Jasmine, Jazzy Jaz Flying Free with the Angels

Jasmine, Jazzy Jaz Flying Free with the Angels

How do you say goodbye to such a special friend who has traveled with you for some 18 years. Oh the miles that we have shared in and out of the body!
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Jaz has had me worried sick on many occasions when she would disappear into her Ms Independent, my prerogative to wander thing and had by this time easily used up 9 lives.
Since my pup Happy came to live with us, Jaz has fallen under the spell of “Love on Legs”, Happy, as does everyone who meets my profoundly sweet dog. Somehow Happy’s love and new energy brought Jaz back into the fold of the Moonhaven family and even more shocking, into the house regularly.
Before this time, she might drop in for a meal on occasion and more often, I would have to feed her outdoors.
To my amazement and delight, Jasmine even started sleeping with me every night for the last 3-4 months which she never did since she was a baby, and at 18 she was no baby.
She and Happy would cuddle up together on the bed with and without me and even Star would lay nearby.
I should have wondered about this new behavior but I was so so happy and shocked by this new intimacy that I wasn’t going to question.
Jasmine was definitley like the Native American ” Changing Woman.”
What a teacher she was even to the end. I believe that it was her love for me and generosity of spirit as well as Happy and the comforts of the warm water bed that brought her inside for her last months.
Finally having this closeness with her like I did when she was in her Pearl Bailey incarnation was so healing for me because I had so missed that with her for her whole life. We were always spiritually close but during these last weeks and months,she would even climb on my chest and nuzzle my face and fall asleep that way or cuddle up to my belly or feet.
I now believe that was her way of saying goodbye. Jaz. always the Wise Crone knew just what I needed to be at ease with her passing.
She appeared perfectly fine until she suddely fell off the counter where she liked to perch and did not get up. I ran to her and held her as her last breath left her limp body and she was gone.
Of course those were devastating moments when I relaized that she actually had died right in front of me. I sobbed into her soft black fur knowing that for this incarnation, she was gone. I sat with her and rocked her in my arms and let Happy and the others know what had happened. In some ways, I think that they all had actually known that the end was coming. Perhaps all this cuddling with Happy was Jaz teaching her the ropes about spiritual leadership which Jaz had in spades.
I do believe that Star had kind of moved aside for these months so that Jaz and I could get closer because she took his space on the bed and he allowed it. As a matter of fact on our last night together, Jaz practically climbed over Star to lay on my chest while he lay on my belly.
For this not to create a cat fight or at least a hiss was nothing short of amazing. However , if you view this as loving enlightened family members who want to be kind and generous to another family member who is saying goodbye, this is actually quite understandable.
As I reflect back on these last months, many things that seemed mysterious fell into place.
I knew that I had better take some Ignatia, which is one of several homeopathic remedies for grief. This one is for grief that is very externalized. I dowsed to see which of the animals needed that remedy and predictably like me, Happy and Star needed this one. I gave them some so that our pain would be ameliorated. My mare, Chinamoon and male cat, Red Bear both needed Nat Mur which is a grief remedy for beings that are more reserved, stoic, and self contained. My other female cat Tucky was the only one who didn’t need a remedy. She probably has been dancing or hissing with Jaz in other realms most of the time anyway.
It is so important to treat the whole family when there is a death because animals feel as much or more than people do and believe me it really helps.
I knew that I would need help physically and emotionally to bury my sweet Jaz so I called a new friend and animal lover, Marie and her friend to come over to do a memorial with me the next morning and they were kind enough to come. They helped me lay her to rest by the Grandmother Tree right next to the grave of her previous incarnation as Pearl Bailey who was also a black female. I showed Jaz to Happy one last time to make sure that she understood and amidst billowing sage, rosemary, and frankincense we gave her back to the Earth Mother complete with an owl feather, some of her grid stones and flower essences.
This of course made the loss of her much more real and yet I felt a deep completion with her and peace through the sadness. I know that she will return and I felt her telling me that yes, she would return as a little black female kitty again. I know they don’t have to do that but I do think its her color.
At times like this, one’s eyes gaze aroound to all the familiar places where Jaz would be as the loss sets in and the heart aches . After a time it gets easier which is a blessing.

Jaz, like her older brother Merlin who had passed gently at the age of 20 a few years ago, knew that I had had so much loss and death over these last years. Death is never easy but both of them, I think, chose to make it easier for me by letting me be a part of their passing even if in Jaz’s case it was only a moment. At least both had long happy lives, went quickly and painlessly and I knew where they were. Nothing is worse than for them to go off with you never knowing what happened to them.
One of Jasmine’s last gifts to me occurred a day or so before she passed. We were having one of our outdoor conferences on the white bench near Chinamoon’s paddock. Jaz loved to sit next to me there. I was struggling to find a new way to teach about animal communication for my workshop at the this year’s Wise Woman’s Festival. As we sat , my head became filled with words from Jaz about Creating Sacred Relationships with Animals. As soon as her words pierced my consciousness I knew exactly what I had to do and felt deep satisfaction that I would be able to teach this with some fresh enthusiasm and insight.
To her last day, Jaz gave me all that she could to guide me on my path and it is with extreme reverence, love and devotion that I offer these final words on a most spectacular companion, family member, and teacher.

Goddess Speed Jasmine, Jazzy Jaz enjoy your freedom. Because of who you were, you have left a giant hole in the fabric of Moonhaven which will mend in time as we all regroup. And…. we will never forget you because you filled such a huge place in all of our hearts and always will. We await your return when the time is right. All Love sweet Jasmine may you bloom again with us.
Blessings,
Flash, Happy, Star, China, Tucky and Red Bear