Saturday, November 21, 2015

Kelsa: Sovereign and Free

In yoga teacher training today we took some extra time to look deep into each others souls. A way of opening ourselves to see and be seen. To see colors, auras, lives past and feelings of growth and development. After the practice, my partner told me my eyes had an incredible depth to them, but there was a sadness in which she saw. In her, I saw a strong Native American spirit in touch with the animal kingdom and having a special mothering relationship with them. 


On my way home, I thought to myself, where is this sadness coming from? Thoughts ran through my head of what it could be? How can I tap into it? I don't feel sad. Humm... 

Arriving home I learned that "We had a loss today..." 
"What? Who? What happened?"
"Kelsa"




Who was Kelsa?
Kelsa was the beautiful Saluki hound you see in the photo.
She was the mother to 9 puppies and had a long term relationship with Zephyr.
When Kelsa was a puppy she kicked me in the eye which caused a boil which led to me learning I'm allergic to 'mycin' drugs.
When I moved back home with Spirit (the red headed step child to a pack of 6 hounds) Kelsa stood up for Spirit and let the others know that it was ok for her to live here.

It may seem silly to blog about the loss of a pet, but as I stood by her grave tonight, I couldn't help but think of the qualities Kelsa held. Qualities that I hope someone would stand by my grave and reminisce on... she was a faithful wife, a loving mother to not just her own, but to her 'step children'. She was elegant and classy. She had the most kind eyes and softest gentle touch. She was beauty.

I think it only appropriate to add that Kelsas given name was Khalsa. Khalsa is the collective body of all initiated Sikhs represented by the five beloved ones and called the Guru Panth, the embodiment of the Guru and the final temporal leader of the Sikhs. The word Khalsa translates to Sovereign and Free. 

And that is what she always was, and continues to be. Sovereign and Free. The irony of the day, the fact that the Native American mothering totem saw a sadness in my eyes today knew... knew at that moment a close soul was passing to another dimension. 

Fly high Kelsa, you are greatly loved and will be missed.

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