Saturday, December 11, 2010
Many of you have heard about Target, the dog who saved a soldier's life in Afganistan, being accidentally euthanized.  Of course, this pulled on the heartstrings of all dog lovers including me.  A friend forwarded the story and asked me what I thought.  My thoughts always want to communicate with the animals.  This is what I received.

I always do a centering meditation before I begin a communication.  The first thing I noticed was that my heartbeat felt stronger than usual. 

1.  Would you like to talk to me?  You are one of my favorite people to talk to.

2.  Describe your surroundings.  Rolling hills and green grass.  There is perfect beauty and harmony.  Quiet in the most delightful way. 

3. Did you have any trouble getting to where you are?  No, it was very easy.  I was ready to go.  I completed my soul's purpose and after that life wasn't as important.  You see, if I go then I come back soon.  I have many purposes to fill in many lifetimes.  I'm a soul with a mission.  You could compare me to Martin Luther King, Jr.


4. Did you go home to meet someone?  Not really

6. Did someone come to meet you?  Every soldier who lost his life and every child that came in contact with me.  Both sides - not just Americans.  It is all equal here. 

7. Are you going to come back?  I will return and you will hear or read about me again.  I will return very soon...within this year.  There is much work to be done on Planet Earth. 
Thank you, Target!
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
There are many ways to become more intuitive.  By the time the incident occured at the airport in 2005, I had participated in many clearing workshops, both space and personal.  Using a pendulum and going inside I learned to tap into information about people and space that was so amazing that I often thought it was my imagination.  How could I possibly know these things? 

On the day of the incident my Tulsa flight was cancelled do to engine problems.  The airline was rescheduling all of us.  This meant standing in long lines...you know the drill.  There was a young woman standing behind me and I asked her if she knew what was going on.  She didn't look like she felt well and was frustrated about the change in plans.  I asked her if she was OK and she told me that she was just having some 'female' problems and only wanted to get on the plane home to Denver. 

I asked her if she would hold my place while I ran to the restroom.  While in the restroom I had a strong premonition that this lovely young woman should not get on another plane.  When I returned I told her that I knew she was anxious to get home, but I felt that she should call whomever brought her to the airport and go to an ER to get checked out.  I explained to her that sometimes I just knew things and gave her my business card.  She listened to my advice (I didn't mean to scare her!) and shortly after that left the airport. 

A week later when I returned from my trip there was a message on my answering machine.  The woman, Beth, was thanking me because as it turns out a cyst on one of her ovaries had burst.  Surgery was needed immediately.  If it had not been for my knowing, things could have turned out much worse. 

Lucky for me, I still stay in touch with this lovely young woman who took my advice.  How cool is that? 
Tuesday, November 16, 2010

This video is really popular right now about a dog named Spot.  When I watched it I felt sad and thought...'wait a minute'.  Let's talk to Spot.  I want to say I was surprised by what Spot had to say, but when I think about it, I really wasn't.  This is what he said.

"I knew you wanted to communicate with me.

I love getting the media attention. My dad is prompting me from heaven. He is right here beside me. We are showing the world how enlightened animals really are. We make a great team. I’m one of the world’s great teachers. My dad's spirit is very much alive and the media is letting our story live on. I don’t need to go back home.

Thank you for checking on me. I’m not sad. I am here for a very important purpose!!

Out of the telepathic thoughts of dogs! 

Tuesday, November 9, 2010
This is my granddaughter, Lauren, kissing Jill the dolphin on her recent trip to the Bahamas.  Notice that they both have their eyes closed.  I was eager to communicate with this beautiful marine mammal. 

1.  Would you talk to me?  Yes, as a matter of fact, I would. 

2.  Describe your home. Busy all the time.  Clear, clean water except for all the children who pee in here (and some adults).  They don't know that I know what they are doing.  I have a sixth sense, you know. 

3.  What is your favorite food?  Little fresh fish

4.  What is your favorite thing to do?  My favorite thing is to connect with children like your Lauren.  Once these evolved beings come in contact with me they are forever changed.  They were put on the earth for the same reason I was.  Lauren will go out and connect with others on a heart level too. 

5.  Do you have any pain?  Only when I engage with a sad soul.  I am empathic.

6.  Do you have a job?  To bring joy and healing to the world.  That is why all dolphins are here.

7.  What can you tell me about Lauren? This little girl has a huge purpose on this planet.  She is going to go where I can't go.  You will help her to get there.

Thank you, Jill!  Do you think I may have a potential animal communicator in my family?  Grammy is smiling. 
Monday, November 8, 2010
This is the face of a very wonderful dog, a Giant Schnauzer, who draws a crowd wherever he goes.  He's seems to make people feel better by just being in his presence.  His mother brought him to the Garden Deva party on Saturday and he was so happy.  He told me it was an important and fun day for him. 

