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38 thoughts on “A Goodbye Dream?”
Thanks Gina Rose.
This is all very interesting. It’s nice to have it all make since.
You know when you meet someone and you think to yourself, “Gosh, I KNOW I’ve met this person somewhere, I just can’t figure out WHERE?” It’s like there’s an instant liking, an instant connection. You know it’s special, because it doesn’t happen with everyone you meet, even though you become friends with many of the people you meet.
I love when that happens. Since I’ve awakened spiritually in the last year and a half, I like to believe that in those instances, my soul is recognizing another soul from our soul group. Or that I’ve known that person in another lifetime, and that’s why I feel such an instant sense of closeness.
I’m glad you feel so close with Jonathan. It’s wonderful when you can spill your guts out to someone, and they really “get” you. I know, because that’s how I feel about the special people here that I’ve spilled MY guts out to!! 🙂
I so enjoy chatting with you. I hope we can continue on this blog and many others to come.
Hope you have a great week, too!
Sometimes the things I see can be like puzzle pieces until me or the person I’m reading, has an “AHA moment”. I would never declare myself to be 100% accurate. That’s way too arrogant. John Edward likes to say that people sometimes suffer from what he calls “psychic amnesia”. The psychic will state a fact to the person and they will say “nooooo, that’s not right”. Then five hours later they go “OHHHHH!” :~D It’s true!
Actually I’m a Scorpio with Libra rising. A good rapport with your psychic really helps. I have spoken with Jonathan several times and felt like he has known me for years. He kicks in instantly. Very easy and nice to talk to as well.
(And a big animal lover.)
Not to worry, you didn’t offend me. I’m not that fragile. I’m not here to prove anything. If I can turn on some lights for someone, I’m thrilled.
Have a good week!
You’re such a doll! I can just imagine you clutching your temples…lol.
I hope you know that I was just trying to be humorous. I understand that sometimes there are lots of different factors that can have an effect on a reading. And maybe what you picked up on (over a year ago) was exactly what was going on at the time. Things change. And luckily for me, they’ve changed for the better.
I can’t even begin to tell you how much I admire my “team” of advisors. And it’s not just because they tell me “what I want to hear”…I trust that they tell me the truth, regardless of what it is. And they always do.
I’m sure that if we spoke, we’d have a beautiful connection, because I feel very connected to you already, just through the conversations we’ve been having here. (I’m a Libra, too!)
I would like to chat with you, even just to chat. Just gotta save up a little. LOL!
Have a wonderful day!!
If you have readers that you have a strong connection with, you should keeping working with them. Just like you wouldn’t pick out a new dentist every year.
Sometimes I will be having the best evening and someone will call and it’s like there is a brick wall around them and I get nothing. I’ll try but if I think I will waste their time I ask them to go back to customer service and ask for a different reader. I don’t take it personally, we either connect or we don’t.
Then there are people who “poll” psychics. They call seven readers for a short time and then complain that they got seven different answers! We are not x-ray machines.
I love John Edward and his machine gun style of delivering info. It’s like he is trying to direct a raging flood of information.
Many different styles of reading. Neither right or wrong.
Do you remember in some of the older movies, a psychic was portrayed as someone who clutched his temples? I have got to try that, maybe it helps….
Yes…see what I mean ???? This little dog was sent to you for a reason….a KARMIC reason. Now I know why I see that little dog running around your feet whenever you call. I feel you owned that dog in a past life as well.
Blessed Be )O(…Gina Rose ext.9500
I wanted to share because until this day I still believe…
My ex husband had a white terrer a few years before I met him. When we had our daughter the dog lived with us for about four years my daughter grew up with it for those years and became very fond of dogs. After that we moved and his mother kept the dog. A few years past…
My daughter started to sleep walk during the summer months for a couple of years. My ex and I already knew to just take her back to her bed and stay with her until she was sound asleep again. Then one evening my ex and I were in bed and we both woke up when he felt her giving him a kiss on the check. We knew she was sleep walking again so he took her back to bed. Then about two hours later his mother called to let us know that she (the dog) had passed away.
Until this day I think that she used my daughter to say bye to my ex.
I’ve been reading with Gina Rose, Phillip and Jacqueline over the past several months. They are just wonderful.
