A Personal Conversation with Our First Dog, Biscuit, Part 2

Locked Out of “Heaven” (But Not Really)

I was having a dialogue with the spirit of our first dog and continued asking her questions. You can find the first part of the conversation here.

“Biscuit, do you remember when you passed away, a month after Savanna (our daughter) was born, and I felt like you had somehow come into Savanna? I wasn’t religious or spiritual. I didn’t believe in God or anything supernatural. I had almost no awareness of the sorts of things I now do. I don’t know why or how I thought that, but something about the way Savanna started showing signs of some of your behaviors, even though she was a tiny baby, made me feel like you were somehow reborn into her or like your soul came into her. What can you say about that?”

Biscuit answered, “You got it right. But not quite as you interpreted. My soul wasn’t reborn into her. It was an attempt to let you know I would always be with her, guiding her, loving her, watching over her, just as I do for you and Josh. My job was done with love, and yours and Savanna’s are too, as is Josh’s. Love is the grand healer (said the dog, lightening the mood). When you saw I was present in your lives, even as your daughter’s imagined ‘soul reentry,’ you felt comforted and secure. That was my purpose in showing you.” <smiled lovingly>

I started to cry. “You could be anywhere. Why are you still with us? And why couldn’t you have been part of our physical family instead of doing it like this?” Tears streamed down my face as I wrote this.

Biscuit lay next to me for a moment and put her head in my lap while I continued crying. She mentally reminded me of some of the things I watched her do when she was alive, and some cute, fun, happy things we experienced together.

“I was Josh’s dog, his companion in ways you couldn’t share because you weren’t included in those things. I loved you then, as I do now. You were no less important to me, although in that life, it seemed as though I preferred him. Would it mean anything to know in other versions of life, I chose to be your closest friend?”

“Yes! But I only know about this one.”

Soul Goals

Biscuit softly laughed. “You remember this life because your greatest joys come from serving humanity, honoring those whom you feel compassion for and a deep connection with, even when you don’t remember how you know them or why you’re compelled to serve as you do. There are no mistakes upon your path. If you believe there are, as do so many who fall into this reality, remember your gifts and look at yourself fairly and with an open heart.”

She showed me my heart and had me quiet myself so I could feel the love. My heart chakra expanded and I saw Heaven as this happened. I saw angels waiting outside the “gates of Heaven,” urging me to go back to Earth, but they gave me a rotary phone to bring with me. A wink was involved here because almost nobody uses rotary phones anymore. A “landline,” they said.

I asked them why I couldn’t come into Heaven. “I want to be with you!” I said.

They shook their heads. “No. You are in many dimensions at once, to join them together.”

I was then handed a cell phone. A picture that looked like a video in progress was stuck on the screen. I didn’t understand the meaning. It’s like the “cell” was frozen…and this is what I intuited. I don’t know why.

“Are you saying I’m supposed to thaw things out? Get them moving again?”

The angels replied, “You among many. There are lots of you there to do such work….”

For some reason, my sinuses started clearing. I didn’t even know they weren’t open, but I felt it occurring. “A passageway opens,” I heard. This happened as the vision moved very slowly and in a confusing way, so I couldn’t make it out. I waited and tried to let things settle.

The angels continued, “You didn’t choose the path without knowledge. You chose it to help! You are clear and confused, like so many are.”

“Please, can’t I come in? I won’t be any trouble,” I pleaded. But this was met with Heavenly peals of laughter. I stuck my head through the gates of Heaven and peered inside. It felt blissful, expansive, accepting. I was guided to look behind me. I saw throngs of beings, mostly what looked like people, approaching.

“You have paved the way for those like you to find us…just as those you modeled yourself after have paved a way for you. We saw you, Angel-Rose, add the last sentence. To make sure you are humbled, you did this yourself. We didn’t ask this of you. That is the thawing of which some need reminding. Their cells are frozen. Not moving freely. You are here to help, and thank you for your acceptance of this honor (it originally said “job” but was replaced). There’s more but that will be in the future.”

I saw an angel dressed in white accepting a bouquet of yellow daffodils. I think it’s supposed to represent me. This is uncomfortable for me to share so that’s where I stopped the vision.

The next part was when I actually felt the love and the surprising experience that shifted my reality.

Read the next entry…

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​© 9/28/16 by Angel-Rose Coen.

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