His favorite thing to do is to go on walks.  Iggy is made for walks.  His job is to make his mom laugh.  He is here to teach his mom to trust.  She trusts Iggy and this used to be an issue for her.  Iggy has helped his mother to heal. 

Iggy told me that he has been with his mom before...many years ago.  When I suggested this to her she felt that it was true.  What a great guy.  Wish the whole world could have an Iggy. 
Friday, November 5, 2010
I will be back soon with more of my animal stories, but I was contacted this week by a woman whose story was so moving.  She gave me permission to share her story with you.  I believe there are no coincidences or mistakes!

I enjoy getting your emails and Facebook postings. Love hearing all the dog stories. I have a wonderful dog story about my toy poodle Angel. She showed up in my life (with that name!) August 2009. My mother brought her to me from Paws and Claws Rescue in Arkansas after I had been waiting about nine months.

I was suffering with Rheumatoid Arthritis (undiagnosed at the time) while taking care of my husband who was failing from ALS (Lou Gehrig's) and while working full time from home. I wanted a little doggie to bring joy to our lives. And then here comes Angel, bringing blessings abundant. Shortly after her entrance, my husband was proclaimed to be free of ALS, (per doctors "it's a mystery, be grateful and work hard and you may regain your mobility"); I was diagnosed and placed on medicines that really help, and our wee Angel settled perfectly into our home and family.

The capstone info on this story is that we named our home Angelscape (1994) - "a place where Angels can escape" and wouldn't you know that we got our "escaped" Angel at last.  God certainly has a sense of humor and He takes care of all of us in such unexpected and wonderful ways.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
I participated in an event that was very poorly attended this weekend.  Everyone was a bit disgruntled because they had spent a lot of money to participate.  Nothing make people grouchier than to feel like they have wasted money.  Right?  Bulldog to the rescue.

This bulldog named Elvis is a service dog for a woman who has seizures. Elvis will alert her if she is about to have a seizure so she can sit down.  How amazing is this? 

Elvis wore his University of Auburn shirt yesterday and when people saw him their cranky faces changed to smiles.  Nothing makes people feel better than an animal's perfect spirit.  Of course I talked to Elvis and he told me a few things.  He told me he was hungry and tired and wanted to go home on Friday night.  He takes his job seriously and loves doing it.   Yesterday he told me that his mom never stops talking!  After visiting briefly with her I could understand his viewpoint.  I gave him a massage using a technique I know called TTouch.  He thought is was heavenly. The honor was mine!
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Amber left the earth last November and her mom felt like it would help her if I tried to communicate with her.  Amber was from the state of California.  The first thing I 'heard' when I tapped into her energy was the song Inky Dinky Parlez Vous.  Of course, I wrote it down.  It doesn't matter if my client thinks I'm crazy or not.  I asked her who met her when she passed and she told me Grandfather Kenny , Suzanne and Clark Gable.

Amber told me that she came to teach her Mom how to love and she learned how lovable she is.  When my heart stopped hers took on my energy. 

A few days later I heard from her Mom. 

Thank you so much for the wonderful reading with Amber!  I cried but in a good way.  I had a little pet name for her.  Amber Dinkis.  I would sing the 'Inky-Dinky' song to her but change the words to include her name.  She is right about my heart break of letting her go.  It was very hard to do.  I'm not quite sure about the 'Clark Gable' connection, but that could be something she experienced before our relationship together.  I am not at all surprised that my father (Grandfather Kenny) and my grandmother (Suzanne) met her upon her passing.

When I took her to the vet to put her down, after she expired, I bent down to kiss her head goodbye and she exhaled, Loudly!!  Not only was I startled but there was a force that pushed me backwards.  Now I know that was when her heart energy went into mine.

I really feel my grieving for her has been tremendously relieved by this wonderful communication.  Thank you for your sensitive insight

This will keep me on my path for a while longer.  Thank you, Amber!!
Monday, October 4, 2010

Sometimes I will ask a question on the website Circles within Circles.  The following is one that I posted about a month ago ~ This past year I have started communicating with animals. I’m an astrologer, coach and dowser. However, communicating with animals just makes my heart sing. Sometimes I question if the information I am receiving is really coming from the animal that I am either talking to remotely or in person. However, I trust what comes to me and always tell the owners everything I hear/intuit.


My question for you is: Am I really receiving this information from the animal? And have all the other things (feng shui, astrology and dowsing) led me to this new work that I am doing?
Their Answer ~ You have led you to this new work, dearest. These are the things on your path. They are wonderful things that have given you courage to be who you are. Trust in that that you be, energies and ways that you could mould and move them. But darling, you’ve been talking to animals since you were just a tiny thing. This is nothing new, just that you have more confidence in yourself now to speak of it. Yes, you are hearing exactly what they are speaking. It is hard for them to translate into your language but it isn’t really a language–you feel that you see and know what they are saying. You are doing very well, my dearest.

