Illusions II: The Adventures of a Reluctant Student (Kindle Single) by Richard Bach

Author:Richard Bach [Bach, Richard]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Tags: Spirituality, Religious Inspirational
ISBN: 9780991371105
Publisher: Diamond Inspiration
Published: 2014-02-07T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

The world of space, time and appearances can be wondrous beautiful. Just don't mistake them for real.

It was midnight, nearly a thousand midnights since Lucky had died, and all at once I felt his weight on my hospital bed. I had heard of it time and again, in accounts of dear animals once gone, come to touch us again.

There was no body there just the belief of his weight, but I knew who it was.

“Hi, dear Lucky!”

Not a bark, not a sound, but I felt the familiar weight of him, I imagined him again in the dark, the soft charcoal and bronze of him, the spotless snow of his paws and his bright white scarf, always so formal.

How many times we had run across the field and meadow near our home, Lucky the Sheltie, one second half hidden in the tall grasses, then in a bound flying over the green on his next stride, running to meet me. All so beautiful now in the night, his dark eyes watching me, thoughts for words.

“Hi Richard. Want to run?”

“I have a little problem…”

He considered that. “I had one, too, on Earth. Not now. And you can run, now, too.”

The land where I awoke then, was like my home, but not quite. It grew manicured, not the wild places I knew. As Lucky had said, I could run.

He trotted along by my left leg, as we had so many times before.

I slowed to a walk for him. The sun dappled the path, summer lights and shadows in the forest. A quiet afternoon.

“What’s happened for you, Lucky? All the time you’ve been gone.”

“Not gone,” he said. “Listen: Not gone!”

Dying’s a child’s belief of location, of space and time. A friend’s real for us when they’re close, when we can see them, hear their voice. When they move to a different place, and silent, they’re gone, they’re dead.

Easy for him, he was with me when he wished, wondering why I didn’t see him, touch him. Then he realized that was my belief. It will change, one day.

For now he was not sad for the limitation of my understanding. Most mortals have that problem.

“I’ve been always with you,” he said. “You’ll understand, some day.”

“What was it like, Lucky, dying?”

“Different for you. You were so sad. You and Sabryna held me, and I lifted out of my body. No sorrow, no sadness. I got bigger and bigger… I was part of everything. I’m part of the air you breathe, with you always.”

“Oh, Lucky. I miss you.”

“You miss me when you can’t see me, but I’m right here! I’m here! I’m all you loved about me, I’m the spirit, the only Lucky you loved! I am not gone, not dead, I never was! You walk every day with Maya, with Zsa-Zsa, around the meadows and with me, too!”

“Do they see you, dear Lucky?”

“Sometimes Maya does. She barks at me, when Zsa-Zsa sees an empty room, and you don’t notice.”

“Why does she bark?”

“I may be partly invisible for her.

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