Prayer for Cheyenne
August 17, 2013. Almost daily for over fourteen years, since Cheyenne was a puppy, when I went to bed I said the following prayer:
“Thank You, Father-Mother God, for keeping Cheyenne safe and protected, and for bringing her home safely. I surround you, Cheyenne, with the white and gold light of the Christ spirit, and decree for you balance, harmony, protection, and the fulfillment of your potential within the dog species. Amen.”
I have repeated this prayer during the week since her transition; only now, “home” refers to the spiritual realms where she is in God’s keeping.
August 20, 2013. This morning, as I was walking to the workshop to retrieve the lawn mower, I had the sweet sensation that Cheyenne was walking along my right side, keeping pace with me. We had taken this same walk many hundreds of times. I didn’t know if she was actually there in her astral body or not, but I took great comfort in the sensation of her presence.
So, I started talking out loud to her. As we crossed the bridge over the creek, I said, “Wow, Cheyenne, you sure enjoyed going through your creek, stopping and taking a drink of water. You loved your creek.” As we walked the rutted drive, I continued: “I always loved petting you; your coat was so soft and wonderful to touch. I loved rubbing your great big pointed ears, too; you liked that just as much as the belly rubs. And I got such a delight out of smelling the uniquely sweet scent on the side of your cheek: your individual imprint. That was so special! I will always remember you by that unique scent. Cheyenne, I celebrate your life and the new adventures you now have before you. I love you.”
Later in the day, I learned that Robert had had a vision of Cheyenne in his morning meditation, not long before my walk. He saw her as a lively year-old puppy, exploring her new life, eager for the excitement of a walk or of playtime. That is the vision of happiness we should hold for her. I, too, had envisioned that alert, eager nature of hers around dawn this morning, as I lay in bed projecting love for her well-being. In addition, MariLyn shared that she had dreamed of Cheyenne last night. Amazing synchronicity! All three of us had a memorable connection today with Cheyenne. Here is MariLyn’s dream:
“I was in a very large elementary school building, as if to signal that it was in the astral planes. The halls were at least triple the standard width. I was walking through the hall looking for Cheyenne. From time to time I ran into various teachers I had known at Eagle Point [school in Minnesota]. I kept looking into classrooms trying to locate Cheyenne, calling her name, asking her to come out here where I could see her. Finally I reached the right room; she happily came out to join me and we walked down the hallway together.
“The walk didn’t last long before I woke up. It wasn’t as though we had a particular destination, nor were we in a hurry. It was just enough to make contact and share our loving bond once again.”
MariLyn, a former elementary school teacher, often has dreams with the symbolism of schools and teaching children. But unique to her with this dream is the extraordinary size of the facility. Surely the imagery not only evokes the “many rooms in our Father’s mansion” and the passageway (hallway) between dimensions, but also coincides perfectly with what I’ve received about Cheyenne being trained (retrained) in an astral “dog academy.”
From our mutual connections today, it appears Cheyenne’s astral dog trainer let her out of school for a short “recess.”
August 20, 2013. Richard, a longtime friend and Mark-Age member, e-mailed the following: “After reading the account of MariLyn’s precognition with Cheyenne [see Robert’s blog here ], I wanted to tell all of you that I experienced something related to this. When I was there in February, I was able to spend considerable time interacting with Cheyenne. While I was there I kept getting a nagging feeling that Cheyenne’s time here was coming to an end. I did not know any specifics like how or when, just a knowing that her work here was almost completed. I did my best to fill my time with her with as much attention as I could give her, and I knew before I was to leave that weekend that this would be my last physical interaction with her.
“I was blessed to be able to say my good-byes to her and express my love for her before I headed home. I did not feel it would be appropriate to share any of this with you at the time, and it only feels right now because of MariLyn’s experience.
“As it is with all of you, it is and has been my privilege to be a part of the family, so to speak, with Cheyenne being at the center of the family unit. She will be missed, but as I have read from Phillel’s more recent experiences, she will be held in loving memory by us all. Even though I am not physically connected with you, I feel as though I am right there celebrating her life with all of you. May God Bless you all.”
I e-mailed the following response to Richard: “Thank you, brother, for relating this very sweet story of your interaction with Cheyenne in February, and the precognition you experienced. It is a gift and a blessing from Spirit; and very fitting, as well, since you had lots of good connections with Cheyenne during your visits over the years. Way back, in fact, as I recall, she even crawled into bed with you when you were staying in my place once while I was in Texas! We had a good chuckle about that.
“The week after your visit in February, she had her attack of the vestibular syndrome. That was a very heartrending and scary time for me, as I thought we were going to lose her then. Robert and MariLyn felt similarly; and Robert also had had a telltale vision then about the masters preparing her for the crossover. But we all helped to pull her through that episode (also with lots of healing prayers from fellow Mark-Agers) and she actually seemed to ‘resurrect’ into an even healthier state, able to continue to enjoy life with us.
“Yet, we all knew that her time was limited here, due to her advanced age. There was no getting around that stark awareness of the canine’s natural life span. Still, in my wishful thinking, since she appeared to have recovered so well, I rather held to the thought that she might live another year.
“I do remember telling Dr. Mike, her vet, on a couple of occasions after that, including just this past June, that whatever time I had left with Cheyenne was very, very precious to me. And I surely did have many fabulous moments of loving interaction with her over the last six months of her incarnation. Each moment indeed was a special bonding.
“I’m more centered and at peace now in my heart. But as you know from your own experience with pets, the full healing will take a while. I have been through a huge ‘earthquake’ in consciousness and am still getting my bearings amid this life-changing event.
“Thank you again for your sharing, Richard. I’m very happy that Spirit included you as an instrument in that special receiving of clear-knowing (clairsentience), as Spirit also did so clearly with MariLyn. In various ways, all of us who were close to Cheyenne were given telltale signs so as better to prepare. I see that much more clearly now in hindsight. It is a divine blessing that Spirit, in Its infinite wisdom and love, eased the transition for her and for us over a six-month period: divine grace at work.
“Moreover, your recent awareness [revealed in an earlier e-mail] that somehow Cheyenne’s function would continue with us, in one way or another from the inner planes, shows again the interconnection. I have received very little in that regard, as you know; but Spirit has revealed enough of a snippet to establish a way forward interdimensionally as part of healing my heart. And for that I am grateful and in awe!”
Conference with El Morya/Mark
August 22, 2013. DREAM. While having a one-on-one discussion with El Morya/Mark at I Am Nation headquarters, a neighbor drove up. I excused myself and went outside to talk with him, to inform him about Cheyenne’s recent passing. Suddenly, a deer or two ran by, hightailing it through the field. Delightfully I exclaimed to the neighbor, “Cheyenne sure used to love chasing critters across her fields and through the woods!”
When I awoke, a sadness enveloped me. I recalled no details of my conversation with Mark, but I sensed he was checking up on me and we were having a heart-to-heart about my adjustment to Cheyenne’s transition.
Photos: (1) Phillel and Cheyenne, 2003, Mark-Age Archives. (2) Cheyenne in creek, 2013, Mark-Age Archives. (3) Cheyenne at play with a neighbor’s dog, Shadow, 2009, Mark-Age Archives (photo courtesy of Cathie Bird). (4) MariLyn and Cheyenne, 2006, Mark-Age Archives. (5) Phillel and Cheyenne, 2001, Mark-Age Archives; collage courtesy of Hartmut Jager using his artwork And No Death © by Hartmut Jager. (6) All Is Connected © by Hartmut Jager.