Tuesday, January 25, 2011

 

Para-NORMA-lly Yours ~ Smokey




Many decades ago when I was probably nine-ish, Gorgeous Tuxedo Smokey entered my life. These are my only surviving photos that include him, his mother Biggie, and a sibling named Fluffy. For the precious few months we had together before he disappeared permanently, Smokey became my soul-kittie. He learned everything on one try. He kissed me all the time with affection. He knew what I was thinking telepathically. In the days of Smokey and me, back in The Stone Age...... most cats lived outdoors, only came in during bad weather, and did not get altered or use litterboxes.


Smokey did not return for food one day, and it caused me a trauma so severe, that I literally chose to forget it until my dear friend's dog was put to sleep a few years ago. This particular night I simply couldn't sleep and felt very anxious, but did not consciously know yet that they had to put their failing dog to sleep. I fitfully slept and then saw Smokey as vividly as my keyboard which is right in front of my eyes as I type these words for you to read.


Smokey showed me what had transpired with my friend's dog, and then led/pranced her across The Rainbow Bridge with me following gingerly behind them. I saw so many of my deceased loved ones waving to me on the "OTHER SIDE!" As I followed Smokey and my friend's dog to Rainbow, I tried to cross over with them. But alas, I was told, "It wasn't my time yet." Then I awoke to see it was only five a.m. and the phone was ringing. My girlfriend was sobbing on the other end and told me they had just put her dog to sleep. Everything I saw in the dream and Smokey showed me was precisely what my bereaved friend said on the phone at that ungodly hour.


I pray with every fiber of my being that God Almighty allows me to sweetly enjoy all those who I so cherish when it is my turn to leave here for Rainbow. In the meantime, please direct your "Para-Norma-lly Yours" comments to the blog and it will surely be printed for all the readers to ponder and enjoy! ~ Blest Be. RubyNorma *o*
Comments: =
1-RubyNorma,
We once lived on your block. What a surprise to see your long ago kitties.
Your Brooklyn, NY Neighbors from many eons ago. Marilyn

2-Over the years we have had many unusual encounters with our deceased loved ones. I used to think it was odd. Now I think it is normal. Roger in Tucson

3-Do you actually want me to believe this? I find it hard to accept. anon

4-We come from India, where the belief in paranormal events is daily life.
What a stunning visit you had with your precious Smokey. Of course he
was guiding your friend's dog to the other side. Thanks for sharing this.
Dahinha

5-I lost my sight many years ago and have had to overcome this by enhancing the other senses.
Amazingly, my ESP kicked in bigtime to help out. Thank you for telling us this story that
obviously means so much to you. When my seeing eye dog crossed over to Rainbow, after
I grieved beyond words, he came back to visit regularly. True love does not recognize different
dimensions of consciousness. Ama Rose in Wyoming.

Comments:
Comments: =
1-RubyNorma,
We once lived on your block. What a surprise to see your long ago kitties.
Your Brooklyn, NY Neighbors from many eons ago. Marilyn

2-Over the years we have had many unusual encounters with our deceased loved ones. I used to think it was odd. Now I think it is normal. Roger in Tucson

3-Do you actually want me to believe this? I find it hard to accept. anon

4-We come from India, where the belief in paranormal events is daily life.
What a stunning visit you had with your precious Smokey. Of course he
was guiding your friend's dog to the other side. Thanks for sharing this.
Dahinha

5-I lost my sight many years ago and have had to overcome this by enhancing the other senses.
Amazingly, my ESP kicked in bigtime to help out. Thank you for telling us this story that
obviously means so much to you. When my seeing eye dog crossed over to Rainbow, after
I grieved beyond words, he came back to visit regularly. True love does not recognize different
dimensions of consciousness. Ama Rose in Wyoming.
 
You're not psychic. You did not communicate with your dead cat from beyond the grave. You do not have special powers. You were sleeping and had a dream. Get over yourself!
 
What a beautiful story.
 
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