I remember talking with you. It was about the same issue I talk to them about now. You didn’t agree with what they tell me now. Hahaha!! But you’re such a sweetheart, I have to give you a second chance. LOLOLOL!! But seriously, I would love to talk to you one of these days. You seem like such a beautiful person, and I would love to reconnect with you.
I’m glad that cat liked my energy. I sure liked hers. Who knows, maybe she was an angel who came around and took the form of a cat. That’s what I like to think.
Have a wonderful evening.
I wondered about that, you seem familiar. Well, I hope I gave you a good reading. I was nervous when I first started because I had only read people in person and did house parties. So the phone readings took me a little while to get comfortable with. Now I love it. There are less distractions.
Sounds like that black kitty liked the energy you gave off!
Mind if I share one more story with you? Gosh, this goes way back to maybe 1983. I was walking home one night from my best friend’s house. She only lived 5 blocks away, but the streets were pretty quiet that night (which was surprising for Brooklyn!)
Anyway, when I was a couple of blocks away, I saw the cutest little black cat. Naturally, I stopped to say hello and give her a pet. I got up to leave and to my surprise (and delight) she started following me. She stayed a few feet behind me, but every time I turned around, she was there keeping pace with me.
As I reached my house, I came into the front yard and sat down. She followed me in and jumped up onto my lap. I started petting her and she started purring. We sat there together for a while, both enjoying each other’s company. Then, as suddenly as she came into my life, she left. As she jumped off my lap, she turned around to give me one last look, she let out a little meow, and she continued on her way. I never saw her again. But I will always remember that little darling and how she touched my heart that night.
So yes, I do agree with you that Maddie was a gift, and that she chose us. I will take your advice and get her back in to see another vet. I’ll keep you posted as to what they say.
(P.S. You were one of the very first people I ever spoke to at CP a couple of years ago. I’d like to call you again some time)
Fran, don’t you feel certain animals are sent to us. That there’s an immediate connection just like you have with certain people.
Are you familiar with the poem “Rainbow Bridge” which is about reuniting with your lost pets when you die? Well, after pulling about 300 cats off the streets, my friends like to say to me, “it’s a good thing you will already be dead when you get to the bridge, because for sure you would be trampled to death!” The imagery always cracks me up. I’m not done yet, the headcount is still climbing.
We started our own pet rescue 3 months ago, and it took seven years but we have a board of directors that is “heaven sent”.
Also, for the last 15 years I have been married to a Libran who understands the word “we”. He builds kennels, helps me with meds and has never called me crazy!
I believe that when you are on the right path, people are sent to help. Animals too!
Maddie was a gift to you. Being able to help her fed your soul. It makes you happy to know she is safe and loved and you take comfort in her company. Chicken breasts? I won’t laugh, I’ve used Albacore!
Do you need to get a 2nd opinion about her condition. Vets make mistakes too.
Until then I’ll pray for her.
Have to sleep! I feed two dozen ferals in the woods every morning. They get mad if I’m late.
You hang on to that star for someone who needs it. It’s bright enough in this feline galaxy.
You are a kindred spirit.
Now you’re making ME cry! I’ve had cats ever since I was 14. My first cat, Freddie, also had to be put to sleep. He had feline peritonitis before there was a cure or even a vaccine to prevent it. I remember even my father crying when Freddie had to be put to sleep.
I found my dog Maddie, or I should say she found me, on a rainy day 11 years ago. My daughter and I were at my son’s school getting ready to go home after volunteering. It was a very cold and rainy January day here in San Diego. I looked up at the teacher’s parking lot, and I saw the cutest little white dog (she’s a cairn terrier…my Toto). She didn’t have a collar, and she was so cold and wet. I called her over and she came running. First thing she did way lay down and show me her belly for a rub. That’s all it took. I brought her home, gave her a bath, cooked her up some chicken breasts, and she’s been with us ever since. No one ever posted signs looking for her. No one ever claimed her, so she became a part of our family.
She’s been having seizures lately. The most recent one, last week, really scared us. She has lots of tumors on her body, but the vet said she’s too old to remove them. She’s a good old girl. Her day consists of going from one pillow to the next, eating, and not being annoyed by the puppy!
Thank you for all the work you do rescuing cats and making their lives better. You help them to regain their dignity, and you deserve a star for that.
