Eddy 1997-2015

In the spring of 1997 my husband John asked me to marry him. It was a very exciting and unexpected moment. My world had suddenly changed from living together with the love of my life, to The Big Step. I said “yes” of course. A few days later a teenage mama kitty and her baby showed up at our kite shop.  They had been dumped and Breeze (the mama kitty) had made her way to our door. At the time we had a cat, and for those who’ve read my blog may recall  Bart.  Introducing two eddy_7_13_a new kitties into the mix, just wasn’t going to work. Instead our kite shop became the home of my “identical girls”. When they first showed up, a neighbor suggested that Eddy was male. She was only six weeks old and had markings that indicated that she might be a he was possible.  I named her after a style of kite. An eddy kite is a diamond that doesn’t require a tail.  She was adorable and very young. It soon became apparent that she was also very shy. She eddy_kittenwould allow only her mama Breeze and me to be around her unconditionally and she imprinted on me right away. For the next ten years I would travel the five minutes from my doorstep to our shop in order to feed the girls and let them in or out.  Many times Eddy refused to come in for me. We have coyotes that visit frequently so I’d stubbornly spend several hours trying to coax Eddy out from under the shop and safely into her home. It got so frustrating that I called an animal communicator.  I was nervous about leaving town because she wouldn’t come in for anyone but me.  And even that sometimes took awhile.I had never worked with an animal communicator and was fascinated with everything she correctly told me about not only Eddy, but my other two kids as well. I was amazed. I was also very curious and thus began my personal journey. I would learn that I too was able to speak with animals in a clear and detailed way.  I’ve always been grateful to Eddy for introducing me to this rewarding career.

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After Bart went to spirit, we brought the girls home for retirement. They spent ten years showing guests around our shop and building their own fan club. But at the age of ten, they were ready for a change. Imagine their surprise and delight to discover beds, quilts, pillows, and the new treat of sleeping with mom and dad.  Eddy never did really take to John. He adored cats and tried his best to encourage her to sit with him but she rarely did. She was a mama’s girl.

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In the spring of 2015 John was admitted to hospice. He had a long battle with cancer and requested he transition at home, with me and our kitties. Breeze left us several years ago and Eddy never really recovered. We got her a kitten (as suggested by Breeze) but around us, she seemed miserable with the young male. But I watched her teach him how to navigate the woods. She sat on the deck and I eavesdropped as she instructed young Jack where was a good place to hunt, hide, or simply watch over the yard. She’s been the shy girl all her life but also took her role as The Elder Kitty seriously and tried to teach Jack what she had learned.

Sometimes in life we have to do things we think are impossible. And somehow we pull off the impossible. I know I did the right thing for her, but it still breaks my heart.

By the fall of 2015, it became obvious that Eddy wasn’t very  happy. She had health issues and insisted on being fed constantly. And the way she asked was a loud shriek that would make anyone with in hearing distance jump a mile. She shrieked day and night for food. But I realized too that she was insistent on helping me with my tough task of caring for John. She was going to stay in her body until I was ok and John had transitioned safely. It was too much to ask of her. So, on my birthday (not fun) I sent Eddy to be with her mama. I still feel guilty that I chose this route. I never thought it was something I could do. But ultimately this was the best decision for her. I was crushed. But Eddy?

The morning after she transitioned, I awoke to little giggles. Yes giggles. I heard my girls and they were sending me the message that all was right in their world. Reunited again, the two of them continue to send messages…… and giggles.

I still struggle with my decision to send my sweet girl onto her next journey. It was a really rough time for our family and I know I made the best choice at the time. She has no resentment towards me, in fact she’s very happy to be with Breeze again. I always thought of them as one soul in two bodies. And I think of it as making that soul whole again.

Sometimes in life we have to do things we think are impossible. And somehow we pull off the impossible.  I know I did the right thing for her, but it still breaks my heart.

She lived nineteen good years with me, as my little shadow. My shy sweet girl who lit the path for my animal communication journey.  My Eddy.

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Saying Goodbye: Part One

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As I think back it’s stunning. Truly stunning. I’ve experienced a lot of loss. For the past two years, I’ve been saying good bye to many friends and loved ones, all close to home. I pwant to write a series on my journey back to wholeness. I want to share the sad moments as well as the magical gifts I’ve had since, for there is a lot of love beyond the grief.

