Friday, October 12, 2012
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Wednesday, October 10, 2012
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Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Little Jerry crossed the Rainbow Bridge in July.  The first thing I picked up was that his Mom's grief was palatable.  I did some healing work for her before I communicated with Little Jerry.      Then I heard the song, “When the red, red robin comes bobbing along".  Jerry's mom said she has heard that song a few times since he passed. 

Here is my communication with Little Jerry.  My comments are in blue. 

2.    Would you like to talk to me?  I’m OK, I’m OK!!

3.    Describe your surroundings.  There is carpet that can’t be destroyed by pee pee.  There is grass that is fragrant like catnip for dogs.  It is easy here and calm.  I’m still very close to you.

4.    Did you have any trouble getting to where you are?  No.  It was sudden and a bit shocking for Mom.  It is how I had to go.  It is the best way to go for everyone.  (I learned that Little Jerry was attacked at his front door by another dog and he died very quickly.)

5.    Is there anything you want to tell your Mom and Dad?  I know how much you miss me.  Your soul will mend when you get another pet.  It can be a cat or dog.  Just get one!  I can’t be replaced but I’m always with you…even to the very last day of your life!!

6.    Did you go home to meet someone?  Josie or Josephine??  Pappy was there too.
      (Little Jerry's mom had a son named Joseph who died before she got Little Jerry.  Jerry would always sit in Joseph's chair.) 

7.    Is there a memory that I can tell your Mom that will help her?  You loved the way I danced for certain treats.  You would laugh.  We always had fun.  (This made his Momma laugh.  So happy for that!)

8.    Are you going to go back to your parents?  Yes, in a short time too.  I won’t be here long this time.  I could even walk back in within this month.  Not exactly sure on the timing yet.  (Hope she goes out really soon to find a new pet.  This always helps the healing process.)

9.    What can they look for?  White feet.  When Mom sees the feet she will know that they are mine.  I will come right up to her. 

10.  Is there anything you want to tell me?  Mom has needed this.  She has been really fragile since I left. 
Communications like this confirm for me that there really is a Heaven.  Thank you, Little Jerry!
Friday, August 3, 2012
The first time I met Bear was in the back of his Mom's big SUV.  She was worried about Bear coming in to meet me.  Bear was very forthcoming with me.  Bear's Dad had been ill for quite some time.  Then, the next time I saw Bear he came into see me.  His Mom told him that he was going to see me and she said his whole demeanor changed. 

This week Bear's daddy died.  Mom called me quite worried because Bear was not eating and had lost significant weight.  This is what he told me.  "Dad's gone and I'm inconsolable right now.  I will come back to being me.  I need a little time.  Mom needs me to grieve with her.  We both need some time.  The full moon will illuminate Dad's soul as he crosses the bridge.  He needed to go."

I asked him about his food and told him it was important that he eat.  Bear said, "Being sad does not mean you are dying."  I suggested to his mom that she give him some special treats right now and that it would be good to give herself some special treats now too.  That evening I received this email from Bear's mom.
I sat with Bear and talked for a few minutes about our grief and getting through it. Then I made him something special to eat, his food with peanut butter, bacon bits and cheese. He ate it all but hesitated and ate slowly. Then he wanted to go out in the yard.  Thank you for your help, I needed to know that he was able to deal with all the emotions.

Tuesday, July 31, 2012
A few weeks ago I heard a mournful howl from a dog that lives close to my home.  Upon further investigation I realized that it was a neighbor who had penned their dog in the back of their lot.  It broke my heart to hear him how.  I did everything I could do to help him.   I gave him Rescue Remedy on a treat, bones that would last a while and I did energy work.  When I communicated with him, he said that he would rather be dead than be penned.  I promised him I would do everything I could do to get him released.

I went over and talked to a lady who lives at the house.  She said that the dog was peeing inside and the home owner was putting it outside to 'teach it a lesson'.  Oh dear, you can imagine how that went over with me.  A couple of days later we had a fierce thunderstorm and the dog was terrified to say the least.  Again, I went over but nobody answered the door.  What I did next was a bit against the rules, but I let the dog out of its pen.  (It's better to ask forgiveness than permission!)  Shortly after I receive a very threatening phone call saying "If you come on our property again, we have guns and will use them".  She also knows I'm an animal communicator and threw in a few jabs about that.  I live in Creek county where there are no animal restrictions.  The good thing about the call was that I got their phone number. 

A few days later the dog is howling again.  This time I call and I could tell that the owner was angry when she answered.  Then I said something that was a little bit magical..."What would it take for me to help the dog and you?  I would do just about anything right now."  At this point the owner mumbled something about if she had the money she would get the dog to the vet.  I told her I would be happy to take the dog to the vet and PAY for it if she would let me. 

By 3:00 pm that afternoon I was at the vet with the dog and the lady who lives at the house (not the owner).  I have never seen the Mrs. of the home.  The sweet dog knew why I was there and stuck by my side.  This precious dog had a bladder infection. 

That evening I received a voicemail from the owner of the dog thanking me.   She said that when she got some money she would pay me back.  And the miracle of that is that she has sent me two payments! 

What is the moral of this story?  If I can come from a loving place then I can change the world.  If I know what changes a heart, I know what changes the world.  Love is the only thing that will transform us.   I love the book, Power vs. Force.  Force doesn't change anything, but standing in our power with an open heart does.   By the way, I have not heard the dog, but did see him last week when he wandered over for a treat. 

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