw Magic and wanted to play. He barked and chased Magic.

There were 4x8 sheets of plywood lying against the wall. Magic ran to the top for safety. The dog jumped after him. Magic leaped from the top flying out 15 feet before landing. The dog was right behind him. Magic ran in circles around the dog and between his feet, then back to the plywood while the dog was dizzy and confused, intending to run to the top again, but the plywood sheets had been unbalanced and was falling. Magic was caught underneath and squashed!

I ran up and threw the plywood sheet off my precious kitty. I knelt beside him, barely stroking his crushed body. "Heal, Magic, Heal!" I whispered.

"Heal, Magic, Heal!" the gathering crowd chanted.

With great effort Magic raised his head and looked me square in the eye to say good-bye, then died.

The crowd jeered, "What kind of Healer do you call yourself? You can't even Heal your own cat!"

I didn't understand why they didn't know that Releasing the Body is sometimes the Greatest Healing of all.

Our Friends are never really Gone from us as long as we can ReMember them...... It's just Different, that's all.