Sasha Lovebug Calagna
This was undeniably the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do, yet I know it was the best for her. She went peacefully in my arms on my mediation cushion at the Altar, her favorite place. Going forward it will make my morning mediations that much sweeter. She was a Zen Master, she taught me stillness, grace and the true meaning of presence. She was brave, curious and daring and was able to ask for what she needed without words. Sasha has gone on countless road trips, been in thousands of studio sessions and watched me pack and unpack my bags almost every weekend of her life. When I would arrive home from a late night or an early flight, she was there waiting patiently. She knew my fears, insecurities and shame stories. She carried tears thru every heartbreak and bad gig. We celebrated the good ones as I shared my dreams and wishes.
Her purr was deep and low and rumbled like a bass bin. Her meow would range from mid to highs depending on her mood. She would only come to me when I sang to her. She loved sound, tone and music. Just like her momma. Sasha wasn’t afraid of big dogs, they didn’t intimidate her. She stood strong in her presence and would never cower. Gratefully, I learned this from her. She was tough when she needed to be but always sweet and genuine on the inside. Like a little child in her mothers arms, we spooned every night and I would wake up to her gently pawing my face asking for breakfast. I will miss these moments and countless others. I’m sure there are thousands of her lessons to be revealed for me in the future and I will graciously welcome them and grow. I could only hope that if she chooses to return in human form, that I can return the love and choose to be her pet in my next life.
I love you Sashalovebug, take care of all our friends up there. I’ll be listening for you down here.