Cool...
Georgia
King General
 This weekend I was invited to do animal communication at Puggerfest, an event sponsored by Homeward Bound Pug Rescue in Oklahoma City.  The King was crowned and his name is General Lawrence.  Georgia  is up for adoption.  Pugs are amazing dogs.  They are so lovable that you may want to give them a kiss.  You might think that they look sad, but I promise you that they are filled with joy inside.  Don't let that face deceive you. 

What I discovered this weekend after communicating with several Pugs is that they are very grateful and want their owners to love themselves as much as they love their Pug.  Go to the adoption list at http://www.homewardboundpugs.com/ and see if you might like to adopt or foster a Pug.  I don't think you will be disappointed.  Sigh...pug love.
Friday, September 24, 2010
Here are Leo and Nani again.  Does a picture say a thousand words?   I will add bliss, love, contentment and purrrrrrfect! 
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Meet Leo and Nani.  Their mother contacted me because they seemed to be fighting all the time.  There were two sides to this story, so I will share what they told me.

Nani was feeling sad.  She told me that she loved Leo but that he aggravated her.  One of the most important things that she stressed with me is that she didn't like a cleaner that her mother was using.  I could not tell if it was a person who was cleaning or a type of cleaning product.  Either of these things could cause a change in personality in a cat.

Leo told me he was wishing his mother was at home more.  He was feeling lonely.  He told me that his job was to entertain Nani but she was so distant and grumpy.  I asked Leo why they were fighting and he told me it was to get attention from their mother. 

I did healing work on both cats to help them to feel more at ease.  After sharing the communication with their mom she realized that she did need to spend more time with them.  A few weeks later she reported to me that they were doing much better. 

People think that cats are aloof and don't need a lot of attention.  It is my experience that even if a cat acts aloof it still loves attention and human companionship. 
Sunday, September 19, 2010

This is my sister Cyndi's dog, Molly, what a great face for this blog post!
The very first time I practiced focused animal communication was about five years ago.  The dog belonged to an acquaintance of mine, but I didn't know him.  I don't even remember his name.  Taking a deep breath I looked at the pup and said, what do you want to tell me.  The dog said, "I want bacon for breakfast." It was crystal clear.

So I walked up to his owner and said, "Do you eat bacon?"  She told me that every Sunday morning she makes bacon for her husband and two sons.  I told her that it would really make her dog happy if she would share some with him.  Have you ever seen a dog smile?  I did that day.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
A few days ago my granddaughter, Lauren, came to visit. She wanted to create a float. After putting on my thinking cap I turned a basket upside down on a tricycle. Then we picked some hydrangeas and gathered other fancy decorations to make it fancy. Simon, our cat, watched closely. 

He and Lauren have history.  We adopted him from Lauren's parents before she was born.  He is very patient with Lauren who carries him around like a rag doll.  I often communicate with Simon how grateful I am that he is so good with Lauren.  Simon tells me that he knew Lauren before she was ever born.

So, once we got into action I asked Simon if he would like to ride on the float.  He seemed thrilled to be the star of the parade.  We wheeled him up and down the driveway.  He loved being the center of attention, but then that is his personality.  He is one extraordinary cat.

Here is a photo of the finished float with Lauren and Lily, my granddog.



Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Cassie was a little bit shy, but she said she would talk to me.  Her mom's greatest concern was that Cassie is horribly afraid of thunderstorms.  This is a common problem with many dogs.  Cassie told me that she is not scared of storms, but that the currents in a storm seem to go right through her body.  She said it makes her feel really strange.  I often wonder if it has to do with the electromagnetics of a storm.  I sent in my healing fairy guide in the hopes that she would help to reset whatever it is in Cassie that makes her feel so strange. 

Her mom also told me that Cassie jumps up on people and it really hurts.  I told Cassie about her mother's concern about her jumping up.  She is grateful her parents are so patient with her.  She told me her favorite food was chicken - the real thing!

A few days later Cassie's mom called me to say the day I communicated with her that she did not jump up when she got home.  Secondly, Cassie got up on the counter and took the remains of a roasted chicken and ate the whole thing! 

A few weeks after my communication with Cassie I met her in person.  She is a beautiful girl...inside and out.  I hope she is doing better.
Friday, September 10, 2010
When I asked Peachy if he had any pain he told me that the top of my back nearer to my head is quite sensitive.  He says he freaks out when he gets his nails clipped because he has been hurt before having this done.  His mom wanted me to reassure him that she would not hurt him.  He shared with me that he is the smartest of his cat family.


When I asked Peaches if he had anything he wanted to tell his person he said, "You are extraordinary. You are different from so many other humans. You love me and I love you. We have a bond like no other". 
 
Here is some of what his mom had to say... 

Any doubts I may have had about you are gone. Peaches and I have a bond that is like nothing I have ever had with another animal. (My love of cats started 40 years ago when I used to steal the neighbor's cats and cart them home in my bicycle basket)


There is a place on his back that is sensitive.

