Well, continuing our longstanding tradition of multiple blogposts during the day here at Chrysalis…
Tiger’s passing is the first time I’ve ever faced the death of a pet, or making an end of life decision (The Big Guy and I made it together…) for an animal… it is only the second time I have faced a death within the immediate circle of ‘my familly’…
…the first time was my Mom’s death from Lung Cancer over 18 years ago…
Let me just say this week has been one helluva of a way to find out I have some unresolved grief and mortality issues!
At least I am holding on to my sense of humor… that is one of those qualities I count as a blessing and I am most grateful for!
I am simply trying to accept my thoughts and feelings (including moments of warped humor and grief) , and to let my feelings and thoughts flow freely rather than trying to bottle things up so as to avoid hurt or pain or sadness…
So over the last few days I have had some emotionally and physically exhausting days… I have been contemplating loss and life and death. I journaled/jotted some things down in my peacock journal…
1/10/09
Magic and prayer and faith can work wonders and make miracles and move mountains. Sometimes, though, they do not.
Sometimes sickness and death and tragedy come barging into our little spiritual garden party.
These are the times we must break out our tool box of magic and spiriutality.
They are Tools, suited to some things, not suited to others.
1/11/09
It is through building and developing and cherishing our relationships with, and understanding of, our Deities that we are able to weather the lesser and greater mysteries of loss and grief and pain and suffering and fear.
1/11/09
Acceptance, Loss, and realizing that sometimes we cannot work wonders, these too are a part of Their mysteries.
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So we brought Tiger home and found a place in the back yard for him and buried him beneath some Hibiscus bushes… I poured some libations that night and lit some incense as it was the last night of the Full Moon, and asked the Goddess and God to accept his body and soul into their loving arms…
SO many thoughts and feelings swishing around within me these days…
Maybe more here later…
Peace,
Pax
Chrysalis 
Freyja will look after your baby until you can be with him again. She’s good like that. :soft smile:
Meanwhile, a big hug for you. I know this pain. Been through it twice – when my Fancey died in 1994, and again when Bean died last July.
And isn’t it funny how we love these cats so much we do it all over again – we now have Gustav in our life and he’s mortal too…
Do you have any other pets in your life at this time (other than Big Guy)?