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The passing of Basil

Thursday, March 11th, 2010

The call came last night right after we finished dinner. My husband looked at me and said, “Is that your call?”
“No!” I replied. “I didn’t schedule anyone for tonight.”
Puzzled I got up to answer the phone, in the back of my mind I hoped it was not the client whose dog was in medical distress that I had worked with this afternoon. No the call was my sister asking if I could come right over her cat had collapsed in the front entry way.

Arriving at her house I could see the orange tabby laying on its side looking like it was about to enter the main part of the house. My sister was around the corner staying out of eyesight of the lifeless body.

She called out to me. “I’m strong in many things but this is just one of those things that I can’t handle. Has he gone?”
I squatted down next to the body reaching my hand out to a still warm body I pondered the question. If he was breathing it was so slight that it wasn’t visible to my eye. No response to any stimuli on his feet or mouth, eyes big and dilated. Wanting to cover all of my bases before give the final pronouncement I asked “Do you have a stethoscope?” She had taken EMT training years ago and I knew she would still have the equipment needed. When I placed it over his chest cavity and moved it around I knew he was gone.

This kitties death will be one of those big mysteries of why! Why did he pass away so suddenly when moments before he was with her in the bathroom playing with the hair tie she had just removed? No warming signs that she knew of, he was healthy and starting to play with a new cat that had been left in the fall by her daughter’s ex-boyfriend.

To give answers to that question would be speculation. What I can say is that he passed quickly caressed by her loving hands as she sang to him to easy his passing. I told her that many of the animals I visit after their passing remember those last moments of live and that he heard and felt her love as he left.

In my books it was a life fulfilled, the time was right for his passing over, without fuss of fanfare he took the opportunity. As a medium, I hold space for those who have passed over, a chance to connect to loved ones one last time. In three days time, I will journey to him to see if he is safely on the other side. Some may wonder if I will ask him why he died. The answer is, “No, I will not ask him.” What I will ask is does he has any last messages for his family. His answers to that question will go a long way to helping them heal their broken hearts at his sudden departure.