On loss.What Inspired Me to Help Homeless People and Animals -About Instincts, Letting Go, and Moving Forward into a Greater Purpose
Growing up I always had a great love for people and animals; however, to make a long story as short as I can, about ten years ago I had a small dog name Phoebe. Phoebe and I were extremely close. I was traveling with work at the time, and when I traveled I would leave her with friends. On this particular trip, as I dropped her off and walked away I turned to look at her and something in her eyes told me something. As we looked at one another it left me feeling strange. Three days into my travels, I had this dream that Phoebe was trapped underneath a fence, bleeding on her back. I called my friends to let them know about my dream and asked if they could possible bring her to another friend’s house or anywhere else. My friend advised me that she was fine and that I was overreacting. Uneasy with this conversation, I thought to myself ‘maybe they’re right and I am overreacting.’ So I let it go; that is until the next day when my instincts were now at full force. Within twenty-four hours of that phone call, my dog Phoebe was missing.
My heart was full of pain from being so far away and helpless to do anything. My thoughts turned to why did I leave her? I should have trusted my instincts at the first calling when it came through.
As I arrived at Newark Airport, my brother and brother in-law were waiting for me. Some of this is a blur; however, many knew how close Phoebe and I were. I have no children so she was my fur-child. I can now imagine what a parent feels when his/her child is missing. My heart knew and felt something that I did not want to admit out loud, that I felt her presence no longer on the planet. My mind wanted so much to be wrong. Determined to find her, I pulled a team of very close people together and we started an all out wide search with signs, posters and newspaper articles. With all the love and support, we did not stop night or day. I was on overdrive but something in my heart knew, it knew she was not here. After three straight weeks of shelters and calls from people all over with dogs thought to be Phoebe, overly tired I knew it was time to let go. I was worn down and so were the many people that were helping me. It was time to accept and face this harsh truth that I knew inside me. Our wonderful instincts, always trust them, please do!
That day I hired an organization that tracks homeless animals for up to one year, checking shelters daily. It has been ten years now and I know that Phoebe is close at heart but not on this planet. I share this with you because for many reasons: trust your instincts and always follow through! For quite some time I was broken, lost in grieving. I learned a strong message in loss, letting go and non-attachment, and that people and animals are only ever borrowed from the Universe.
Today I have made part of my life’s work helping homeless people and animals. Each day I live up to my promise that I made to myself. This has happened for a reason far greater than I can explain but I have taken that pain and turned it into something positive. This program is a huge part of Rock of Love and Hope (ROLAH), a non-profit organization that I established. Here I am, full of love and hope every day with all of these people and animals. I thank Phoebe for the ten wonderful years I was blessed to have her; she is with me in every person and every animal I help. Tears fill my eyes as I write this but they indeed are tears of joy, not sorrow. We must know that people and animals are only borrowed or leased to us while we are on this planet. We must appreciate everyone, for on this journey throughout time and space these people and animals are what help us to grow into our life’s purpose. With that said: Life does go on. I do have another beautiful dog that I love and adore along with many cats, but my dog travels with me to most places.
Please help others in any way you can, whether people or animals, this is my greatest message. Help make a difference and walk with a purpose. John Trafiantehttp://jtuniverse.comhttp://rebootmylife.comhttp://rolah.org