Ramblings of an Inquisitive Mind

If you’ve been following my blogs, you know that thinking about souls happens to be a favorite pastime of mine. I guess these kinds of questions are something we all deal with. What happens when we leave this earth? What happens to that truly unique thing that makes each one of us special?

As you’ve probably guessed, these thoughts have been rambling through my mind. Have you ever met someone–a person or animal–and felt an instant connection? It’s almost an inner knowing that seems impossible because you just met or passed someone on the street. I’ve had this experience many times in my life, not only with people but also with animals: a connection beyond explanation.

Two examples come to mind of experiences like this that occurred with animals. I have always been able to relate to animals; when I was little my parents would be amazed to find me lying in the pasture with a foal or crawling underneath a horse. The first experience happened with my dog Clipper. When I first saw Clipper, I thought he had the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. The first time I tried walking him on a leash, he was so frightened he was shaking. But there was something between us–an unseen connection. When I first got to know him, he would not even take a treat out of anyone’s hand. But we were connected by a bond – an attachment – a love. Today this dog is amazing. He is loving, confident, and happy.

The second example is from my first set of bottle-fed goats. I got all three of these guys at the same time, and raised them together in exactly the same way. But from the very beginning, the connection between Honey Badger and me has been different from my connection with the other two. He wasn’t the smallest or the most handsome, but we connected. Last year, when my goats were attacked by dogs, we rushed them all to the vet. Honey Badger could not even stand, but he dragged himself across the floor to put his head in my lap. Connection? Love? I don’t know, but something.

I’m sure you’ve had similar experiences with connections, if not with animals then with people. Why do we have these connections with certain people and animals? I have no idea, but I had this crazy thought. What if when we die, our soul explodes into a million different pieces? What if those pieces are used to form new souls? So when a new soul is formed, it really is a collection of a lot of little pieces of different souls? In that case, when we meet a person or an animal and have that deep, inexplicable connection, maybe it is because we have part of the same soul.

I know–I’m weird. But I like to think that these kinds of things might be possible. So that when we die, it is not the end, but the beginning of beautiful connections.