(I wrote this article September 21, 2018)
Twelve days ago, Sep. 9, 2018, we lost our beloved cat Hanzo-pu in a car accident.
It’s strange but since about one month ago even before his death I had been having uneasiness in my mind when I got up every morning. So I used to start the day with dull and gloomy feelings.
Now, when Hanzo-pu is gone, I easily understand that this was “foreboding”.
Since my husband Michael leaves home for work two hours before I get up every day, when I got up there were only two of us….. Hanzo-pu and me….. in the house. I wished my husband’s retirement to be sooner especially these days when I got up with bad feelings.
So I really, really, appreciated and had been grateful to Hanzo-pu who was with me.
At this time, Hanzo-pu suddenly died.
After his death my days started with deep sorrow because every morning I was back to reality. I had to know Hanzo-pu is gone…
Until this morning.
This morning, I saw a very strange but beautiful dream.
In my dream Hanzo-pu was still alive. Even though he had been involved in a terrible car accident.
He was not sleeping but just lying down in his cat-bed. (He was so big that we bought him a dog-bed :D) Since the accident he couldn’t walk.
Somehow also, it was my house in Japan where I lived with my parents and brother.
Hanzo-pu raised his upper body and saw me. I saw his bib-like white breast hair. It was ordinary adorable Hanzo-pu. His face said he had no pain.
But I got to know then poor Hanzo-pu couldn’t walk because his backbone was broken.
His body was half paralyzed.
Probably he wanted to get up, and he started to get out from bed, but his lower body didn’t cooperate him to walk.
I said to Michael “Let’s take him to the vet. so he will be treated.”
He said “Yes we should” but started to eat Philly Cheese steak sandwich on the sofa, which was one of Hanzo-pu’s favorite places. He used to spend happy relaxing times on Michael’s lap every day, sometimes for a couple of hours and sometimes for several minutes at his whim.
I guess he wanted to go to vet after being cuddled by Michael on his favorite place.
Next moment, a sudden location change happened.
I was in the car with Michael at the intersection of WWC street and WG street close by our house. We were waiting at the traffic light.
It’s interesting because the driver’s seat was on the right side. There was Hanzo-pu in the cat-bed on Michael’s lap.
I was sitting in the middle of back seat, there were two thin young women left side of me (in the dream they were cheerleaders) and my deceased mother who died ten years ago was on the right side of me though I couldn’t see her face, I was very sure it was her because vibes from her was my mother’s.
My dream was over then. I woke up.
It was a beautiful morning with full of happiness.
Because animals are simple and pure-minded, probably it’s quicker for them to be ready to go to “The Next World”.
I couldn’t see the person who was sitting on the passenger seat (I saw white fog-like thing there, or it was just sun light reflection, or it just looked that way I don’t know), he/she could be a guide to Hanzo-pu’s next life.
Two young women could be angels (or assistant for the guide).
I learned one thing after I lost Hanzo-pu.
It is: God (or A Big Power) can decide everything while your beloved one who died (I mean my mother) has tasks to support me after A Big Poser’s decision.
Since my loss of Hanzo-pu, I was just praying to my mother vaguely like “Mother, Please, Please” without any specific mind.
I am convinced what happened in my dream was my mother’s reply.
Recently I read an article which posits that if you see your beloved ones who are deceased they are already residents of next life (or next world)
I was very happy I got to know that Hanzo-pu is ready for his journey to the next world.
He looked happy and peaceful in my dream though he still could not walk.
Sometime soon he will be able to walk! I knew that clearly in my dream.
I know he is ready to go, though I strongly want to ask him to be with us until at least his forty-nine-day Buddhism memorial. In Buddhism, spirits of the departed stay still in this world for seven weeks.
If Hanzo-pu’s spirit decided to be with us until the time we go to our next world it’s up to him, too!
Because he had a free-spirit and had his own rules when he was alive.
We love you so much, Hanzo-pu.