Coco’s Coat
My beloved late doghter, Coco, and I had matching raincoats. Sometimes we’d wear them together — but only on days when I felt especially outgoing. It takes a certain kind of gutsiness to walk around dressed like your dog!
Recently, three months after Coco crossed the rainbow bridge, I knew it was time to let her coat go. With a heavy heart, I listed it for sale online.
A few hours later, a woman bought it. I thanked her for the purchase, and curious, I asked what kind of dog she had. She sent me a photo of a gorgeous German Shorthaired Pointer — so similar in size and shape to my dog. Perfect.
“What a lovely dog,” I replied.
She wrote back, “Oh yes, and Coco is really looking forward to her new coat.”
I burst into tears. 🤍
“This whole existence is a mystery; only for blind people there is no mystery. If you have eyes, then everything is mysterious, and there is no solution for it. The deeper you go into it, the more mysterious it becomes. And there is no bottom to the depth, it is abyssmal. You can go on and on and on; the mystery becomes more mysterious, more colorful, more fragrant, but you don’t come to the end where you can find an explanation for the mystery. Unless a man settles with existence as mystery, he will not be able to live his life as ecstasy.” ~Osho, joyfully excerpted from Zen: The Mystery and the Poetry of the Beyond
No way……..incredible.
OMG – the tears are still streaming down my face!
Amazing! And heartwarming.
Beautiful
Oh my, that is so fate. I too am crying…
Some say that the basic fact of the universe, the basic reality of the universe, is energy. I admire, I advocate, the theory, the impression, that the basic fact/reality of the universe is Consciousness. It is alive, it knows, it speaks, it loves.
Lokita, have you read “Pale Fire”, by Vladimir Nabokov? It is an allegory of how beauty and transcendence can be bumped around, and unrecognized, in mortal life. It is a book in which the narrator is a fussy, self-centered, amusing, boring person, who sounds a lot (as it happens) like Dr. Smith from “Lost In Space.” But: the book’s story is draped over a sublime, 999-line original poem, which is given in the book. Lokita, skip the silly story – it’s just the hands that offer that poem – and read that poem: the poem is about Love and Mortality. Please, dear Lokita – read that poem.
Thank you, Doug, I downloaded the book. Much love to you 🩷
🙏 🩷🙏
You got me inspired to get the book and read the poem
Wow! That’s incredible! 💜🙏😘
I love this! For me it speaks of the strength of relationship you have with Coco that persists beyond the physical body. When my soul connection dog Rajah died a couple of years ago I stayed at an Airbnb shortly afterwards – a funky cottage in rural Arizona. My heart almost missed a beat when I saw RAJAH clearly stamped on the wood stove. An uncommon manufacturer I’ve never come across before or since.
Blessed, blessed Be!
Such a perfect unfolding, Lokita! We love you and Coco in all forms. We’re reminded of our dear Snoop, a half German Shorthaired Pointer. Like you, we are dogless at this time. Nonetheless, how our furbabies, embodied or not, continue to support our Practices of deeper Loving…
Hello Lokita, this is so touching and a sweet divine message from above. Steve and Coco are watching over you! love Shalini
Sweet Lokita,
Your Beloved Coco & Steve will always be with you, a message from the Universe & Collective Consciousness that their LOVE FOR YOU NEVER DIES!!!!
Love you Sweet Lokita xoxoxo
Incredible!
The sweet ripples of life manifesting in many forms.
And- Those vibrant coats are wild!
Thanks, Lokita for telling this story.
There is no coincidence – love, love, love this Coco story 💖 and you heaps!