I do have to set the record straight, and have to admit I am a little embarrassed, but then Scott has always been good at that.
Yes, Scott is alive and he has been Resting in peace, but not in the spirit world, just somewhere here on the property. I was thinking of him while riding the bus from Cotacachi yesterday, his quiet demeanour and thoughtful way on the last days I saw him, reminding me of a human. I realized this was why I was so sad. It seemed to me that he had become so much more than a puppy, not that being a puppy wasn’t enough, but I felt as though I had seen a transformation. It did something to me, watching this happen, although it is not something I can explain properly. It was a very deep emotion brought up from the well of my past, reminding me of something I cannot quite put my finger on. But it is there…..
I have no idea where he has been hiding these last days, but when I got home yesterday, he was on my doorstep sleeping. I thought I was seeing things, maybe it was Chiripa, they have the same color of fur after all. But no, it was indeed Señor Scott laying peacefully on the sidewalk. Chiripa and Scrappy must have stayed in town waiting for my return because they are not here. It was pouring rain when I got off the bus and began my walk home, and I got pretty wet. Scott on the other hand was dry, so I assume he made his way to my cabin after I left. It seems he wants to be alone as he heals, something which really surprises me – Chiripa was the opposite.
I gave him some water and once more tried to feed him, but he would not take the food, only the water. When I went inside to put away my things and feed Mali, he once more disappeared, making me wonder if I had imagined the whole thing. I let him be, knowing this was what he wanted, he is dealing with his injuries the way he chooses to. I found him this morning under the bushes beside the cabin next to mine, sleeping comfortably. He was not my imagination, he is alive, and I am very happy.
I cannot explain the energy I felt the other night when I thought it was his spirit leaving, and to be honest do not wish to find an explanation. I made an assumption based on what was happening around me at the time. It was my own emotional state which made me feel it was Scott – and maybe it was, but not in the way I envisioned. It’s has made me wonder about the amazing possibilities of being aware of “spirit” connection. It is not important to understand exactly why I had the experience, only accept the beauty of the gift. Perhaps one day, I will understand, but for now I am content knowing Scott is still here, the light that went out, has begun to shine once more as I anticipate watching his playful spirit once more.
He will be an older, wiser spirit too, choosing his games a bit more carefully. At least I hope so. I welcome you back from the world between worlds, my little buddy!!