Dogs as heart healers

Well, you say that this is a sentimental intent, a crazy story or the truth. But keep in mind that the dog kingdom on earth is the kingdom of instinctive healers. Like cats, they see through space and time. But while cats heal the mind, dogs save the heart. And thank them for that!

Dogs haven’t been my “species” for a long time. I just got along better with cats. And then Arka came into my life. I didn’t immediately accept that it was my dog, even though it was born on the same day as me. No, no. insisted on the feline kingdom, and passed Ark nicely to Dad’s house. “In nature, a dog will be better than in an apartment” – I rationalized. Whenever I go to the countryside, you don’t have to think much to figure out who was looking forward to me the most, do you? Of course, my father loves me, but Arka – God, so only pure kind of dog expresses such pure joy. I caressed her a little, but you know what Great Danes are like – they just bale, so they dirty you, and then you drive them away quickly because, they’re as big as a calf and it hurts when they get on your feet, you don’t want saliva on your new pants.

One of the greatest teachers

God, how silly I was, I see now, when I look back. Because, Arka was one of my greatest teachers. Watch this: shiatsu and working on acupuncture points I, clearly, became aware of in school. But the deepest lessons about this were given to me by Arka. Whenever I put my hands on her, or shot one of the points, quite clearly, she telepathically sent me information about what I needed, and what I needed to do. Dogs don’t cheat – and if you want to heal your instincts, they’ll guide you through the table for an hour.

Or, when I played in the woods working with the elemental empire and geomancy, even to the point of getting lost in new, unfamiliar terrain – you guess who got me out of trouble, running towards me for miles, with all that saliva …. 🙂 Yes, my Ark. And not only that. Whenever something happened to loved ones or in the elemental kingdom in the area where she lived, the Ark would report every event via the astral. She would simply appear on the air and tell (in the form of pictures) what was going on. When I subsequently checked the facts with the father or the inhabitants of the place – the coincidence was one hundred percent. In time, she became one of my most reliable allies in the work of healing.

When she started announcing her departure from the body, I didn’t believe it at first. I didn’t want to. I was convinced by current medical theory, that she had broken her wrist. I knew inside that that was not the point of the problem. You know, it’s natural for a man who sits all day to break his leg, so he gets up wrong and there he is … But dogs that run from morning to night … They don’t really break their legs … Basically, it turns out they have cancer. Medicine has logically explained it again – genetics and blah blah. But it was not true. She told me that this was how she healed the family and the people she hung out with. I went to visit her and saw the aura turn gray. I knew there were approx. six months. And then she came out of the body. But the most important thing: even in illness, and on her deathbed, she did not stop healing.

At that time, I did not live in Zagreb, so I did not see her often. Dad told me it was time to come, to greet her because it might be the last minute, but I didn’t arrive and I made up for things by working remotely. Still, Arka was waiting for me in the body. I thought he was waiting for us to say goodbye, which was true on one level. But more importantly – she was waiting to help me with healing in advance, for what was yet to happen to me. At the time, I had no idea what would happen in my personal life: I knew that change was brewing and that it was as huge as an earthquake, but – when you look at yourself – you tend to run away from unpleasant details, ie to interpret them as you see fit. Yet we are in the body, and human nature is subjective. But souls know, so it knew and will be incarnated in the form of the Ark. She knew that in a month,

Last greetings dear dog

It so happened that when at three in the morning the family went to bed after a night with wine and guitars, I stayed to greet that dear dog. But somehow I fell asleep curled up next to her. I was awakened by one of the family members, almost angry that I was bothering the sick animal. But Arka, already motionless, just turned her head and winked at me. Although she could barely move, she got out of bed and came, according to the old custom, to the meadow to practice yoga with me, ie in that state, even if only to be with me. “You’re sure of the dance of death,” she told me, and my mind interpreted it as a pictorial commentary on the current position I was performing. You know, when you don’t want to hear, then you just shut up.

Basically, that night she came out of the body, and within a month death began to dance its way into my life. Within seconds, everything changed – my partner, my living space, the rhythm … Everything. It lasted three weeks intensely, and you know what – among other things – was going on? Whenever, during those three weeks, she went out on the street, either to throw garbage or to the store – you know who I would definitely meet? Dog. Always someone else. But what they would have in common was that everyone, but just about everyone, had the look that Arka had.

Well, you say that this is a sentimental intent, a crazy story or the truth. But keep in mind that the dog kingdom on earth is the kingdom of instinctive healers. Like cats, they see through space and time. But while cats heal the mind, dogs save the heart. And thank them for that!