Peaches is not smart at all but I always tell him him "you are such a smart boy" because I don't want him to have an inferiority complex. He must believe what I tell him.

Most of your communications with him was very accurate but there were a couple that I think are off. They may be accurate from Peaches viewpoint, though.  Peaches is a neutered boy but I assume sex is not always clear for you. He is a "sissy" so maybe he was giving you girl vibes.  I thought I would let you know how accurate you were with him.

Thanks to both of you!

 
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
One Monday morning in April 2007 my beloved cat, Stella, disappeared. We were getting ready to move out of the city to a home on an acre of land.  I came to believe that Stella didn't want to move.   She was the most amazing cat.  Stella was quirky too.  She loved ham, did tricks if we snapped our fingers and would actually hug me when I held her.  Stella tolerated her two brothers, Simon and McCavity.

I did everything I could do to find her.  What I felt in my heart was that she was taken by the garbage men.  We had placed many items that we did not want to move the night before.  Stella accidentally got out (and she did not like out) and was hiding in the things at the curb. 

The whole family was heartbroken and I couldn't speak about Stella without being tearful. 

The following October my friend, Carolyn, and I were walking on a very windy day in my new neighborhood.  I began to hear something in the woods and it just got louder.  It was meowing.  Suddenly out from the undergrowth a calico kitten emerged.  She ran straight up my leg and into my arms.  Carolyn remarked that this was my Stella.  How could it be?  This cat was perfectly happy for me to carry her a mile home wrapped in my tee shirt.  We took her photo and made fliers.  Nobody called. This kitten was about five months old and it had been about six since Stella's disappearance. 

I named her Weenie because she was orange and black and it was nearly HalloWEEN.   As it turns out Weenie it very much my cat.  She is very quirky, likes ham and runs to the other end of the house if the garbage man or any strange man comes near the house.  Weenie only tolerates her two brothers, Simon and McCavity.  She doesn't do tricks but she does flop over on her back when I sing to her.  Guess who else used to do the same thing? 

I do believe that the souls of our animals will find their way back to us if it is meant to be. 


Friday, September 3, 2010
Last winter a call came in from a ‘private caller'.  Usually I do not answer these calls because they often phone spam.  For some reason I decided to answer this call.  The caller asked if I did energy healing. I was leery, but told him yes.  I could tell that it was an international call because of a subtle delay in the transmission. 

He asked if I saw auras, or what type of healing did I do?  I became really suspicious then and asked for more information about him.  He told me his name was Pradush and he lived in Tibet.  My phone number had come to him two times in meditation and he felt it was important to contact me. 

He said that he didn't want anything.  He just wanted to tell me that I was doing good work for the world and that this year was going to be a transformational year for me.  Was he talking about the animal communication I'm now doing?  I wonder?  


I will be eternally grateful for that mysterious call that came late one evening last winter.
Bob was the last animal I spoke to on my visit to Wu-Wei Farm.  She gets a blog that is totally dedicated to her.  She patiently waited her turn but several times she made it known that she really wanted to communicate with me.  Bob is quite old.  She walks with a limp due to a broken hip.  Her sight and hearing isn't great either.

The first thing Bob told me is, "They think I don't have all my senses, but they are better now than they have ever been.  You know why?  I'm closer to heaven now."  She told me that her parents would know when it was time to go, but not yet.  She has it too good right where she is.  She would like some ice cream.  She is here to teach her dad to appreciate the cycles of life.

And..."Oh, sorry about peeing on the floor." 

This week I had the opportunity to visit a farm outside of Mannford, Oklahoma.  I met the owner on Facebook and felt like I had always known him.  One day I commented on his dog, Inez's photo on Facebook.  This is how the visit to the farm was born.  Inez is one of three rescued dogs.  She is really happy that her dad is doing the meat thing.  Her dad told me that he had recently started making sausage. 

Evidently before she was rescued a bully restrained her.  She gets very nervous if someone tries to hold her too closely.  Inez told me that she will never let this happen again.  Inez knows how to establish healthy boundaries.  She also has a very strong sense people with whom she is safe.

 Not only did I talk to Inez but also visited with several other interesting characters.  I met four horses, but the horse named George is the one who paid special attention to me.  The first thing I heard him say was, "I'm the needy one."  I laughed and turned my back to him.  This resulted in George giving me a massage with his muzzle starting at my calves and working right up to the top of the my head.  Thank you, George, for the gift.
Monday, August 30, 2010


Meet Barkley and Gracie.  They are one of the main reasons that I am now communicating with animals on a regular basis.  I first met them when I went to their home to do a consultation with their mother.  At that time I could hear whispers of things they were trying to tell me.  Their dad and mom asked to return with the intention of actually talking to them.  At the time their dad was upset because Gracie was being mean to Barkley and it was very upsetting to him. 

