My dear friend Peter lost his long time friend and partner a week ago in a car accident. It was another lesson in worrying too much about the future.
Isak Dinesen in her book, Out of Africa, wrote….God made the earth round so we couldn’t see too far ahead. In this case, it’s certainly true.
Three weeks ago Peter had to drive Isaac to the ER because of pain totally unrelated to his fatal accident. He only allowed them minimum care because he was without health insurance. He made too much money to qualify for Obamacare, and it was cheaper just to pay the fine for going without, than actually having it. Let’s thank Barack for all that fine tuning, shall we?
We were all concerned Isaac left the hospital one could say, only half taken care of.
Cut to…driving on a freeway suddenly losing control of his car due to a blown tire…boom…he’s gone before you could say…there’s been a crash on Route 66…
Peter, who’s been criminally stoic, said many of Isaac’s friends claim he’s visited them since his sudden exit.
I know that may sound too woo woo to some, but from what I’ve come to believe, it’s a common occurrence when someone leaves abruptly or before we feel, was his time.
When Bill Hicks passed in 1994…the day after while I tried unsuccessfully to sleep, I turned over and there he was, asleep next to me. I jumped, causing him to vanish. After a long, paranormal search I learned, a spirit passing through will take flight if fear is present.
A year later almost to the day, he came again. I felt someone sit at the foot of my bed. This time I didn’t jump, just sat quietly with my heart pounding. It was dark so I didn’t see his face, but knew who it was…I smelled his aftershave. After a minute or two, I watched the bed return to normal while a chill swept the room.
My friends Nancy and Stan also say, at the bedside of loved ones, they actually felt their souls pass through their own bodies on their way into the good night. It was Nancy’s mother and Stan’s best friend, and both of them related the same exact experience not ever knowing one another.
It’s safe to say, life and death travel side by side almost like extended family never knowing when one will visit the other.
For those skeptics out there, souls do make stop-offs before continuing… straight on till morning, to quote Peter Pan.
Issac is no exception.
I just wish he had the wherewithal to stop to say good-bye to Peter who, despite his fortitude, is hurting.
So Isaac, whoever you’re visiting, maybe you can pass by the house to bid farewell to Peter and Cooper your beloved dog, who loved you, for so many years, no matter what…
On behalf of the two of them…
Goodnight sweet Prince…and flights of angels sing you to your rest.