Dear Dali's Mom,
I just have to tell you about an experience I had yesterday. I hope it will bring a smile to your face; it did to mine. I do, in a general sense, have "uncanny" experiences quite often. The one I had yesterday is definitely meant to be shared with you and Dali.
First, especially on the 6-month mark of Dali's passing, I want to say that Dali sounds like she was, and always will be, a treasure to you, and to those that were fortunate enough to spend time with her. She was "your girl", no question. Reading about the way she suddenly and unexpectedly passed to eternity is very tragic, and I want to say how sorry I am for your sorrow, and for your loss. Please don't ever doubt that she passed without knowing she was loved and adored and appreciated by you. You were a fabulous Mom in all manner of speaking and showered Dali with love throughout her life. I do not come to the forum very often, and will not be creating a thread for my beloved kitty, Twirlie, who passed to eternity of pancreatic cancer on December 30th (3 months tomorrow). You know the way you have clarity that you will not adopt another dog? I have the same clarity that a thread for my Twirl is not the way he and I communicate, but I find a lot of solace and comfort on this forum, so I do drop by from time to time. It is a gift to have this forum, and to be able to share our grief among kindred spirits.
As for yesterday ... I was on the forum, giving some input to LM's Mum, and saw your (this) thread. I was feeling sad for you, and thought I would return to add a few thoughts later in the day. After running a few errands, I was on my way home and began to think of you and Dali, and then, my mind drifted to thinking about the Dalai Lama, and the book, "The Art of Happiness" which is a book of conversations, meditations, and stories (wonderful book). I was thinking that I never knew that Dali's dog breed originated in Tibet until I read about it in one of your threads, and how much I appreciated learning that from you and Dali; it's an extremely interesting feature to her breed. I really wanted to get home, but at the last minute, decided to pull into a gas station and put gas in my car. I had just started to pump the gas, when I saw someone approach me from the right side; I looked up and it was a MONK! You have no idea what was going through my mind when I saw him ...
He looked almost exactly like the Dalai Lama, same glasses, very similar facial features (but younger), and he had an orange and saffron robe on under his jacket, as it was freezing out. He wanted to give me some literature (no problem), but he then asked me for some time and since I do have a policy not to speak to strangers of any kind, I told him that I did not have time, and thanked him. He gently thanked me, and quietly walked away to another part of the gas station ... and used his cell phone, but I could not even tell if he had a car.
I was in a gas station, in a suburb, near a highway, not in the city, where seeing a monk would not be all that unusual. I was no where near the city. But there? At the gas station, while it was freezing, and lightly snowing? Been to this gas station hundreds of times, too.
Make of it what you will, Dali's Mum, but I have not been able to stop shaking my head and marveling over his appearance to me like that, out of the blue. It was uncanny in the extreme, don't you think?
Sending you loving and caring thoughts, from across the miles,