Love, Fran ^~^
Good Morning Fran,
Thanks for making me cry before coffee! You are what I refer to as a “land angel”. No cloud for you, too much work to do. No one should die alone, especially when they are scared and suffering. It takes courage to have your pet put down. Some people will let a pet suffer because they can’t bear to lose them. Unlike humans, cats can escape their misery sooner if taken to the vet. He made a big impact on your life because you were forced to deal with the intensity of your emotions in a short time. It can be a surprise to people to learn how much love they feel for a pet. I have actually talked to people who are confused by their grief and will say “but he was just a cat”. Two legs? Four legs? Love is still love. Pets have no politics, they love us as we are. How many people will accept you that graciously?
I spend my days working to save stray cats in a rural area. People will come up to me annoyed and say “You can’t save the world!” I thank them for their uplifting advice and keep going. Sometimes you can reach indifferent people and sometimes they choose to learn the hard way.
Those of us who have the calling for pet rescue, know there is no finish line.
That black shadow on the floor is Salem in his 10th life (they say cats have 9 in their life). He is still with you in spirit. Love never dies.
Hi, Lorna. I had a black cat that I named Salem. Or, as I would affectionately refer to him: “The Devil’s Spawn.” He was definitely his own boss. We had him a year before he fell terminally ill. It was so sad. At first, I noticed that he wasn’t able to close his eyes. I took him to the vet, and she prescribed ointment. But a few days later, he couldn’t even move, and the worst part was that the vet couldn’t tell us what was wrong with him. For his last days, he lived on the couch. I placed a wee-wee pad underneath him, and I had to give him water through an eyedropper. He couldn’t eat, and if we tried moving him, he would cry. I sat by his side the entire time. But after a couple of days, he was in such agony that we made the decision to have him put to sleep. The vet was very compassionate, and I was able to be there, petting him, as she performed the procedure. It was so difficult to see him go, but so much more difficult to see him suffering. We had a necropsy performed, and it turned out that his little body had been consumed with cancer.
We had him for just a short time, but he made a big impact on our lives. And once in a while, every so often, I’ll get a glimpse of a black shadow on the floor out of the corner of my eye.
Thanks for letting me share my story with you.
Oh it makes me crazy when people name a cat Fluffy or Whiskers. Put some thought into it!
Trine had the misfortune of stepping into a clothes dryer when he was young. They didn’t realize he was in there until they heard his screams. His hind leg was so mangled, they had to remove it. Soon after his owner had to move and said she would be putting “Benny” down. I know life isn’t fair, but I couldn’t let that happen. I took him under my wing and changed his name to Trine. Love is always the best cure. His fog of sadness has evaporated and he has hope and alertness in his eyes now. I love being a “Cat Slave”.
You were probably really close to Yipper since he was hand raised. You earned your whiskers!
You are welcome! There are many more cats waiting to be loved by you……
Thank you for your lovely poem! I will keep it and put it with Woo’s things as I find and collect them.
Yes, the first week is the hardest, and I do still keep thinking he will just pop up from somewhere in the garden, or from behind a curtain- and I think he kind of does. I will know when I feel him and when he is there-even if I can’t “see” him.
Thank you so much for your support and thoughtfulness in sharing.
I just LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, the name you gave to your new friend…..TRINE !!!!
My daughter adopted a cat here not too long ago and named him TWEAK!
I once owned a cat named YIPPER, because he never stopped talking…he constantly ” yipped “. I nursed him from when he was only 3 weeks old…..his mama had deserted him……he was the runt, but what a personality !!!!! He died a few years ago..but I still miss his chatter .
Blessed Be )O(….Gina Rose ext.9500
I remember this story. I will mail something to you in the morning.
I want to share something with you. I remember the last time you saw Tigger. I remember you were wiping tears out of your eyes, because he was blind. But I want you to know that he had a good life. Smokey did too. Tigger used to sleep under my blankets with his body stretched along me for the heat. Eventually he became incontinant(sp) and I had to keep him in a cage. One day I fed him in his cage and when I came back he was actually sleeping with his face in the food dish. I knew it was time. What I wanted you to know is this. As he was going blind with his glaucoma he memorized the layout. Eventually Linda removed both of his eyes. I really did not think about it at the time because he lived at least a few more years after that. He moved around that apartment like he could still see. He would even go out on the roof for the Sun. Lorna, he would dive off the furniture, and hit the floor true. I used to think alot about that after he was gone. He taught me something, very important, and I carry it even today. He taught me FAITH. I am glad you are here. We both know what I owe you.
