Beloved Pet Stormy
by
Lori Jean Flory
This is the story of our collie Stormy who passed away
and reincarnated - being a spiritual medium, I thought that his story might
uplift those who have also lost beloved pets.
My husband Charles and I think all
dogs, cats and all of our animal friends come as four legged angels.
Animals DO have guides and guardian angels around them just as we do, and
animal guides as well ... just as we do. They also have bodies of light,
just as we do ... and when they pass over they continue in their bodies
of light in the heavenly realms ... just as we do. There are
special angels who care for them and love them.
This is the story of
a seven year old tri-colored (black, white, and tan) collie that we had whose
name was Stormy. (Pinewynd's Spring Storm). Our animal friends are also
highly evolved spiritual beings in their own right .... we have always felt
such. They are also individuals who have feelings, emotions, and thoughts on
things.
I often speak telepathically with them and
it's surprising some of
the things they think. They come with spiritual lessons to learn and
teach their human friends and we learn from them as well. They are LOVE
on four paws. We feel that angelic light can manifest itself in
an unlimited array of ways to bring forth divine energies to our
lives. Coincidentally angels don't ALWAYS have wings, but will come
in whatever way makes one comfortable so that a relationship may
commence. There is no limit to the ways that God's love flows.
Look into the eyes of your
beloved pets and you will see God there smiling back at you. Stormy came
to this earth as a blessing from May 25, 1987 to August 13, 1994, a little
over 7 years. He had lymphatic cancer, problems with heart, lungs,
respiratory, dehydration, as well I think as diabetes. He taught us much in
his illness.
When Charles and I moved from Aurora CO up into the Colorado
Mountains, we did not know Stormy was ill. We did know that a couple times a
year he had had bouts with his tonsils and had allergies, and was prone
to sore throat occasionally. He also had thyroid problems.
One
evening, not long after we had moved into our house, I knew he was ill. I
felt his glands and they felt as large as golf balls. We called the vet and
rushed him over for treatment. That was when the roller coaster began. For
6-7 weeks, while Charles worked, I took him to the vet 26 times, about $1500
in bills gladly paid, and his care became my 24 hour a day project. We mentally and emotionally exhausted ourselves. An
entire kitchen counter was devoted to his special diet, medications that had
to be taken at different times, and in different amounts, and coordinated. I
was up every 2 hours taking his temperature (which he did not enjoy needless to say)
and every 2 hours giving him an injection just under the skin ... we were
trying to help him since at the time he had telepathically told me he wanted
to try to live.
Sleep was a thing of the past ... he also had
digestive enzymes, antibiotics, specific meds, vitamin therapy, honey, sea
salt, Bach remedies, all kinds of things from a holistic vet .... even
an experimental treatment that was supposed to be helping dogs
with lymphatic cancer ... and 3 other pets and ourselves to care for
as well. I would massage him and try laying on of hands.
Sometimes he
would get better and then he would nose dive ... teaching us the gifts of
little "feel good" miracles I would call them ... what hurt was
that he was too sick to enjoy his new yard and he would hide out, as he was
so sick. He had X rays, tests of every kind, EKG's, he would be hooked up to
tubes for electrolytes and I would sometimes sit for hours and hold his paws
or cradle his head as did Charles when he was not at work.
On August 13, I had once again taken
Stormy to the vet who was short in the compassion area (have not seen
him since) ... and we were running out of money ... that one day we were
charged more than we were told we would be charged and I lost my temper. I
also knew that either we had a difficult choice of continuing and losing our
house, or letting Stormy go. I remember calling Charles at work that day,
hysterical. We both decided together that it was time to let him go, that he
had no quality of life left, and by this time was miserable.
He had
suffered, was in pain, his eyes dark and hollow, he was exhausted. He had
trouble getting up, walking, and would not come when called. Being released
for him was a gift. My angel Daephrenocles told me he would personally care
for him.
I remember he was laying by the couch and the last thing I
heard when I took him out the door was Yanni ... so I could not listen to
that for a long time without being reminded. Charles was down in Denver and
we had agreed to meet and take him to the vet - his original vet, not
the one whom we felt was rather cold emotionally ... the
whole ride down he lay depressed in the back seat ... when we finally
got near the vets office he got up and came up and started to lick
Charles face as he drove. He knew relief was near.
For us it was
horrible ... we both began to cry so hard in the vets lobby that we could
not speak for minutes ... in between sobs we both explained again to them what the situation was. They led us into a room and we
both kissed his nose and said good bye and asked him to let us know he was ok
once he was in spirit. We stayed a while longer, and once Stormy was gone, we
went home and could feel his relief already.
When we got home the
first thing that happened was
that in the place where he had laid by the couch, a bright white light
flashed. Then a picture of an angel that was securely tacked to the wall fell
to the floor. When we went to bed, I saw his face, now in spirit, hovering at
the ceiling at least 2-3 times and I felt his presence at the side of the
bed. I saw him quite clearly. This was the start of 6 months of
communications from him to me that he was coming back. I saw him in outer
vision, inner vision, spiritual hearing, sense, dreams,
everything.