Although he didn’t leave the earth for me chronologically, Zeke (2003-1015) is the one who has had the most impact on my animal loss. He crossed suddenly, didn’t say a word to me beforehand. He quietly slipped away one night in his sleep. I have been to our special beach  exactly once, alone, on a quiet afternoon. He was very present to where I could swear I saw him running along with me as I walked. The hardest part being true for us all, they are with us anytime we call on them, but their physical presence is the part that we miss so much.

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One thing I’ve finally learned is that each day is a gift. Each day with our animal friends, is an amazing gift. And although that would be a lovely greeting card – it really is true. Their lives are much shorter than ours. We know that.  We fall in love anyway. And in the end it’s  always worth it. Every minute of every adventure. Zeke’s all over this blog as I proclaimed my love to the world for him. He was, and always will be my dog. My dearest friend. He’s happy where he is too. No promises of coming back to the earth plane anytime soon. And I get it, and it’s fine

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About a year before we lost Zeke, Big Al (2000-2014) was finished with his long life here. His big old body was done, but he’d eat a cookie if offered, right until  the end . Unlike Zeke, Al called to me a few times (as some of my elder animal friends do) and asked to be sent home. It was a lovely late summer afternoon. Many of Al’s “flying friends” were about to pay their respects. Those of us who he loved the most all spoke quietly with him. We took turns and had some special words with him. He was a friend to all animals and a presence for humans to work around. As much as I loved Al, he was breathtakingly large. His eyes showed distrust of strangers and most would back way off. It made me giggle because under that mask was a little old man who was set in his ways. It’s a good reminder that the “packaging” of an animal or a human for that matter, has little to do with who is inside. Al taught me so much. He and Bart were the first to help me learn animal communication. Their love and loyalty are still with me today. Your animal friends who you don’t think are near – are really a call away. I will always love and remember you “Big Guy”.

“It’s a good reminder that the ‘packaging’ of an animal or a human for that matter has little to do with who is inside.”

But there was a moment on my first walk with Zeke in his energy form, that let me know he was there.zeke_agate Our beaches are thick with sand right now. The changes from El Nino to La Nina have wreaked a little havoc and after each storm, the usual goodies are harder to find. But as I was nearing the trail for my hike off the beach, I heard a distinct voice say “You like shiny rocks…don’t you.” It was a statement more than a question and two steps later I found this beauty. I  walked to a backdrop of rocks to shoot a photo and show its beautiful distinct qualities. But I found it in dry sand. That’s never happened before. The question followed by an agate? Yes.That has happened to me before.

It is the magic that is helping me to move forward. There is much more to my story. But as I start back  I’ve been truly blessed by knowing these two great dogs who played such important roles in my life when they walked the earth plane.

My Angel Helpers

6_14_14a Over the years I have met and been privileged to work with hundreds of animals. I recently looked at the shelf which is now lined with many notebooks full of wonderful interactions with the special souls sent to work with me. All animals are unique and fun for me to get to know. I know I’ve helped to reshape the lives of many. But my passion is helping both human and animal prepare for the animal’s journey to spirit. I was once asked by a “famous” animal communicator why I would choose a “specialty” instead of advertising that I work with all animals, in all shapes and forms (I do). The answer is quite simple: it’s an honor to be a part of this private and very special time for both my human client and their animal friends.
Chelsea_angel But I am human. And there are some animals I’ve felt closer to. This is Chelsea. She and her humans moved into the home up the street many years ago. They were a pack of three humans, and a pack of three Portuguese Water dogs. And Chelsea? Well she became one of my favorite dogs. Although I love all three of “the girls”, there was something very special about her.

A lot of animals I work with use words, show me “pictures” and feelings in my body – at the speed of light. It’s a sit-back-and-wait experience for me as I put all their information into a linear way to pass on to their humans. But Chelsea was unique in that she always used words, and always spoke very slowly. As her sisters danced around me hoping for a treat, Chels would always sit back and wait, then ask for slowly if she could have a treat too.