You are so right on….. the very next morning after my beloved Doberman, Mariah, died at midnight the night before…..I got up to take her out…..it was such a habit…then it dawned on me she was gone.
I’ve always said that losing a pet is harder , sometimes ,than a human relative or human friend. At least it is for me.
I would love to see your poem as well.
Blessed Be )O(…Gina Rose ext.9500
OK, Jen, Hope this helps…..
A cat can share your life for years,
He will bring you joy, he will bring you tears.
He worries your nights and consumes your days,
All energy and love, just a child at play.
When his visit is over and his time must end,
You are never prepared for the loss of a friend.
Now he’s gone yet wild and free,
He never really belonged to me.
In my heart I will build a shrine,
No body, no ashes, they were never mine.
Sacred memories are all there can be,
I’m so glad he spent his whole life with me.
He is the windsong that fills my ears,
A furry breeze that dries my tears.
A rumbling purr and a soft meow.
“Love you Mom, but I have to go now.”
The first week is rough. You keep expecting them to walk around the corner.
People always say wearily…”you have to learn to detach.” I’m not an emergency room nurse, these cats share my life!
And the guilt. “I should have noticed. I should have been there. If only……..”
You loved him. He died knowing that. He is probably being bad and sitting on the table or counter watching you as you read this, happily enjoying the fact you can’t shoo him off. Cats can be sarcastic!
We mourn because we miss them. However, they are in a beautiful place. Mr. Woo wants you to remember the 18 years you had together. It makes him sad to see you sad. You will heal by honoring his memory.
I’ll send you a poem I wrote about losing pets. I think you will relate to it.
Mr. Woo went to the same place that all creatures with souls go to….the spiritual plane….you will see him again when it is your time to cross over.
Blessed Be )O(….Gina Rose ext.9500
Thank you Matt and Josepha-
I am curious to know where Woo went, but more curious to know where or who he was previous to being in my life (ans why I needed him so long- but am not complaining!) He was such a wise and all-knowing presence that I can’t help but think he was a great body of energy before being my cat (or should I say me being his human?) 😉
I will look forward to whatever comes and remember his love and affection as I learn whatever lessons he was trying to teach me for so long.
Thank you for sharing!
Hi Lorna (and every other helpful soul here!)
Yes- that feeling of panic was EXACTLY what I was feeling all of Tuesday night when I was dreaming. I had 4 dreams in total, with the last one being the one posted here and the most vivid. I cried all night long and was in such a state when I woke up that it was almost embarassing! Once I saw Mr Woo (that was his nickname) and saw he still wasn’t breathing correctly I called the vet and fell apart again.
On this, his 1 week anniversary of moving on, I am so comforted to know I am not alone- and have been trying to let almost a decade’s worth of his lessons sink in and find where they should be in my soul.
What you said about not being embarassed by your grief has been echoed by many others in my life who have lost pets and I think it is really important.
Thank you all for your understanding and helping me. I am sorry I haven’t been able to comment until now- just know I have been reading each post almost daily. Even seeing his picture or hearing these amazing words sets me off (yet again):)
Hi Gina Rose,
I just remembered something. When I was 19, I knew a psychic who used to hold her cat while she gave the reading. We used to laugh we were just teenies, but she would say, “let me and mr. kitty take a look at what is going on”
lol as a kid, I found it entertaining.
But now, I see it all so differently.
I totally forgot about the psychic and Mr. Kitty! Hmmmm
OH MY! It is a small world. I remember Save-A-Pet. I’m in northwestern Illinois now, bordered by Iowa & Wisconsin. I have to laugh when people call and say “You’re not in California!” Must be my “Chicago-speak”.
Since there is no finish line, I love to hear about other rescue groups. It gives me hope. Squidge was a bright Virgo energy. The heart’s capacity for breakage is amazing.
At the moment I have 10, two month old Aries kittens. I’ll leave the punchline to the reader!
Congratulations, Gina, on your new GrandBaby and Thanks for your kind words.
I’ve done alot of work over the years with animal rescue and still do….
