Asher, Codie

What Now?

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Codie

I like to remember Codie in her fur coat. She had thick curly hair and bright amber eyes. Mom used to call her Princess Amber Eyes.

There are so many stories about Codie. That’s what happens when you are chosen by a forever family and you live to be sixteen. So many years together. So many memories.

About six months before she died Codie agreed to write her life’s story. Why she waited so long I do not know. Perhaps she really did not want to bark about herself.

Yesterday Codie came back to us. She chose a beautiful rose to mark her return. She called it her signature.  I did not see her but I knew that she was present. I felt her spirit and was comforted.

Codie can put her thoughts in my head. If I am very still my quiet self can hear her silent barking.  Codie said she will pass her thoughts to me so that I can tell the others.

I’m not sure why Codie chose me as her listener. I’ve always been a little wild, and hardly introspective. But I am honored and will do my very best. Tess and Jack said they will help me. They already have experience at quiet listening and will teach me. I am ready Codie. I am listening.

Asher

Codie

I Am Barking

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Codie

I nearly barked out loud as I came down the driveway towards the house. What once had been a humble split rail fence at the entrance to the property was now a sturdy six foot fence and gate. There was only one explanation for such an enormous fence: Asher.

That little rascal loved an adventure from the time he could walk. Even when I was still there to keep an eye on him, he would slip off to explore the ravine. I wonder how long this fence will hold him.

I passed through the closed gate without effort. No longer clothed in fur and flesh I can go anywhere.

It is slightly more than one year ago that I left my body behind. You cannot cross the rainbow bridge burdened with a worn out body. I am not ready to encounter Asher or my people. I am still getting used to the experience of life without physical being.

There is so much to bark about – my last days, the passage, what I found on the other side. Honestly I don’t know where to start or how to describe where I have been and what I have seen. Please be patient as I try to make sense of things. For now I will pass my thoughts to Asher so he can tell the others. In time I may be able to tell my own story. I will bark more later.

Asher, Codie

The Sign of the Rose

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Before she died Codie told me her spirit would return to watch over us. She said she had to stay on the other side of the rainbow bridge for a whole year, but once the year had passed she would be free to come and go.

Codie said I would know when she was back. It has been a year since she left us, so I’ve been watching for her sign.

Mom was restless this morning and went out early to check on the chickens. As she passed her favorite rosebush she saw a beautiful new rose. It was the only fresh rose on the bush and it was perfect.

Mom and I looked at each other. We knew it was a sign from Codie. From the time she was little Codie was a princess. She had dainty feet and loved to lounge on soft pillows. She always slept in bed with her people. Her chosen sign was elegant, befitting a princess.

It’s not clear to me how to communicate with Codie. For now it is enough to know that she is present with us in some form. I know she will tell of her travels across the rainbow bridge and what she found on the other side when she is ready.

Mom put Codie’s rose next to the spirit weight that contains a lock of Codie’s hair. I’ll write more about the spirit weight another time. Right now I’m going to sit by the front gate and wait for Codie. We’ve missed her so much. I hope she comes soon.

Codie