Peacefully, and without a fuss. Isis was the last of 8 piglets born to darling Ming Nau, an old soul I was blessed to be part of rescuing in the summer of 2008. Ming Nau’s old home was hell. No food or water, no soft or even clean spaces to sit or lay. Just overcrowded, terrified, starving and panicking pigs.
But Isis and her siblings? They were born in a warm stall in a soft bed with heat and blankets and so many people of several species looking after them devoutly.
And since then, she spent more than a decade and a half enjoying being adored and spoiled, but also inspiring delight and laughter with her antics.
Delight and laughter cannot be overrated!!! Take a deep breath and ask yourself, truly, don’t you need a little of both right now?
Isis was a tiny Angel sent to us to teach us how to experience love as she ran to you from the furthest part of the pasture, goofy grin spread wide beneath her sweet upturned snout. And in how she tended to her beloved siblings, always checking in with gentle nudges or snorts across the pasture, snoring in a pile of piglets, then pigs, then, finally, geriatric pigs in a puddle of love in a warm box bed, sleeping with complete abandon, safe with their siblings in their sanctuary home. Oh how I loved her. We all did. I learned how to love from her. So this is a whole different kind of love.
And also exactly the same. Love.
And thanks to you, Isis lived a whole, full life of joy and comfort and safety and giggles. A whole full life of teaching us mere two-legged how to love and how to play and how to revere and how to accept. And how to let go.
And so, now, with the utmost reverence and love, my dear Isis, last daughter of Ming Nau, I send you off to the next phase of your journey, with so much love, gratitude, and hope…long live Isis, in the star world and in our hearts.
Om Namah Shivaya.