Sadly in April, Chelsea joined her sister Ellie in spirit. Now there is one still in her body with the family and two in spirit. I was so grateful that on the morning of her last day on the earth plane, her mom called and asked if I’d like to come see Chelsea for what would be the last time. I felt honored to come and see her that day, not all humans can share the last precious moments with their animals.

6_14_14bWhen she arrived into the spirit world, she was greeted by her sister. Ellie was always the cheerleader. She was one of those dogs that would say and show me things at the speed of light. But we were all very happy to know that Ellie would be greeting Chelsea. A few days later, Chelsea told me she was getting along just fine, that she was enjoying the freedom from her ailing body, and had been told by Ellie that she could join my team, and added after a few minutes “whatever that means”. She was excited to be included but had no idea of what my “team” was and what her new role would be.

My Angel Team

Zeke_PA_3 Ever since my cat Bart went to spirit, we worked out (and by “we” I mean “he” told me this was how it would be) a deal. When I had a new client in spirit, the night before I was to work with them, I’d ask Bart to please locate the animal for me. In their new spirit body he’d have them ready to talk with me the following morning. Every time I’d tune in, and there would be heaven’s newest angel and Bart. I would thank Bart and he’d go back whatever he was doing. As time went on, I had more good animal friends leaving the earth plane and crossing the Rainbow Bridge. And everybody wanted to help. I’m not sure if Bart recruited them, or if they found out about this very helpful part of my work through some other means. And now I have a team of Angel helpers who do so much more for the animal who has just left their body and are searching for the Rainbow Bridge.
Bart_spirit Recently I had a client ask me to take the journey with her dog. After a long and full life, this sweet wonderful soul was ready to go home. So I enlisted my best team of four: Bart (cat) Breeze (cat) Ellie (dog) and Chelsea (dog). It was Chelsea’s first time escorting an animal to the Rainbow Bridge. She did such an amazing job! She has only been in spirit a short time herself, but here she was, like an old pro, gently guiding the dog to the bridge that would lead him to the spirit world. I was a little choked up after it was over. It was a beautiful sight.

I’ve helped quite a few animals as they leave their body and make sure they find their way to the bridge. For all, it’s an instinctual journey. Animals know when they are going home, and I suppose the same is true with humans. They seem to know institutionally how to get there too. It’s a fairly short jaunt from when they leave their body and arrive at the bridge. They are always met by animals they knew in this lifetime or a past lifetime. The reunion is a joy to watch. Typically they visit a bit, and then heaven’s newest angel crosses the Rainbow Bridge with some old familiar friends.

I wouldn’t change what I am gifted to observe for anything.

It’s truly a joyous moment. I’m honored and grateful that I can observe these reunions and watch as they walk the bridge to the other side, where they are free from their typically ailing bodies.

I wouldn’t change what I am gifted to observe for anything.

Note: The Rainbow Bridge is the bridge to the spirit world for animals. You can read the original poem, here

My Dogs, a Surprise on the Beach and The Angel

This is Al and Zeke. I call them “my dogs” but truth be told, they’re not. They belong to my good friends. But we have certainly had many misadventures together.
0304091526a Al is now a bit elderly and can’t walk the beach the way he used to. There is an interesting story about how Al brought Zeke to us, and I wrote about here, so you can catch up on how these “brothers” came to be together again. They have had more than a few lifetimes together, and once Zeke was fully grown, they put me through many adrenaline rushes.

As an animal communicator, I’m frequently asked by clients and friends if I can make their dog stop barking at every little thing. The answer is “no” because when dogs turn into “dog”, there’s not a lot I can do about it. All dogs, from Pomeranian to Great Dane will roll in dead things on the beach of in the woods because it’s a wolf trait they still carry. Wolves will roll in dead animals and take the scent back to the pack. This is a way other wolves know that there is food nearby. But I digress. The point is, as an animal communicator, I can’t convince your dog that rolling in dead animals is not OK. They do what they want to when they are in “dog mode” and like us, they have free will.