I am very sorry for the loss of your
friend ” Squidge “….( I love that name
” Squidge “, by the way. )
Many, many, many MOONS ago, in 1977, I managed Save-A-Pet….a no-kill animal shelter that used to be on Rand Rd in Palatine.
Keep up the great work !!!!!!!!!!!!!
Blessed Be )O(….Gina Rose ext.9500
I liked the way you explained that dream to her….. you nailed it right on the head in your last paragraph….
Blessed Be )O(…Gina Rose ext.9500
…and Ariel is my new GrandBaby’s name too!
Yes, I agree, cats are extremely psychic, which is why , ( one reason why ),they were so adored and revered by Egyptians.
My Great-Aunt felt she was reincarnated Egyptian Royalty….and even made predictions about Archeology
digs and tomb findings that are still coming true some 30 plus years after her death.
Edgar Cayce, whom my Aunt knew and worked with, felt he was reincarnated Egyptian as well…..
Cats have a unique way of entering the dream state to say their good-byes.
And yes, I agree, felines are masters at astral travel….
Blessed Be )O(…Gina Rose ext.9500
My heart goes out to you, I know what it’s like to lose a pet. Consider yourself lucky that he said goodbye. I also believe that cats are great astral travelers, like psychic Matt said. I agree with Ariel as well. This is a release dream and you have a new adventure to look forward to.
So sorry about your loss Jen, it can be so difficult to loose a precious pet especially a cat, Mr Woo came to visit you in your dreams to let you know that he is okay, the connection within him looking in your eyes is to let you know he loves you very much!
Hugs to all animal lovers.
Telepathy is a cat’s voice. I do cat rescue and have saved over 300 of these amazing beings. I have been to my share of cat funerals and they are just heartbreaking.
Last winter I had a nightmare that one of my cats had been buried alive in a snow drift. I woke up in a panic with my heart pounding and ran from room to room looking for him. I found him on the basement floor dying. We bolted to the vet and as soon as she started his IV, he passed. He was only six years old. That night as I tried to sleep, heartsick and exhausted, I felt a pounce at the foot of the bed and felt the slinky steps of a cat moving toward me. When I turned on the light, no one was there.
Losing my “Squidge” is still very painful. My heart goes out to anyone who has lost a pet. Do not be embarrassed by your grief. Find comfort in the years you had to love them. Today I am the Vice President of an animal welfare group here in Illinois. I love cats and I also want the right to protect them. There is no such thing as a “dumb animal”.
Thank you to all who have shown them love and kindness.
LORNA EX. 9580
Hi Matt 5152
That is so true that cats are master astral travelers. My black cat Duke will appear–and then disappear–at my friend’s house, when I am just visiting or doing a workshop. And others will ask: “Do have a black cat?” By the way my guides are Egyptians.
Allison ex 9885
Sympathy to you Jen, who lost her beautiful kitty. After looking at this dream, I feel that Mr. Woo’s passing seems to symbolize and accentuate the letting go of a great deal of your past hurts (her ex-husband and two-long term relationships, plus her kitty).
Additionally, the cat in your dreams symbolizes the intuitive nature of cats (Mr. Woo knew he was feeling worse than his person did. Mr. Woo knew he needed attention.)
In every essence of this dream, there is evidence that you are facing the hurts that run deep in your psyche. Your deep intuition is preparing you to let go of them. Soon you will be able to move on. Your dream is helping you to mourn these losses. This is a release dream.
I’m so sorry,Jen,that you lost your kitty Mr.Woo……he was trying to get your attention, in the dream.
Mr. Woo was saying GoodBye…..he came to you in the dream state to tell you he his time was short and GoodBye.
Many animals will ” let go ” in this way….and cats are one of the most psychic
of all in the animal kingdom.
I’m sorry you lost your little buddy.
Blessed Be )O(….Gina Rose ext.9500
So sorry about your Loss..
I would say it was a goodbye dream without a doubt.”i have to go now”,.and a strong enough connection that he felt he needed to let you know.
I had a cat named Zues who was really LONG,.had a lot of soul.I had a super vivid dream one night just starring at Zues looking right in his eyes and reaching out and touching his face,.when he said,.”I have to leave.”
Zues was an outdoor cat and I never saw him again,.the next day he was gone without a trace,.and had vanished! I never heard or found anything out about him being in an accident or anything like that.
I believe cats are masters of astral travel,.going all the back to ancient eygpt.