The
night after my first dog, Farley, died in 2009 I had a dream that
convinced me there was a heaven for dogs. I remember finding myself in a
very dark place and I was aware of someone standing next to me but I
couldn't see a face or, really, any detail
about him. After a moment I began to see a light off in the distance
and the light was moving toward where I was. As it got closer I realized
this light was made up of thousands of tiny pinpoints of light, very
intense and bright but they didn't hurt my eyes to look directly at
them. They were moving like waves and reminded me of the effect that
wind has on fields of wheat, how they swayed to and fro from the wind.
Soon they were everywhere around me moving here and there in these
gigantic waves of light. It was incredible. There was nothing like it
that I'd ever seen in special effects or movie CGI. It was
breath-taking.
Suddenly I realized that each pinpoint of light was something more than just a lot of lights. They were the essence of a previous life...angels? or what? The presence next to me was saying nothing. I was having to figure it out on my own. Then I noticed a light had separated from the rest and was coming toward me, quickly. And I recognized the light....it was Farley! Though I couldn't see him I knew it was him! I went down to a knee and the light was all over me....Farley was jumping on me and licking my face and wagging his tail! I knew it even though I couldn't see it! And I cried and I hugged the seemingly empty air but I could feel him! It was wonderful!
All the lights out there were dogs! They were running and playing and chasing each other...and Farley had been doing the same until he saw me and ran to me. He was happy, he was young again, and I could feel his energy. Most of all he was happy to see me and was showing it. And I was so happy to see him. The joy was amazing. After a bit I could feel that he was starting to look back at the other lights/dogs running out there and I knew it was time for him to rejoin his new pack. I "petted" him on the head (where I imagined it was) and the light buzzed around my face. Then it moved away from me and I stood up. Suddenly that pinpoint of bright light hesitated and circled around for a moment. Farley was taking one last look at me and I could tell that he was trying to let me know that he was okay and hoped to see me again some day. I waved him on, like I used to when I would send him out the back door into the yard, and he went on to join the other thousands of lights. I tried to keep my eye on him but eventually I lost him in all that beauty of movement.
The presence next to me "told" me that it was time to go and I said okay and thank you. Was the presence God? I don't know but I think it was probably an angel. Really, I do think that. Next thing I knew I woke up in the dark, in my bed. I had tears in my eyes but I woke up happy. I slept well the rest of the night.
The next morning I buried Farley in a place at the old house where he liked to scratch his back in the grass, where he had felt pleasure many times in his life. It was hard work to dig such a big hole but I did it right and I did it for him. I miss him so much, just as I miss my other dogs and cats. I will see them again. I know they're in a happy place and I know it exists. Nobody can tell me otherwise. This is my story. - Alan
Suddenly I realized that each pinpoint of light was something more than just a lot of lights. They were the essence of a previous life...angels? or what? The presence next to me was saying nothing. I was having to figure it out on my own. Then I noticed a light had separated from the rest and was coming toward me, quickly. And I recognized the light....it was Farley! Though I couldn't see him I knew it was him! I went down to a knee and the light was all over me....Farley was jumping on me and licking my face and wagging his tail! I knew it even though I couldn't see it! And I cried and I hugged the seemingly empty air but I could feel him! It was wonderful!
All the lights out there were dogs! They were running and playing and chasing each other...and Farley had been doing the same until he saw me and ran to me. He was happy, he was young again, and I could feel his energy. Most of all he was happy to see me and was showing it. And I was so happy to see him. The joy was amazing. After a bit I could feel that he was starting to look back at the other lights/dogs running out there and I knew it was time for him to rejoin his new pack. I "petted" him on the head (where I imagined it was) and the light buzzed around my face. Then it moved away from me and I stood up. Suddenly that pinpoint of bright light hesitated and circled around for a moment. Farley was taking one last look at me and I could tell that he was trying to let me know that he was okay and hoped to see me again some day. I waved him on, like I used to when I would send him out the back door into the yard, and he went on to join the other thousands of lights. I tried to keep my eye on him but eventually I lost him in all that beauty of movement.
The presence next to me "told" me that it was time to go and I said okay and thank you. Was the presence God? I don't know but I think it was probably an angel. Really, I do think that. Next thing I knew I woke up in the dark, in my bed. I had tears in my eyes but I woke up happy. I slept well the rest of the night.
The next morning I buried Farley in a place at the old house where he liked to scratch his back in the grass, where he had felt pleasure many times in his life. It was hard work to dig such a big hole but I did it right and I did it for him. I miss him so much, just as I miss my other dogs and cats. I will see them again. I know they're in a happy place and I know it exists. Nobody can tell me otherwise. This is my story. - Alan