The day I went to visit with them Gracie met me at the door.  She said, "Here you are!"  What I discovered from this visit was that Gracie was feeling left out because her parents were paying more attention to Barkley.  Barkley has three legs and Gracie felt like this is the reason they favored him. What she said was, "It's not fair."  I heard this loud and clear. 

These two beautiful dogs were so forthcoming with their communication that it made me decide that I needed to hone this gift that I've been given.  So today I'm writing this to say thank you to Gracie and Barkley.  You were catalysts to move me in the direction that I am now going.  Mwah!! 
Saturday, August 28, 2010
When I began the communication she asked me to use my pink pen.  Ask and it is given, Izzy! 


Izzy told me that she likes to roll around like a tumbleweed.  She has no pain, but only feels bad when she gets too hot.  Izzy wanted me to tell her mom that she needed to love herself as much as she loved her. 


When I asked Izzy if there were anything she would like to change in her home it was that sometimes the music was too loud.  Her ears are sensitive.   


Her mother sent me the following.  "Thank you so much for the complimentary reading! I LOVED what Izzy had to say....some of it made me cry (in a good way)! And some of it made me laugh...like her liking pink!!!   I've prided myself for years on NOT being a pink girl, so it just stands to reason that my baby girl would be! She DOES have a pink fleece nightgown that she wears some in the winter, so it's good to know she likes it.  She also absolutely cannot take the heat, so that wasn't surprising to me. Nor was it surprising that that loud music bothers her...I can actually see it on her face, now that I know she told you that. Like I told you I'm so glad that you're using this gift now, in addition to what you already do! You're amazing."


So are you, Izzy's Mommy!
Friday, August 27, 2010
I recently communicated with Grylls at Woofstock.  His mom told me that she rescued him and that he was very fearful.  When I tapped into Grylls's energy he said, "If you only knew the traumas!"  His mother shared with me that Grylls is afraid of the dark and will often just stare at the fan.  In my mind's eye I could almost see some of the happenings in this dog's life. 

I suggested to his mother that when she starts worrying about Grylls that she replace that worry with a picture of him when he is at his happiest.  She needs to visualize him being balanced and peaceful.  When I got home I did some additional healing work on Grylls because I could feel his tension.

Last night I received a phone call from Grylls's mom.  She shared with me that since Woofstock she had a different dog.  He would come and greet her and the door.  Grylls was even being playful with her!  What wonderful news!

As soon as I hung up I thanked my wonderful God and all my guides, angels and helpers for this amazing gift.  It just doesn't get any better than this.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
I spoke to Bella a few months ago and when I asked her if there was anything she wanted to tell me she told me a secret. Whenever her mom can't find something it's because Bella has hidden it and she thinks it's hilarious! She gave me a hint...backyard.

When I asked Bella if she would like to talk to me she said, "I think you would like to talk to me more than I would like to talk to you!"  The girl is honest. 

Bella says that she and her siblings are the center of her mom's universe and that her dad goes along with it.  She told her mom that she has the best heart of anyone she has ever known.  (I agree Bella!) 

Bella's communication was a gift to her mom for her birthday.  What goes around comes around, right Bella? 
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Mango and Coconut
These California angels were rescued.  Coconut said she was on 'death row' when her mom came in and saved her.  She says she pees sometimes when she gets nervous.  She also pees on her dad's clothes if he bugs mom!  This baby pees with intention!!  She loves her Mango saying they are soul sisters.

Mango was second in my communication and she impatiently said, "I wondered when it was going to be my turn!"  She told her mom that she was amazing because she gets through anything.  (Her mom is a cancer survivor.) 

Mango told me that her first owner dropped her off in the street because she couldn’t afford me and I was too much trouble. She understand now because she has it made in her new home. 

Mango makes Coco laugh and says she is really funny.  When Mango rides in the car she feels more secure sitting in a lap.  Who rescued whom?
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
I communicated with Duncan because of one my close friends.  He was posted on the Oklahoma City Craigslist in the Lost section and my friend wanted to know if I could pick up anything about him.  He belonged to a friend of hers.  When I opened up the photo I immediately felt like Duncan was no longer with us, but I continued with my communication. 

Duncan wasn't hungry or thirsty.  He was floating.  What he told me was that it was time for him to go.  I intuited that he had kidney dysfunction.  Often a cat will go away to make his transition.  He asked me to tell his owner that he went fast and that he was with Jeff, his owner's dear friend who had also recently died.   He said, "Please don't be sad, but I know you will be.  Go quickly and get another kitty!" 

His mother went out and got another kitty.  I believe that Duncan communicated with new kitty about his going missing and how sad his mother was.  New kitty has slept on her head every night since she got him. 
Monday, August 23, 2010
I met Buster on Saturday at Woofstock.  He freaks out when it storms.  Not to easy if you live in Oklahoma!!  Buster told me that storms felt like electricity running through his body.  He also wanted to let his mom know that he is the peacemaker and he is first! 

