“The Message of a Dove”

I raise doves and I feed wild ones.   Each day this week, a very sick dove came to my door.   She walked in circles, stumbled over at times, and had enough strength to fly in short spurts when I attempted to come to close.   As days passed, I would get closer, within inches, but she would still fly.

Yesterday morning, she did not come.   I went out.   Upon returning home, lying on her side at the end of my driveway near the gutter, was her still body.   My husband saw her and avoided crushing her body with is tires.   I got out, wanting to retrieve her remains to bury her at peace.   She was still alive.

Now, she peacefully sleeps, the strength of her body slowly ebbing.  Her death is coming, but she will not be under the wheels of a passing car or in the grasp of a hungry predator.  I lost a little dog in April.  We had rescued her, nearly blind and deaf, two years prior.  After one year,  she began to suffer with severe neurological issues.   She walked in endless circles, stumbled over and no longer knew day from night, being blind and deaf.   Nighttime episodes of body thrashing her tiny being against walls, appliances became too much for her or us to endure.   Euthanizing her was one of my hardest decisions; she would still eat if led to a bowl, though she lost the use of her hind legs at the very end.   The vet said it was time, my intelligent mind knew it was time; but she was my first decision for one that was not dying ……..  She was dying, she was suffering.   But not like those before who had cancer and heart disease……..She was dying in a different kind of way…..dove

I have had a very difficult time these past months.   But these days, as I watched a little dove circle aimlessly, stumble over, become unable to walk I see what granting a peaceful crossing means.    It can mean putting a little poodle to rest who had not been able to settle herself in calm existence or it can mean picking up a tired body from the curb to breathe her final breaths in serenity.

Gifts from spirit come in many forms.   I believe this dying dove has been a gift.   A gift from Poppy and a little dove perhaps to say I came to you for a reason……thank you.

Blessings,

Shirl

About sknobloch

I am an Author, Artist, and Reiki Master and Intuitive Counselor, offering energy and guidance sessions on people and beloved pet companions. I divide my time between a Northern NJ suburb of Manhattan and Gettysburg, Pennsylvania. I enjoy pursuing paranormal explorations in this uniquely haunted town. Read more about me at www.briarrosereiki.com and http://shirlknoblochwillowfineartprintsandphotography.zenfolio.com/ All writings and photos © Shirl Knobloch.......no unauthorized copying or use permitted without written permission from the author and photographer, Shirl Knobloch.
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