Do you ever wonder what your dog looks like and might be doing in heaven?
Sometimes I picture Brut like a cartoon character who can stand up and talk. While other times I see him as a more wild and primitive creature. I'm not really sure what he may look like but it is more of a feeling since he was so in tune with the Earth and wind around him.
Last night I was writing about Blaze and this awesome walk we took where she lead me and I followed her just like Brut used to do. Thru the woods hot on the trail of several deer scents. It was such a freeing experience.
So as I'm scribbling these words down to share our adventure, I start to hear Frank Zappa music in my head with Brut there in cartoon form. Which isn't strange because they could be together in heaven. ( though I'm sure many wouldn't think that Frank Zappa wouldn't have made it that far, lol) As I'm realizing the coincidence of Frank's music bumping around in my head and our dog that is name after him, I feel Brut smiling down on me. It was like our worlds all came togetherfor that moment. It was very cool.
Active imagination or spiritual connection?