Buster's mom emailed me today and said, "I gotta tell you, Buster must have enjoyed talking to you. When we got home, I was leaning against the back of a chair in the living room and he jumped up on the chair and licked my face, then he got back down. Buster is RARELY affectionate and too lazy to ever actually get up on something to show affection. So, my only guess is that he was happy that he got to get out and talk to someone who could hear him!"

Thanks for the validation, Buster!
Saturday, August 21, 2010
This is Sam available through Tulsa Boxer Rescue.  He told me that his name was Ralph.
He's a well-trained and beautiful young guy who needs a loving home. 

I communicated with animals from 10-2 today to support Woofstock, put on by the Oklahoma Alliance for Animals.  Meeting all the interesting pets and their owners was amazing.  Wish you could have heard some of their stories.  I will be blogging some of them soon.  Stay tuned! 

http://www.animalallianceok.org/

Check out their website.  Make a donation if you are feeling generous.  You will receive many thanks in Woofs and Meows!!
Friday, August 20, 2010
I first met Vincent at his home out in the country.  I took his photograph and then his mom requested that I communicate with him.  Before I picked up his photo I heard him say, "I was named after Vincent Van Gogh, you know!"  Part of Vincent's ear is missing but I had not put two + two together.  (I'm a little slow sometimes.) 

Vincent was adopted by his wonderful parents and he is so grateful.  This came through loud and clear in the communication.  He said things like...I have it made you know...You changed my life...You saved my life...I owe you my life.  (This brought a few tears.) 

When I asked Vincent if he had a job he said, "Watchdog, lover, smile giver and Happy Camper.  I also asked Vincent what happened to him in the past.  He said, "I was a victim of child abuse. You don’t need to know all the details. It is part of my past and it’s the PAST." (very adamantly)

One thing for sure, Vincent has it made now.  We all dream of a happy ending. 
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Friday lives in South Texas.  Her mom contacted me because she wanted to find out about his limp.  They have taken him to the vet and the chiropractor.  When I introduced myself to Friday he said he would talk to me as long as I didn't want to prod and pry on him.  I went into detail about what I was going to do.  He was a little bit suspicious. 

Friday didn't want his parents to worry about him.  The reason he is here is for his mother.  His purpose is to teach her to be fearless and to let go.  He says he limps more if his mom worries about him. 

He loves the cool floor in their home.  He also would love some bacon!  His favorite thing to do is to play frisbee and his mom told me that there was one on top of the refrigerator that they haven't played with in a while (due to the limp).  I suggested she put it down with him to encourage faster healing.  I also did some healing work on Friday.  Haven't heard if it is working.  I sure hope so.  Friday is a dog that the whole world would love to hug!
I spoke to Bella a few months ago and when I asked her if there was anything she wanted to tell me she told me a secret.  Whenever her mom can't find something it's because Bella has hidden it and she thinks it's hilarious!  She gave me a hint...backyard. 
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
I drove to Mountain Home, Arkansas last weekend to see my soul sister, Beth.  There's a country store not far from their ranch in the Ozarks.  We stopped in to buy a lotto ticket (one of our rituals) and laying on the counter was a photo of a dog named Diane who was missing.  I told the lady who owned the store that I was an animal communicator and that I would try to see if I could find out anything about this missing dog.  She looked at me a little strangely but said, "Of course!" 

When I found my 'still point' to tap into the energy of Diane my heart felt as though it were jumping around in my chest.  Then I heard, "It bit me and my heart stopped".  I couldn't see a snake in my mind's eye, but it is the first thing I thought of, so I trusted it. 

We returned to the store and I left my findings along with my card.  Of course, I always hope I'm wrong with a missing animal, but perhaps it can give the owner some answers and someday some peace. 

God bless you, Diane, wherever you are.  I know you gave your family much unconditional love.  And if you are still out there please go home!!   
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
When I began my communication with Sadie she told me that her name was Mischa.  She found her dad and has given him such great joy.  Her favorite thing to do is play with her toys - especially her mouse.  Her dad validated this for me.

Sadie is here to make her dad have more fun.  Lovely!  I know her dad and they are lucky to have found each other.
Monday, August 16, 2010
Jersey's mom was worried about him.  He witnessed his sibling's death.  The main thing that Jersey wanted me to tell  his mom was not to worry so much.  He feels her pain when she gets emotional.  As far as seeing his sibling die, he said he was at peace about it and he were ready to go.

Jersey loves women.  He has a new sister puppy named Ava.  I recently asked Jersey to be sweeter with her.  He knew she was coming and told his mom that he wouldn't be happy about it, but that Ava would bring new energy to their home. 

Yesterday his mom emailed me that Jersey has been doing much better.  Good for you, Jersey!
Sunday, August 15, 2010




Meet Gracie. Her main purpose is to make her family happy. She told me that her mom puts some kind of oil on her food. (Mom confirmed that it was flaxseed oil.) Gracie thinks that being brushed is a bother.

