You came to me uncollared. Of course. As you were from time immemorial. You followed the messenger walking towards me, and you are the message. That other one was warned off, told not to try to touch you. You were not his, a message not for him. You rounded me on my right. My hand stroking your fur, easily, naturally, so-soft, velvety. We walk together. Protector and guide. That is your message and promise. Unbridged by language there is a more ancient companionship. A companionship of difference, of distinctness. You intercede for me and connect me with the origin. You are here but you are from there - beyond, across the horizon.
FROM ANIMALS TO US You think us dumb because we cannot speak. But we have a more ancient wisdom. We may visit you in dreams of the night. Soul speaking to your soul, if you have ears to hear.
TOGETHER We have been together from ancient times. Your stories tell you, but your focus is elsewhere, and you miss the connection. Companions together even if not perfect. Perhaps that is the point. We are different and our difference remains, always. But it is no abyss. When you forget your soul in knowledge and human artifice, we appear most strange to you, a chasm between us. When you hate yourself, you hate us. When you are a stranger to yourself, we seem strange to you. When you journey back to Soul, the ancient knowing leads you. Connected. It's been a long time.