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After my accident, back surgery, and near-death experience, I had a lot of time to think about the afterlife and lessons. Many mornings, I felt like a kid again and woke up with a joy I hadn’t experienced in a long while. Some mornings, I simply stood by the window and looked with joy at a robin in the tree. I spent hours staring into the sweet eyes of a kitten one of my stepdad’s workers scooped up out of the middle a crowded freeway. Though more of a dog person, a shy, scared kitten suited me better at that stage of my physical recovery. I named the tiny kitten Crystal, and she perched and purred on top of my body cast, seeming to send me white threads of Divine love and healing. She felt safe with me, and I felt safe with her. We were one, and the love I had for life, even the smallest moments, carried me through my days and nights.
Eventually, I learned to send all the over-flowing love I had in my heart into my own heart. The love I had been sending to others, I focused on myself for a while, observing the waves of emotional pain from my past until these waves subsided. I gave myself the respect and attention I desired, and eventually, I cried a whole lot less and laughed a whole lot more. My life before my near death experience needed my loving attention and the type of healing I felt from God and the angels while out of form.
When I look back to those months spent in a body cast, I think of that sweet kitten who used my body cast as a place to sleep. She grew up and grew stronger as my body healed and grew stronger. I don’t have a picture of her as a kitten, but my memory creates her like the kitten in the picture.
I received a question about animals in heaven and from what I have seen in my communications with those on the other side, animals are certainly in heaven. I saw one young man who recently died petting a dog which was more his mother’s dog than his dog. She confirmed this was true, so I felt blessed to receive this message. I’m grateful to have received this message from him so that I can assure others who wonder about their connections with pets.
Our pets bring us a bit of heaven on earth, so it only makes sense that they would reside in heaven. The green grass of the afterlife would not be the same without our beloved pets running to greet us. We associate love with our pets, and love is a powerful bond that survives death.
One NDEr, Jan Price, talks about being first greeted by one of her pets in heaven. She writes, “What I came to realize is that there is a love connection between the two worlds – a stream of energy that forms a heart bond between two souls that is the strongest at the time of transition. Love comes out to greet you, wearing the form that will be most meaningful to you at the time. In my case it was our precious dog, and yes, dogs have souls – Plato knew it and so did Saint Augustine, along with most other true saints and sages.”
The real cat Crystal in her older years.