But several years ago, I had a rather terrifying experience when the boys went into “dog mode”. We were on the beach taking a morning walk. There was a section of the beach where I was trying to train them to walk on a leash. I wanted Zeke in particular to learn this so I could take him into town, or get him away from danger. Well needless to say: he hated it. He would whirl and spin, scratch, and turn into a drama star. He didn’t like the leash at all, but I tried to explain to him why I was doing this. He didn’t get it back then, but will walk on a leash with me now. Repetition and treats pay off.

We had arrived at the place where I would walk them one at a time on a leash. I did it with Al too although he didn’t really mind this unless he got excited. In his prime he weighed close to 120 pounds and trying to stop him while on a leash was not only nearly impossible, he would really make my shoulders sore after he’d win the battle pulling me in the direction he wanted to go in.

It was mid-February, and I had Al on the leash as Zeke explored up by some beach debris. He began barking “at a log” I saw lying on the beach. I thought it was just Zeke’s “puppy energy” and didn’t think anything of it. Knowing he was about to be set free, Al sat patiently waiting to be set free. So I called to Zeke to come back to me, which he did, and I set Al free. He too went up to the log and began barking at it. And then……the log blinked at me.
gearh_babyfurseal I looked again and couldn’t believe what I was seeing, it was a baby seal who had been left on the beach by its mother while she went to seek food in the surf. It’s not at all uncommon for Mama Seals to do this. They take their babies to a safe place while they return to the sea for food, then they retrieve them later. But I was in a heck of a mess. I had one dog, very excited and pulling very hard, and the other barking and circling the pup with a lot of enthusiasm. The pup was terrified, kept blinking and said “help me” in a quiet voice.

I had one dog, very excited and pulling very hard, and the other barking and circling the pup with a lot of enthusiasm.

I was really in a bind. I was alone, no one else on the beach, and had this “situation.” Zeke was pulling hard now wanting to join his brother torture the baby seal. Al was getting more excited by the moment, and was circling the helpless baby. And I knew if I tried to walk Zeke over and grab Al, it would be all over for the baby seal. They would kill it. They’re not vicious dogs, but the excitement would turn into something awful if I let them both near the baby.

I had recently read a book called “Messengers of Light” by Terry Lynn Taylor. In the book she talks about angels and how they are always nearby to help us with anything we might need. It had worked for me before, (nothing as scary as this) and left with few, no options, I chose to try it again.

So I yelled out loud “If there’s an angel within the sound of my voice, turn that dog around right now (please)!” And it was like magic. Within seconds, Al turned from the baby and trotted over to me. Then the three of us left.

I didn’t know what startled me more, the “blinking log” or the helpful angel who I quietly thanked over and over again as we headed back down the beach. To the dogs? It was like nothing exciting had happened. They acted as if there was no baby seal and we returned to my car all unscathed. Especially the sweet baby seal. And I never connected with the Angel. She was there and gone.

I haven’t seen any more babies on that beach since that day. I don’t think the mama seals drop their babies there anymore because it has become a more popular beach. But this is a normal practice. And should you ever come across one, leave it alone. It has not been abandoned, it has been left in a safe place (typically beaches where there aren’t many humans) so mom can get some food in order to feed her baby.

The Missing Piece

I’ve had the privilege to work with some wonderful animals over the years, and many have become very close friends. As close as any two humans could be. And I wouldn’t trade these friendships for anything in the world because most of these animals have led me to places I didn’t know existed. When I was told “yes, you are making connections with animals and they understand you too.” I was over-the-moon excited. At the time I had no idea of the journey it would send me on. One thing always leads to another if we keep an open mind. And I’m so grateful I have because it’s so much more than talking with animals. It’s talking with spirit. And communication with all of life, not just animals.

There was the sad Christmas tree who told me its story. The last time I picked up a live tree which had been designated for our “enjoyment” that season, was anything but. The tree showed me in pictures the happy life it had been living high atop one the sloping hills that gate our coastal area from the mountains. I saw clearly what that tree saw: other trees, lots of wildlife (especially birds) and the way they all beamed in the setting sun at the end of another day. It was peaceful, beautiful. The tree showed me all that, and then ended with “and then the big noise came“. The tree was upset as it was lying down in my car, it was confused about where it was going, and most of all, it missed the simple life it had just been living. I announced upon bringing it in that night that this would be the last of the live Christmas trees. It was all too sad for me. And now my husband says about the one that lives in a box and looks like a tree “yeah, we can’t have live ones anymore, they talk to Lisa.” Twenty years ago my husband wouldn’t have made this comment, because then all his friends would think his wife was nuts.

