Sometimes it is hard to have a big compassionate heart. If I could, I would probably find a way to help so many more critters than I can right now. Recently we helped donate food for a food and supplies drive for our local shelter who had just taken in 40+ dogs from a hoarder, and while there I went to visit the critters up for adoption. Thinking on it, I felt compelled to write a bit about animals and their choosing us.
I went in to visit with the dogs at the shelter when I dropped off some of the food and towels, and was looking to share a little loving healing and Ttouch with those who were open for it. Of course I found a pup who was just lovely, and wished I could give her a home. I talked to my husband about her and we went back to visit her together the next day, and see if she could perhaps be a part of our family.
It's obvious she's a man's dog, and she was very loving and well behaved and full of wonderful happy energy. And she's a beautiful girl. But as we spent more time with her we realized that we were not who she's seeking. We weren't her forever home. While we were ready to probably upset my geriatric crew with a new sibling, we realized that it isn't time for us or for her to be with us. It was obvious she wasn't looking for us and I truly feel that the right person would be there for her before long. (She was adopted about 3 weeks after our visit.)
This was ok with us. Because we understood that an animal that comes into your life picks or chooses to be with you and be your soul companion. They will come into your life whether or not you're ready. They come when they need you, or your heart truly needs them. All my life my soul companions, big and small, have entered my life when they needed to be with me, and about all of my animals are rescues or adopted from this shelter over the last 29 years, with the exception of horses. Those that I have adopted, chose me and there was an instantaneous bond when they connected with me. Djinn, my russian blue kitty is a shelter adoptee about 13 yrs ago now. However, he and the boy whom I adopted with him were special in the way they were selected. You see I was living in Bisbee Arizona at the time and had lost my beloved boy kitty who was really my soul mate, and I was grieving and feeling very bereft. I called my father here in Santa Fe telling him I really needed to share love with another siamese kitty. He came to the Santa Fe Shelter looking for the "right" kitty for me. At the time they didn't have a siamese, but had this pretty Russian Blue boy with these solemn green eyes who was about 6 months old. Dad picked him up and knew he'd found the one. When he called me to tell me, I knew his name and said yes, I would love him. When he went back to finish the adoption papers, a man came in with a scared 4 month old siamese cross with the most intense blue eyes imaginable (as a voluntary drop) and dad on the spot said he'd be adopting him too. When he called to break it to me about the second kitty, it was alright, and I knew his name too, Cinna. Cinna left me 4 yrs ago, and I miss him. But Djinn is still with me, and like my other boys, Mushy and Lil'Shit they are very much a part of me.
Moving along, being the perverse little furry imps that my current crew can be, when we got home from the shelter today, it was as if they knew I'd been "unfaithful" and I no sooner sat down and found myself inundated with purring and licking furry bodies. They couldn't get close enough. It was as if they were saying, "it's ok mom, sometimes you just gotta share a little love with another who needs it." Made me cry to realize once again, just how very blessed I am with my kids, how much they continually share love with me and remind me of compassion. So the one truth I have found are that the animals who really share their lives with us, they pick us, we don't pick them. Sometimes though, they may not find their soul partner right away or at all, and then we might be the ones chosen to help them through their life. My husband agrees with this perception, and understands this. This being shown to us by the fact that one of my little dogs, Poppy, has chosen him, bonded totally with him, and truly adores him with every fiber of her being, it's that obvious. I was just the means to connect her with my husband. Yummy loves us both, but he is of the frame of mind that we are just here to serve him, even if he is very devoted to hubby also. LOL
So for now, we know it's not time, but we keep ourselves open to any animal who needs us if and when they do arrive. And we'll continue to love our current kids all that much more while they are with us.
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