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Wednesday
Keep It Positive and Soon it Will Be
When you focus on what's "bad", you'll get more "bad".
If you focus on what's "good", you'll get more of that.
You always get more of what you are focused on.
Start creating your own heaven on earth
and start looking at what's good!
You'll be sure to find it.
Some of us have experienced Heaven on Earth.
It's called LOVE.
Thursday
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Tuesday
Write a Letter to Jack
You can ask me anything. I have been here at Rainbow Bridge for awhile now; reunited with my soul family and I am happy to share with you what I know. There are a few questions that must be left unanswered because if you knew the answers they would impact the way you live and this would change your destiny. Any question is a good question, so feel free to ask. There are no silly questions and there is always an answer.
The most important thing you must remember is that if a friend or loved one has crossed the Bridge and you are sad and longing to be with them again, YOU MUST LIVE OUT YOUR LIFE ON EARTH AND LEARN THE LESSONS YOU NEED TO LEARN BEFORE YOU CAN CROSS THE BRIDGE TOO. You must grow from your life and your love and your loss. I know it's hard. That's why I'm here. If you struggle with loss, tell me about it and we'll walk you through it with love, compassion and understanding.
Join my Pet Loss Group on Facebook, Follow my Facebook Fan Page and get daily inspiration and support. More importantly read my book, "Jack McAfghan: Reflections on Life with my Master" by Kate McGahan. Available at Amazon.com in Print, Large Print and on Kindle. It will answer questions you did not know you even had. In just a few short hours you can be on the road to healing.
Love,
Jack
To write your letter, go to "Write A Letter To Jack" on the righthand side of my Home Page and I will answer you upon receiving it. When you write it you give me permission to reprint it if I believe it will help others. If you are a private person and you don't want me to use your name or your pet's name, just let me know that and we will disguise your identity.
Sunday
Oh Ye of Little Faith.... Yes, Even You Kate
I haven't sent her a sign in awhile.
Last night she put her hands on her heart and asked me to come to her. She thought that it would be in the form of a dream, but she woke up and there had been no dream. I had something else in mind.
She took Immy and Joey out to the trail as she does each morning and as they approached she saw a small tuft of blonde hair in the middle of the trail. "Hmm." She figured it must be Immy's or Joey's from the walk the night before, but I had left her a love letter on the trail. It was my hair in the shape of a heart.
Even she didn't believe it at first, but she took a picture of it anyway. On the way back she found that it had been trampled into an "S" shape. She picked it up and held it next to Immy's fur and it was much blonder. She held it next to Joey's fur and it was much coarser. It had little glints of shine in it, like my hair had.
It may sound crazy, but WHEN YOU HAVE NO LOGICAL EXPLANATION FOR SOMETHING, THAT'S HOW YOU KNOW IT IS TRUE. Magic can happen when you live on the other side of Rainbow Bridge. We do whatever it takes to prove to you that we are still with you.
She took it home and planted it in the soil of her ficus tree.
That's not the end of the story. When she put my hair in the planter that held the tree, she stopped and looked at the tree. She realized she had not really paid attention to the tree even though she had watered and fed it regularly. Many years ago when someone gave it to her, she tied its many trunks together with landscaping ribbon so that it would stand tall and straight. She looked at that ribbon today; the ribbon that had been holding the tree together and realized that it was binding it tight. Almost suffocating it. She got her shears and cut the ribbon and the tree stayed bound and tight. We do that for awhile when we do something long enough. We stay bound even when we are set free. It stood there like a petrified soldier.
She gently pulled the branches apart bit by bit. The breeze was blowing in from the nearby doorway and it blew the leaves that had been compressed inside the tree, inside the branches that he been held so tight. The dead leaves that had been trapped fell all around the floor. The tree was open and breathing for the first time in years. She looked at the tree with amazement. She was so happy to see it so open and free.
She will be feeling better soon too because we are ALL connected. All beings. Me with her and her with me and me and her with that tree. She will be feeling better soon too! Open and free. There are so many reasons we come to you. You cannot even begin to imagine how we do what we do and why.
Look around you and your environment and see what it says about you.
You see I knew she'd share this story with you and that maybe you will feel better soon too.
Last night she put her hands on her heart and asked me to come to her. She thought that it would be in the form of a dream, but she woke up and there had been no dream. I had something else in mind.
She took Immy and Joey out to the trail as she does each morning and as they approached she saw a small tuft of blonde hair in the middle of the trail. "Hmm." She figured it must be Immy's or Joey's from the walk the night before, but I had left her a love letter on the trail. It was my hair in the shape of a heart.
Even she didn't believe it at first, but she took a picture of it anyway. On the way back she found that it had been trampled into an "S" shape. She picked it up and held it next to Immy's fur and it was much blonder. She held it next to Joey's fur and it was much coarser. It had little glints of shine in it, like my hair had.
It may sound crazy, but WHEN YOU HAVE NO LOGICAL EXPLANATION FOR SOMETHING, THAT'S HOW YOU KNOW IT IS TRUE. Magic can happen when you live on the other side of Rainbow Bridge. We do whatever it takes to prove to you that we are still with you.
She took it home and planted it in the soil of her ficus tree.
That's not the end of the story. When she put my hair in the planter that held the tree, she stopped and looked at the tree. She realized she had not really paid attention to the tree even though she had watered and fed it regularly. Many years ago when someone gave it to her, she tied its many trunks together with landscaping ribbon so that it would stand tall and straight. She looked at that ribbon today; the ribbon that had been holding the tree together and realized that it was binding it tight. Almost suffocating it. She got her shears and cut the ribbon and the tree stayed bound and tight. We do that for awhile when we do something long enough. We stay bound even when we are set free. It stood there like a petrified soldier.
She gently pulled the branches apart bit by bit. The breeze was blowing in from the nearby doorway and it blew the leaves that had been compressed inside the tree, inside the branches that he been held so tight. The dead leaves that had been trapped fell all around the floor. The tree was open and breathing for the first time in years. She looked at the tree with amazement. She was so happy to see it so open and free.
She will be feeling better soon too because we are ALL connected. All beings. Me with her and her with me and me and her with that tree. She will be feeling better soon too! Open and free. There are so many reasons we come to you. You cannot even begin to imagine how we do what we do and why.
Look around you and your environment and see what it says about you.
You see I knew she'd share this story with you and that maybe you will feel better soon too.
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