A Happy heart is a loud heart

I had a challenging time talking to Happy.

It was mainly because he shone so much, like a giant warm lamp with no shade and no dimmer. 😎He also had no filter and immediately wanted to share with me memories of his sixteen years on his earth-side adventure. I asked him if he can slow down (he didn't care)

I knew immediately that Happy was no longer in his physical form. There is a quality of being untethered when he met with me. He was also (very) bossy. "Halika, Ann. Tignan mo ang bahay ko." "Ah, ok. Opo." He toured me around his house and shared that he proudly painted the walls with his magic and his memories. When this house crumbles, so will Happy the dog.

I asked if the house is important? Happy the spirit said "not really, but it is for my girls."

Happy was wise and lived his best dog years in only one house that he called home. It was his and everyone knew. His heart was always laughing and he deeply understood how important laughter was in human lives. He understands it more than anybody because even in spirit, he has the last laugh. "I would like a permanent holiday 🚤🏝️"

Thank you, Happy. Happy does not hide what is in his heart. And whatever his heart says is always easy to hear.

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May we know love, may we know joy, may we be free from suffering.