The next morning I heard a dog bark next to the bed when our
other two dogs were upstairs. I told him "Stormy, we love you deeply and
you will always be family to us notmatter what, but we do not want to impede
your progress into the light. If you are ready to go into the light now
its okay and we will always be connected. We will always love you."
I received major resistance to that suggestion, he was not yet ready
to go.
I heard, saw, sensed, and felt him on the inner and outer
levels, dreams, visions - everything. He kept letting me know he was coming
back. Spirit told me late March and they were right - he was born actually
again March 25. I remember March 25. Charles and I had been watching a Lassie
movie and all of a sudden an intense wave of energy came over me and I
KNEW that he was back that day ... (and it turned out to be correct) ... we actually picked up the puppy to take home May 14 on
Mothers Day.
I began to see him as well as sense him all over the house. I often saw his
face with my open physical eyes ... or hovering behind Charles. He
would come to visit with the angels and guides. I would see a white light
face here, floppy ears and a ruff ... first within I saw his dead body
and then he with our 2 other dogs, sparkling and healthy ... he wanted
us to know he was fine.
I would dream of things like Stormy trying to
get across a bridge to me, or through a window to me ... once I saw him
trying to cross a bridge between two buildings to us. Another time, I saw him as clear as day with my open
eyes laying on the floor watching me exercise.
In many dreams I saw him
trying to come back ... one morning just for the fun of it, I decided to
look at the classifieds and look at collie puppies ... I had no real intent
of doing anything. As I opened the paper to that section, I heard a very loud
booming noise at that moment ... I thought okay someone is not happy about my
doing this. He had telepathically told me not yet ..... We live in the
mountains, it is silent up here, and there are no loud booming noises that
simultaneously occur.
I knew who and what it was. One night, as I fed
our other two dogs chopped liver, I heard a loud bark behind me that was not
the other two. (Stormy loved liver). I looked at our other collie Laddie who
was laying in his "cave" under the dining room table and he looked
at me as if to say "sorry mom but I did not bark". Once again I
knew who it was. Also sometimes when I would go to give the other two liver,
I would see a bright flash of blue light next to them ... again I knew who
it was.
One night our cat Whiskers was sick. I saw a white light dog
next to her with floppy ears and a long nose. Stormy again. Next morning she
was feeling better.
Once when the light was flashing
as I was
feeding the others liver, I playfully held out the liver to the light and
said "Here Stormy!" and the light stopped flashing. One night Charles was in
the back yard and heard a dog behind him bark, when the others were inside.
He turned and no one was there. I playfully told him to go back out and
announce to Stormy that he knew he was there, tell him he loved him, and that
he was always welcome here. He got chills all over.
Chills are a
verification of truth - it is as simple as the angels or guides touching the
edge of your aura and causing a chill. Kind of like a Yep, that's true,
listen to that? feeling ... dogs by the way do have auras and chakras just as
people do (all animals and birds do).
We had really had a hard time
finding Collie puppies in the state of Colorado .... and we used to show
collies and had many contacts but just could not find any. Finally one
evening I was looking in the Sunday ads and lo and behold - COLLIE PUPPIES!!
This was May 13 and Charles still laughs, I jumped up and started to get all
excited and said look, look Collie Puppies!!! and I about went nuts telling
him we HAD to call these people and check it out. It's not like we had $250
for a puppy but I convinced Charles to call - even though it was a couple hours
drive from us and they had but one female puppy left and promised to hold her
for us to the next day.
When we went to see the puppy, we fell
in love with her right away. I saw again a vision of Stormy's face right
above her and then his essence merged with that of the puppy and I didn't
have another vision of him. He had come back. Almost immediately the puppy began to do things he used to do that only we could have known. We believe in
reincarnation but also have a deep belief in God, a deep spirituality. I knew
that if I met a puppy who instantly thought I was a human napkin for his
nose that I would know who it was - the other two dogs never did that.
She
began to do things only we would have known (she has never
once howled) .... and we knew that we had been blessed with a gift and
given another chance to be together again. We named her Cherie, her AKC
name is Cherie Star Bright Angel.
I wanted to share this story with you
in the hope that it might touch someone who has lost a pet and to know that
they DO move into the light just as we do and sometimes they DO come back.
If not, when you make the transition someday, that beloved pet will be there to
meet you. LOVE LIVES ON!
Recommended book:
"What They Saw at the Hour of Death: A New Look at
Evidence for Life After Death"
by Karlis Osis.
Info/Order
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About The
Author
 Lori Jean Flory is a spiritual
channel who has been experiencing angels since the age of three. She is the
co author with Brad Steiger of the book "The Wisdom Teachings of Archangel
Michael" and has been a writer of uplifting heart brightening sharings for
over 10
years. She can be reached at
This e-mail address is being protected from spam bots, you need JavaScript enabled to view it
or visit
her inspirational web site at: http://www.catfishcapitol.com/lori/lori_home.htm.
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