I spoke to Gracie last March and recently her mom contacted me because she wasn't sure if Gracie was going potty on rugs.  This was an ongoing problem when Gracie was younger, but not lately.  I had a communication and asked her if anything was going on.  She told me that if her mom was feeling stressed it made her have accidents.  However, she had not peed on the rug that her mom was wondering about.  I stressed how important it was that she use her pads and never the rugs!   I received this email from Gracie's mother today. 

I knew you’d be interested in knowing that Gracie got out of (our) bed last night at least 2x to pee on the potty pads (including #2, which she usually waits for outside trip). This was a very good sign.
Also, before I left the house this morning she kicked up her leg in similar fashion as she’d done on the red rug – and all she was doing was scratching herself. I felt that she wanted me to know that that was what she had been doing. This time she was on the tile floor so I wasn’t so suspicious.

She’s really such a sweet baby and I am glad we are now are good terms and understand each other better. And I am much more conscious of how important it is for me to stay calm and centered.  Thanks again for your help!

Our animals are a gentle reminder to try to stay in the moment and wear life like a loose garment.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
I can hear all of you sigh and smile when you look at this picture.  A few significant things were discovered when I communicated with Baby.  The most important finding was when I asked her if she had any pain she told me that her throat hurt.  Her mom took her to the vet and discovered that she was pulling too hard on her leash and that she needed to get a halter instead of a collar. 

Evidently a crushed trachea is one of the major causes of death in toy animals. Baby's owner learned other very important things from her vet from this communication.

Baby told me that she liked to play with her toys if her mom played with her.  She also loves liver.  This was first time news to her mom and guess what?  Baby loves liver and plays great with her toys as long as her mommy plays too.    Ahh... from the mouths of pets.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
I spoke to Zuri in my early days of animal communication.  She was such a great validation for me.  Her mom fosters many pets.  I found out in my first communication with Zuri that she got into trouble because she took the children's food.  Uh oh!  Her mom asked me to ask Zuri who her 'person' was so I tapped in for the second time. 

Zuri said, "Joe, he's the man!"  I told Zuri that I didn't know Joe but she said, "Yes you do!  Everybody knows Joe."  When I relayed this information to Zuri's mom she said, "Oh, my husband, Joseph is going to be so happy that he is Zuri's person." 

You could have blown me over with a feather!
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Roxy was left behind by a previous owner and her parents rescued her from the house.  In the recent months her parents have been thinking about selling their home and were making changes to put it on the market.  Roxy started acting differently and her mom wanted me to talk to her.

Roxy told me that her house was a mess right now and that she was confused about it.  At the end of my chats I always ask if there is anything they want to say to me.  Roxy told me that she was scared with all the changes that she was going to be left behind again . It makes her so worried that her food doesn’t work right. 

I reassured her that she would go wherever her parents went.   She said, "Are You sure?!?   I told her Yes, and that she already knows that I know. 
Monday, August 9, 2010
Charli is blind.  He told me that he loved the smells in the air when his mom cooked and that he really loves bacon.  He told me that he has known his mother for many lifetimes. 

I asked Charli if there was anything his person could do for him he asked that she not move things in the house around.  Since he is blind he likes a path that is known to him.  He feels the energy fields around the furniture and other objects in the house. 

I always end my communications by asking the animal if they want to say anything to me.  Charli said, "You think I can't see, but I can!  I see your spirit!"
Sunday, August 8, 2010
When I began communicating with Nestle I told her she was adorable.  She acted surprised.  I asked Nestle what was her favorite thing to do and she said she loved to play and act ferocious.   Ferocious - exhibiting or given to extreme fierceness and unrestrained violence and brutality.  

She comes from a family of four other dogs and she told me to tell her mom that she knew she was the favorite, but she wouldn't tell.  Nestle, you make me smile!
Saturday, August 7, 2010
The phone rang as I was getting ready to communicate with Tess. When I finished the call Tess impatiently told me that she had been waiting to talk to me! In other words...get off the phone!


Tess is a rescued horse and her owner wanted to know more about her. Tess alluded that she has not always been treated well but she did not want to tell her mother about it.

Now she wants to 'run like the wind'. She would like to compete. She sets the pace for the other horses. Tess also loves sweets.
When I asked Tess if there was anything she wanted to tell her owner she said, "Believe in me. I have greatness inside." I don't doubt that for a moment. Go Tess!

Recently I heard from Tess's owner who wrote, "Tess has begun to show more of her personality since you all spoke. Two weeks ago I went out to ride. I asked my girls, who wanted to go, and nobody spoke up. so I grabbed LG, and we left.  When I was halfway down the next road, I turned to see Tess running after us. She had jumped the fence, and ran to be with us.  It was the sweetest thing."
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Ralphie's mother contacted me because he had been missing since early July.  Ralphie and his mom live in Texas and she was given my information from a neighbor. 

