Moxi

Last week we had Moxi's funeral.
Or I should say going away party.
Moxi was in my life for only year. A 13 pound mixed terrier, he managed to bring more energy into my house than all my other animals combined.
He lived his life 110% all the time.
Moxi crossed over in my arms. Right from my heart into heaven.
While the death of his body was unexpected and traumatic for me, there was also a peace that came with being able to communicate with him while he passed.
I knew when he was in the process of crossing over, and could immediately talk to him on the other side.
He continually told me he had no pain or suffering, just crossed from one area of love to another.
It was a unique experience for me. In the past, when I have lost animals I always attached the grief I had of losing them to my own insecurities, guilt, self-loathing. Thinking it was my fault, or I should have been able to do something to prevent it. Or if they had loved me, they would have stayed longer.
Being able to grieve Moxi purely, with none of these attachments, made the grieving process so much easier. . .
There were many reassurances that it was truly Moxi I was talking to on the other side.
While I was standing crying over his dead body I started wondering about his funeral.
"I want a going away party" Moxi chimed in.
Later, I was crying as I talked to him about coming back to me (if he wanted to) some day.
He said: "If I'm going to stay longer, I might have to tone it down a little bit next time!"
My sobs immediately turned into heaves of laughter.
Moxi's going away party turned out okay, and I found myself laughing instead of crying.
As we all shared about Moxi, interestingly, the other dogs came over, one at a time.
Ozzie first.
I asked him if he wanted to share something about Moxi.
He said: "He always liked to play with me."
Then Eli.
I asked again, thinking, Eli, king of the kings, would have nothing nice to say about Moxi, who seemed to be merely a pest in his presence.
I nearly started crying when Eli said:
"He was my friend, and I loved him."
More beautiful words could not have been spoken.
Namaste, Moxi, until we meet again.