These were thoughts I wrote down when I experienced losing my best friend: My dog Dingo, in early 2021.
The master illusion that plagues us is the illusion that we are separate. When I meditate and truly remember that everything that is is entirely connected, I remember that he literally isn’t leaving. Sometimes I think that God or whatever it is wanted to experience the feeling of limitations, given that he/she/it is limitless, so it provided beautiful contrast to create our world. The pain I’m experiencing is beautiful, it means that I’m human, having a human experience, and am blessed with emotions and the pain that can come with truly experiencing love. When I remember those things, I don’t feel loss. I feel joyful. Dingo isn’t experiencing the pain of leaving us, but I don’t think it’s because he doesn’t know or realize, I think it’s because he DOES know and realize that he’s just going back home.