When I tapped into Ralphie's  energy I felt like he was no longer on the earth.   Then comes the difficult part of telling his mother.  Sigh... I told her that I would be so happy if what I felt was incorrect.  I have great compassion for people whose pets have been lost.  There is never a concrete answer to where they have gone. 

I felt like Ralphie was not well and he left so that he wouldn't hurt his family.  I've recently received an email from his mother who wrote, "Thanks so much for everything.  I've thoroughly enjoyed the newsletters. I've also tried to practice using the golden chord you spoke with me about. I hope you realize how much you really helped me. I miss my sweetie, but I'm thinking of taking his advice."  His advice was to stop looking, worrying and to adopt another cat.  Ralphie's family has a whole lot of love to share.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
When I communicate with an animal I always ask it about its food.  I will write many more blogs about this, but this came in from Toby's owner this morning and it's too good to not share right now!!  Here's Toby.  He's the oldest of a three dog family.  (Hey, this means my client could have a Three Dog Night in the winter!)  Anyhow, I regress.  Read the email below from Toby's mom.

Pam, I just have to share this with you.


I read all 3 conversations to a friend of mine right after you had talked with each of my dogs. Of course Toby's request for vegetable soup with beef rallied a good laugh! Not long after she had heard this tale I happen to be at her house and she had made vegetable soup with beef. We again laughed about it and she insisted I take some home for Toby. This little old man did a jig in the kitchen when I told him Becky had given him some of this soup, he devoured his meal and has been lovingly sitting with me on the couch nightly, which is rather unusual and which I feel is a sign of gratitude. There was enough soup for him to have multiple meals and we shared it with the other two.

Everyone is so happy. Now I have made my own version of his vegetable soup with beef and will continue to give him his healthy meal additive!  Last night when I was making the large pot of "vegetable soup with beef", Toby laid on the kitchen floor the entire time. I can't remember a time before when he so patiently layed on the floor while I was cooking. I had told him I was making his soup you see so guess he thought it wise to watch the process! 

I could go on more about what I have noticed about my animals from the conversations you had with them, but will save it for another day. The soup story is the best!!
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Doc, the Hunter
Doc is a hunter.  When I asked Doc if I could speak to him he said that he really needed to speak to me!  His job is that he is a hunter and he is not being used as a hunter.  His parents are looking for a good home for him.  He needs to be an outside dog and he needs to hunt. 

Doc has a pedigree.  He is not afraid of guns.  Doc simply wants to live with someone who has lots of energy and if he is not hunting, then he wants to walk, run, point and live in an environment that will allow this.  You can email me if you know of a good home for him.
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Meet Toby.  His parents wanted to know where he came from as well as anything else I could find out.  I met Toby in person several months back.  When I spoke to him remotely he reminded me of this.  Silly me!   

When I asked Toby about his home he reminded me again that I've seen it before and it is a mansion.  He told me that he's treated like royalty.  His mother confirmed this saying that several people who worked in the home cater to his every need. When I asked him what his job was and he told me it was to keep the home free of insects and that they were some of his favorite foods.  Again, this was confirmed by his parents. 
I asked Toby where he came from and he said he was brought there by a car and that his previous owners could not keep him.  They also knew exactly where they were dropping him off and that he would be well taken care of.  I also asked him when he was born and he said in cold times...winter before last. 

Toby brings joy, not only to his parents, but to all the people who work around the mansion.  His animal siblings like him too. 

Saturday, July 31, 2010
I was recently interviewed by Miami Astrology.  Ron Archer, owner, is interviewing astrologers across America.   If you want to listen about Chinese Astrology click the link below.

http://www.miamiastrology.com/2010/07/astrologers-across-america-pam-case-oklahoma/
Friday, July 30, 2010
When I prepare to communicate with an animal I get really quiet, close my eyes and tap into my spirit guides. These guides have come to me when I've meditated or done shamanic journeys. I also always ask my angels for assistance too.

My Guide of Protection is a genie who stands about two feet taller than me. I'm 5'10". Once when I was teaching a workshop a woman came up to me and said she could see two huge eyes above my head.  Then recently doing a meditation in an animal communication workshop, I saw this very large genie standing right behind me.  He had big lined eyes. 

According to Wikipedia, a genie is a supernatural creature which occupies a parallel world to that of mankind, and together with humans and angels makes up the three sentient creations of God.

My healing helper guide is a purple fairy. She's very tiny and used her wand much like I use a pendulum. She can travel inside of the animal to help with any healing or clearing that needs to be done.

Lastly, I have a guide who helps me connect with the animal with whom I am communcating. I visualize a silver chord that connect my left wrist to his wrist. His name is John. He's aborigine, tall, beautiful, wise and very very kind. He wears an earring and minimal clothing.   I found this picture on the internet and it reminded of what John looks like if John wore tribal paint.

This post is to thank all of my helpers.  I have no idea if they read blogs, but it's the intention that matters.

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