animal communication
The Cat Whisperer
I recently had to take my cat, Max, to the vet. He hadn’t been feeling well and I woke up one morning sensing I needed to call the vet. I am glad I did, as he had an acute urinary tract infection. Male cats are more prone to getting these type of infections.
His medical emergency took me back to a time when I first felt the need to adopt cats. My best friend, who was an up-and-coming veterinarian at the time, encouraged me to adopt kitties. I felt at the time I couldn’t even have just one or two, because I didn’t want the responsibility, but as the years passed, I wound up adopting six in total!
What was very special to me about adopting these fur babies, was that my vet friend passed away in 2007. Her death impacted me to the point where I became despondent, until I adopted my first baby in 2009 in her memory. The rest is history. I would often joke with my ex that it was my dearly departed friend’s fault for us having so many cats.
It seemed like we adopted one after the other in a short period of only two years. Max was the last kitty we adopted. I didn’t want him at first, thinking we already had too many as it was. My ex had asked me three times in one week if I wanted Max, as he knew the owners and they were going to return him to the shelter. His previous owners didn’t want another cat, since their first cat ran away and returned to their home one night. Continue reading
My First Lesson In Karma
When we are young and inundated with life, wrapped up in the goings on of early adulthood, we sometimes miss important moments. But fortunately we can sometimes go back and touch on those things with our mind that we didn’t take the time for during those early years.
For example, I was thinking recently about a friend I used to go visit a lot when I was younger. She was from another country and her parents were much older than most who had a 15-year-old child.
We used to have sleepovers. One memory that stands out is waking up at her house one particular morning and looking out her bedroom window. It was late fall and I remember seeing her father sitting on a chair in their backyard, near the edge of the woods. He was playing a musical instrument which was some sort of Native American flute. Continue reading
Animals And Their Chosen Protectors
Whilst on a sojourn in the tender land of parochial goodness, I have found nature to be preferential and discerning, not at all encompassing and sappy, mind the pun! It has been as if there has been an awakening in the last few months of communication between all the species that has revealed intelligence far beyond ours, and it chooses whether it wants to talk to us.
What I have found is that they are profoundly annoyed by some humans’ attention. As an animal empath, I have found it profoundly disturbing to see the neglect against animals by their owners, whilst they can understand and not appreciate the messages from their pets. Continue reading
Communicate With Your Animals
My mother was in some ways a woman of the times. She hauled water from a well to feed and clean her children, as well as her home. She also made her own bread and jams from the local berries we picked. She also put up preserves for the winter and grew her own vegetables.
Just outside our backdoor was my mother’s vegetable garden, and the shed where she had to take the wood from for the big kitchen stove. Daily, my mother would come out of the house to complete her chores, and to this present time and I can clearly recall a blue jay bird that used to squawk at her. It was not just idle chat on the blue jay’s part. He would squawk, my mother would respond, and it always appeared as if he could completely understand what she was saying.
My siblings and I took it for granted that my mother could easily communicate with our fine feathered friends, and we assumed other people could do this as well. Continue reading
Animal Afterlife
I was doing a remote viewing reading recently for a friend, whose golden retriever had gone missing, to see if I could locate the dog. I saw her in a pasture, near a barn. There happened to be a farm right up the road from my friend’s house, so that is where she went.
She sent me a message later to let me know that she had found her Daisy, near a barn, like I had seen her. The owners had been trying to figure out who she might belong to. They had just taken a picture of her and was about to get posters made to share around, in hopes of finding her owner.
I was so happy for my friend, because she got Daisy four years ago, after her previous dog, Honey, had passed. Honey lived for nearly 8 years, before passing due to health issues. They were so connected, and she has always felt that Daisy and Honey have many similarities. She even felt at times that Honey’s spirit may have reincarnated through Daisy. Honey also looked just like Daisy, both golden retrievers. Continue reading
Losing Chopper
I have been putting off writing this blog. It still hurts to write about losing my dog, Chopper, in October of 2016. It stays with me. Clearly, I am not over this loss. If a dog can be a soulmate, Chopper was one of mine. Is this a metaphysical topic for a metaphysical blog? I would say yes. How much more spiritual can building a loving relationship with another creature be? And them allowing you to sit with them while they pass?
I met Chopper when he was two years old. He was at a shelter a couple of hours away from my home. His foot was injured from trying to paw his way out of the kennel and he had non-contagious mange. He smelled awful! Continue reading
Asking Your Angels For Assistance
“You have four beautiful angels with you, and you aren’t even communicating with them!” These were the words of another psychic at a psychic fayre I was working at several years ago. I had never met him prior to this particular event, and he shouted those words at me as I was walking through the entrance towards my designated work table, to get ready to set up.
And he was so right. As much as I still vividly recalled my vision of angels when I was nine years old, and as much as I was using angel cards in my own readings, and constantly telling my client aware of the angels all around us, I hadn’t been speaking much with my own angelic team. Continue reading