"Once when our hearts were singing I was with you." "Kindred Spirits" I am beginning to be convinced of the possibility of kindred spirits. One like oneself... put with one in the beginning of time... one not able to be truly complete apart from the other. And in this thought, I am beginning to believe that Shoo and I were kindred spirits. And if we "were", then we still are. I remember one time, long before the thought of kindred spirits ever entered my mind, I looked out at Shoo in the backyard and thought,so clearly, "There is my heart." It was as though someone had literally removed my heart from my body and placed it in front of me where I could see it... know it... and there, in it's place, stood a small brown cottontail. The concept of a kindred spirit would explain many questions I have encountered since knowing Shoo-Fly...some arising out of a sense of guilt. Through the years I have known and loved many animal companions and am at present enjoying the companionship of my little house bunny Daisy, as well as my rescues. I knew deep within that I didn't love Shoo-Fly more than the others, but "different" than... but I couldn't explain the difference. Different is not "more than" or "less than" but "different than". But what did "different than" mean? Then came the idea of kindred spirits. Whether or not "Fallen Embers" was meant to convey the idea of kindred spirits, I don't know. But I do know that every time I hear the words to this song I think of Shoo and I being together before time, during time, and on into eternity after time has completed itself. Thus..my FOREVER friend. Getting chills as I copy onto this page. Once again, the magnitude of what I am saying strikes me... that I may have had the privledge... the blessing... that I may have had the once in a lifetime experience of meeting in person, my kindred spirit! If there were no possibilities that a kindred spirit could exist, then what would explain my remembering, with this intensity, a wild rabbit I cared for and knew... who lived in my backyard for only one short year? And, an even greater mystery... how did he come to me in the first place? Wild rabbits on their own volition don't run up to meet people! Fear and wariness is one of their few defenses. I have often thought of what our friendship cost Shoo-Fly. What it COULD have cost him. His very life. This is why my emphasis on the words "trust in love" in the ode "Shoo's Song". "Soft brown eyes looking back at me still hold the look of expectancy and tell of a time and of days gone by of trust in love, me and Shoo-Fly". To meet me, Shoo had to lay down his natural wariness... his main defense... to come to me in the yard that day in early May of 1998. With the thought of kindred spirits I now ask myself... Did he remember me? Did he somehow recognize me? Is this why he came? Is this HOW he came? I don't think I will ever fully know the answer in this lifetime. But until I do know the answers I am to know, I will continue to believe that on that warm early spring day I did see the face of my kindred spirit... and I feel very honored to have seen the face that I saw... my forever cottontail friend... Shoo-Fly. "Kindred Spirits" Before time began I was with you as we watched the Falling Stars. We knew we'd have to wait then for time fully to be ours. And when on earth I met you our time truly not begun... ensured I'd not forget you till the final Battle won. Please close the window to return to the page you were viewing.