An Homage to Jack

Today I'd like to provide an homage to my dog Jack from Earth. This isn't the first time he's been my dog. And we haven't always known each other on Earth. Nor has he always strictly been a dog.

Village dog - Unat

I've known Jack for 9 lifetimes. 3 of them were on Earth. 6 of them were on Erra.

From what I remember, I have met up with my star family (taking a circuitous route) in Taygeta 7 lifetimes. I'm never born there, but I make my way there as a Lyran. Sometimes, I'm a Venusian. Sometimes, I'm a generic Lyrian. Sometimes, I'm an Orionian. Those lifetimes, I always look the same, though. I look like I do this lifetime. I may play with my nose, height, or other proportions a little bit, but you can probably find photos of me from each of those lifetimes and go "Yep. That's Kyrie."

Anyway. Aside from the first lifetime in Taygeta, all the others contained Jack. Of course, his name wasn't always Jack and he's not always male. While on Erra, he appears as a white wolf with astonishingly blue eyes. Whenever I encounter him, his name is Onipu. With wolves, it appears they keep the same name lifetime after lifetime. I think it's because for them, their name-sound describes who they are specifically. So they just keep their name all the time.

It was one of the first past life things I remembered when I started to spiritually awaken on Earth.

Jack was about 4 years old. I was realizing that past lives were a thing. I was sitting on the couch, and I looked at my dog and said to my husband at the time, "I've known this dog in previous lives. He was a village dog. And before that he was a wolf. I swear to you he was a wolf last time I saw him. He's not normally a dog. He's a wolf." My husband made no particular comment, because he didn't really believe in such a thing.

But I knew it. In a way that was simply irrefutable. Jack had been my companion before. He'd been my companion many times before. I even saw him in my mind what he looked like...

30,000 years ago on Earth, Seraphel and I made a visit to the native peoples in what is now British Columbia. We were bringing them plants and medicinal knowledge. In exchange, they taught us how to hunt, trap, and fish. It was our first time really coming to Earth in the physical. During that time, I ran into Jack, who was one of the village dogs. His name was Unat. We made friends instantly, and I remembered who he was fairly quickly. Unat already remembered. It was like he'd been waiting for me to show up.

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Canaan dog - Ariel

​4,000 years ago on Earth, Seraphel and I came back again. This time, we visited Canaan. Now interesting thing about Canaan. It was a hotspot for ETs visiting due to a nearby base in the mountains. The Bible villainizes the Canaanites with the story of "Sodom and Gomorrah". I hate to break it to you, but that story is a lie. Canaan was not as described, and there was no functional reason for it to be so destroyed.

I will say, however, that the vibration in that particular region was astonishingly low. Which is why we showed up. We were there to try to offset that dip and prevent portals into the Astral from opening up. While the general citizenry were your average humans for that time period, there were really nefarious groups that were doing horrific things. We were trying to root them out of their mountain holes and expose them.

It was here I met a village dog that I named Ariel. She was a delight, and very good at hunting down people hiding in caves. I remembered her from that lifetime when I had a dream after Jack's passing. I had a dream that I was looking for him in the mountains, calling his name over and over again but finding him nowhere. I start calling the name "Ariel" instead. Then, through the woods, Seraphel comes out of the trees wearing fatigues and a green cloak with this smaller cream-colored dog. The snow is so high, she has to bunny hop to move through it. But I see her face, and I know it's Jack but her name is Ariel. And I remember this lifetime when I wake up.

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German Shepherd - Jack

And now this lifetime.

This lifetime, Jack appeared as a white German Shepherd. You look at these pictures all in a row, and you're probably thinking the same thing I am: Why that looks like the same being over and over again! While the photos other than this one are all stock photos, I have carefully chosen them (my soul helped, she pointed out the ones that looked like him most) because they represent his same facial expression. The same energy.

We got Jack as a puppy in 2016, and his name comes from a black cat (a bit of foreshadowing I feel) living in St. John that looked like a small panther. So, we named the white dog after a black cat. But it felt right. He's very much a Jack. We sometimes called him "Jack Frost".

When we first went to pick a puppy from the two left in the litter, it was Jack that trotted right over to my lap, sat down in it, and stayed there. Later on, he kept lurking around my legs, not wanting to stray too far from me. Like he was going "Hi Kyrie! I've found you again! What are we doing this lifetime?"

He was a very independent dog. While he listened well to my husband and I, he didn't obey anyone else. He didn't take food from anyone else. He simply didn't want anything to do with anyone else. We were his pack, and dammit, that's all he gave a shit about. I often thought modern Earth life was just ill-suited for him. Crowds stressed him out. Humans were confusing and he didn't understand their constant need to bother him. He also disliked anyone who was energetically imbalanced, which is to say...just about everyone. But if I went hiking, I could count on him to stick to my side, especially if I went off an established trail. He'd follow me to the ends of the Earth just to go with me and protect me.

At 7 years old, he started having problems with his intestines. We thought maybe he was just getting old, but I think he might have had colon cancer and we didn't see the signs well enough. One year in late summer, we took him to the beach with his packmate, Kodi (black German Shepherd). We were intending to be on vacation for a week. We didn't last a day. He had one fine day at the beach where he played like a puppy in the ocean and seemed all right.

That evening, he laid down and acted very tired. At 4:30 in the morning the next day, he woke us up. His eyes were dilated, gums white, and it was obvious something was severely wrong. I think his kidneys were failing. Anyway, we load him up in the rental car and begin the 1.5 hour drive to the only emergency vet open at the time. We had to leave Kodi at the rental house, and we informed the owner what was happening. We made it 20 minutes down the road when Jack started to go.

I sat in the back with him, asking for whatever angelic help I could get to help him. When I asked for healing, I was asked in return, "What if it is his wish to release his body?" I said, "Then help me make the passing gentle." And that's what I did. I stroked his body as he had a final seizure as he let go, and I saw green light go through his body to quiet it. I could tell his ego didn't want to go, so there was some fighting to hold on. I was too in shock to assure him that he could let go. (6 weeks later, Kodi followed Jack, and I knew what to say to help Kodi's spirit then.)

It was a very long drive home that day. Kodi kept watch over Jack's body. I spent most of the day crying and talking to Jack's soul. I asked him what was wrong with his body, and he said his kidneys failed but there was cancer already present. He wanted one last day at the beach with us, and he said he had a great time. Felt like a puppy all over again.

He told me he was going to incarnate again, that he was very excited about it, and that I'd meet him. I saw him as a wolf pup. He told me he was going back to Erra. Which meant if he intended to be my companion again, I was likewise going to somehow find my way to Erra. Otherwise, he'd just show up on Earth again.

This is quite a conversation to have after watching your dog die in front of you, but I will say it was the most comforting conversation I'd ever had with someone who died. Especially feeling how excited he was to be a puppy again and to be my friend all over again. So, it's not like he was sad he died. He was like "I'm picking out a new body right NOW!"

I have not yet met him, but I know I will. His name will probably be Onipu. We'll see.

I thank you for your time. Adiamas.

--Kyriel

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