LiveToLove@christinaraciti
I had a very brief yet beautiful experience yesterday.
I was running some errands in the neighboring town, when I had the sudden urge to go to the Humane Society to visit the animals. I'd been crying intermittently throughout the day, as l'd become flooded with grief upon incessant remembrance of Wall-e. My heart was in pain.
To be clear, I definitely cannot adopt another animal right now. It's just not circumstantially possible... And I certainly wouldn't be emotionally ready even if it WAS possible. Wall-e was everything to me, and he will never be replaced. But for some reason, I just suddenly HAD to make a stop at the Humane Society.
When I walked into the office, a large young man let me know that this particular Humane Society was an appointment-based facility, which means that random people cannot just show up and walk through to look at the animals.
I was handed a business card.
In that moment, I noticed the tiniest little furry blonde body lying on its side on the floor in a playpen behind the man at the desk.
"Who is this little sweetie?" I asked.
The man told me that it was Jolene, a dog that had just been adopted by the assistant manager, and that she was very cute and she knew it.
I took the liberty to walk around the desk slowly to stoop down to check her out.
What I noticed first was her perfect little teeny face, head in a cone, little dark button-eyes opening at the sound of my voice. Her body was perfect, and I was shocked to realize that she looked like the teeniest puppy version of Wall-e, only blonde (!).
The tiny perfect puppy stood up, gave her little body a shake, and lowered herself to stretch her little front legs (which immediately reminded me of Wall-e).
Then, she looked up at me with her teeny teddy bear face, and approached the grated wires that separated us.
Her tail was wagging madly.
There was a sign on the gate of the playpen warning visitors NOT to touch.
I restrained myself, but the puppy stood there with her tail wagging, looking into my face and begging to be engaged with.
I gently got onto my knees, bent down and put my face up in front of hers, and she immediately leaned in and gave me the teeniest little perfect gentle kiss with her tiny tongue on the tip of my nose.
It felt like I had been kissed by an angel.
Somehow, this brief yet powerful moment brought me sadness and comfort simultaneously...
And joy. There was a spark of joy.
...And in this moment, I knew why I had been guided to go to the Humane Society.
As I turned out of the parking lot, An oddly-shaped spacecraft appeared very low in the sky in front of me, shining, then morphed into a plane, and then disappeared into thin air.
I smiled, because not only was this one of many I'd seen that day already, I realized with deeper awareness that all of these sightings are happening in perfect synchronistic moments; my entire life story is being watched and monitored, and I'm being shown that I'm truly Loved and protected. I'm not alone. And I've noticed that anytime I start to grieve over Wall-E, a spacecraft will appear in the sky, as if friends and family are telling me to STOP feeling sad... And that there is so much more to come.
It's almost unbelievable. Unbelievable that this has become the norm for me... And I'll tell you this: I'm grateful.
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Miracles happen everyday, in every hour, really, if you're paying attention.
Often when we are in the darkest depths of challenges and despair, we'll find that angels will find ways to touch us unexpectedly, In ways that bring rapid healing and remembrance of who and what we really are.
