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This post is not about animals.  This is an email that I sent to a client this morning.  She is not happy with where she is working and wanted my advice.  :-) 
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At the end of our first day in the workshop, we were invited to visit two beautiful properties with horses for a field trip. The owner of Mystique, who looked very much like the photo above, told us that he had a health issue and was wondering if what she was doing was helping.  As she asked the question the word 'diabetes' dropped into my thoughts.  I jotted it down.  Then I wondered if horses even got diabetes?!  Others in the class were reporting their suspicions.  I didn't speak up at first, but finally I said that I had heard one word only - diabetes. This was the issue!  Amelia asked me how I got this information.  I told everyone that I had no idea, but I've heard messages like this before, long before I started doing animal communication. 

And then there was the adorable Ferret named Spaz.   See his little meditating feet above with Amelia?  His owner had fought in the Iraq War and came home with all of the stress that only war can bring.  Spaz told me that he was an enlightened philosopher and that I could call him Jesus!  His owner wondered why Spaz would crawl up into the entertainment center and act like he couldn't get out.  Spaz told me it was so that his Dad would stop watching the TV and pay attention to him.  Spaz likes the rock music that his Dad plays all the time.  (all confirmed by Dad, the TV watcher and Rock music lover)

Sparky, a rescued Jack Russell mix, was the life of the party.  He was so happy to be on stage.  At first his owner had him on a leash, but I knew he wanted off to be free.  When his Dad let him loose he came and greeted each of us separately.  Sparky knew he was on stage and was thrilled to be there.  No stage fright here.

I felt compelled to ask Sparky why he came into his owner's life.   He told me that his Dad was very lonely when he adopted him.  He said he's still lonely sometimes today.  When I told his owner this he replied, "You know, when you wife of many years leaves you, you get very lonely."  I later apologized to Sparky's dad and told him that I didn't mean to 'read his mail', but I try to repeat what the animal tells me without filtering. 

So, what did I learn at this fabulous workshop?  I learned that I'm pretty good at what I do.  I learned to trust every message that I receive.  I learned that Amelia Kinkade and I are, perhaps, old friends from another lifetime.  She called me Texas Okie at first.  Amelia also asked me if I would take some of her 'lost' animal cases since she will be on the road for the next few months.  Tracking isn't easy and it is very time consuming.  However, I told her that if she sent me someone, I would try to help.  This was such a wonderful compliment.  My favorite animal communicator asking me to help her.  WOW!  I came home with a new found confidence and a very grateful heart. 

I communicated with Bella in December of 2010.  His aunt bought a communication for her brother for Christmas.  At the time he was not impressed.  Recently she called me to say that she wanted to validate that what was communicated did come true, but in the future.  Oh my! Here is part of the reading. 

Tell me about your home. Wood floors.  It’s an older house and my dad has done a lot of work on it.  I’m very proud of it.
What is your favorite color?  Pink
What is your favorite thing to do?  I love to go on walks.  I’m a proud prance.  You should see me.   
  Is there anything you would like to tell your person?  We make a great team.  I have fun with you are you are funny.  I love it when you laugh.
Do you have a job?  What is it?  I am the calming effect in around our house.  Even when I’m being silly I can still calm my dad down.
 Is there anything you would like to change in your home?  The more sunlight the better for me.
Why are you here for your person?  I’m here to let dad experience true love.  He hasn’t had much true love in his lifetime.
Is there anything else your person can do for you? Just keep on loving me, but I know you will.
Where do you like to sleep?  In dad’s lap and in my bed.  
What do you think of other animals of your species?  I like to talk to them but I’m fine being an only dog.   

The following is the email about the reading over a year later.

Well, back in December 2010 the details in this reading had not yet taken place. My brother separated from his wife in July 2011 and now lives in an older place with hard wood floors. When he was still in his other house, he and his wife had several other pets (3 other dogs and 2 cats). But Bella was always Dean's special dog. Of course he took her with him when he moved and now she is the only pet in the house.

Bella absolutely LOVES her walks and goes everywhere with my brother, even to work! And he is always telling me what a calming effect she has on him when he gets upset or depressed.

Just wanted to let you know the accuracy of your reading for Bella. Thank you for doing what you do and I look forward to talking to you again soon.

Early on the morning of my birthday, January 2, I looked out my window and cutest little dog was in my backyard.  He was very scruffy and hungry but just so adorable.  I was leaving shortly to go out to a birthday lunch date but when I returned he was sitting on the front porch waiting for me.  My granddaughter, Lauren, was with me and we made 'Found' posters and hung them around the neighborhood.  I also posted him on Craigslist and Tulsa Pets.

He was the best behaved guy.  My husband made him a bed in the garage but that night was supposed to be bitterly cold.  I invited him in and told him that I knew he would behave.  He was so great with my cats, ignoring them completely!  He jumped up in a chair in front of the fire and fell asleep.  I told him he could stay inside and sleep there, but he needed to stay put. 

When I got up the next morning he was still fast asleep in the chair.  It was then that I told him that he could stay with me until I either found his owner or until I found a good person to adopt him.  My son fell in love with him at first sight. 

That day I had errands to run and I took him with me.  He was great in the car too.  When we got home that afternoon the phone was ringing.  It was Sonny's mom calling.  She saw our posters and was so happy that we had him.  He was thrilled to see her again too. 

Thinking back on Sonny I know that he knew where to go for help.  And for me it was a wonderful birthday gift to have him for a couple of days.

Seamus and Beau

Recently I communicated with Beau at his home. At that time he was in pain and his mothers weren't sure what they needed to do. Since that time they made the decision to send Beau across the Rainbow Bridge. After I communicated with Beau, I was asked to talk to Seamus who was already in Heaven. Seamus told me that I felt his essence when I was at his home recently. He said he was guiding Echo, the newest addition to their family, an 18 month old Great Dane.

When I asked Seamus to describe his surroundings he told me he was running in the tall grass. (It looked like wheat to me.) He told me that John met him on the Other Side. I could tell that John was an animal lover and he had grandfather energy.

Shortly after my visit to their home, Beau's parents emailed me that they were going to send him across the Rainbow Bridge.   I suggested that they pay attention to see if they received any messages letting them know that he was OK. A few days later I received this email titled "A Message from Beau". 

Funny/happy coincidence:  on Saturday evening we did indeed get a message from Beau, and Seamus, too.  I wanted to tell you about it because it connects to something you and Seamus talked about.

In July, 2008, I took the dogs and went north to stay with our friend Bonnie and her dog Scruffy, who owned this property. We had sold our house in Moscow, ID, and would be leaving for OK at the end of the month. Cathy followed mid-month and we spent our last days in the Northwest here in the woods. The dogs LOVED it there. On the day we packed the car, Beau laid down inside the cartop carrier bag and let us know in no uncertain terms that the craziness (packing) needed to stop because he had no intention of going anywhere. we often talked about finding a way to spend a month there every summer, and were quite sad when Bonnie sold the her place and moved into Spokane.
 

So, we know where they are:  in the woods in North Idaho. That image helped me be ready to take up his bed in our bedroom, because I also know where he'll be when he comes to visit us now.