My dictionary defines ‘transition’ as the changing from one state or condition to another. Transitions can be physical, mental and emotional.
I like the word transition better than change because it evokes a sensation of flow and balance like the waves on a beach.
A few days ago a friend’s dog transitioned from his physical existence to a thought form. My feelings of loss blend with vivid memories of a happy dog living life to its fullest.
DOING THE SAND DANCE
I believe this dog found my friend and created a bond of companionship – an agreement that allowed each to be free to be. Their interactions were a joy to observe in the physical and I can still feel it in my memory.
Thank you Hugo for sharing your loving spirit and making life’s adventure worthwhile.
You are rememebered.