The other day a friend was trying to convey to me a story. I wasn’t really understanding the problem. I kept circling back to the original comment and asking why did she do this? Or why didn’t she do that? The point was – she left out a very important piece of the story. One that Jack_fast was rather essential to understanding the story in the first place. Had she simply added a few more details in setting up the story, I don’t think we would have gone around in circles for about 30 minutes, with me peppering her with questions about the original incident. Lost? You should be, because I am and I was there. And the Christmas tree. Did you know your live tree that’s now dead and sitting out back had a life before you had it into your home?

I came back to this blog with a lot of enthusiasm for change and to incorporate my website with my blog. I have outdated info on my website with the same old tired stories. So I started to build, add new categories, and new sections, without truly explaining what I’m attempting to do here. And there is a very large missing piece that I’ve yet to outline, unless you picked up on in my story about Justin. My ability to talk with animals and help them through their issues has taken me into a whole new place. I’m now working with humans who have walked through the veil, and helping their loved ones to heal. It’s very different than working with animals, even animals in spirit. But I’m taking the next step in this journey and hope to help many to heal. It seems that this is my path, and that this is the missing piece of the story that I’ve started outlining with all these new tabs and titles.

But stay tuned. I’ve decided to stop with the workings of this blog and simply write for awhile. The other pages will fill in soon. But for now, I think I need to keep writing and sharing the stories of how all this has come about.

There. That’s the piece of the story I left out way back in the beginning of January. Now that I’ve started in the “middle”, we’ll see where it goes from here.

Love and Light

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These are a Few of My Favorite Things

I’m not sure when this song from The Sound of Music became associated with Christmas, but apparently it has. So I thought I’d post some of my favorite things. And surprise! They all have to do with nature.

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When I was growing up, my grandfather instilled in us a healthy respect for the ocean. But this has only made me love the winter storms more. I love being as close to the most powerful continual force on the planet, especially when she’s “wild”. I love the summer ocean, but nothing compares to our winter storms and having a front row seat. I have learned how to stay safe, thanks to my grandfather, when to run and how far. And it brings especially this time of year, a great opportunity for beach combing.

Agates! Over the past several years, I’ve learned the difference between a “rock” and an “agate”. There is some kind of deep-seeded thrill of finding agates. They are not plentiful. In fact the past two winters Mother Nature has chosen to push loads of sand over our hunting grounds.bowl_agates This bowl of agates is a few years old, but I found them all in one outing. My jacket weighed about 15 pounds, and I briefly lost my dog. I was too busy looking for agates, so Zeke opted to take another walk on his own. I found him playing gleefully in the surf. But needless to say, once we were home, dry, and I had cleaned out my pockets, I was thrilled. They are elusive and when learning you bring home a lot of simple rocks, but once you’ve learned (and there is always more to learn) they can be a true delight that fills you with the love of nature.

The Elk! We have our own herd of elk here in our small community. They travel through town and we are lucky enough to have them come close to the house. Some mornings I come out for my coffee and find myself starring into the loving eyes of an elk. elk_4_12a They have a lovely hierarchy that we can watch from inside our home. There is the “bull” or “alpha” elk who steps to the head of the path. He looks around for any danger, and then one by one, the ladies and their offspring pass by him, single file, as they make their way to the beach. Even though it is out in the open, they feel secure and safe on the beach. They also enjoy grazing on the beach grass that grows wild between the top of the path to the beach, and the beach. So it’s not uncommon to see them grazing in the dunes. Then they return to the woods, the “alpha” once again bringing up the rear after checking for danger. If a car should come by, they race into the forest and this isn’t quiet by any stretch of the imagination. They are loud as they thunder their way back down the trail they travel. It’s frustrating that many of our neighbors have deemed the elk “pests” and do everything they can to chase them from their flower gardens. It seems they’ve forgotten: the elk were here first and we should respect them, rather than scare them. My husband and I openly welcome them (much to the frustration of our neighbors) and one morning we heard the sounds of breathing and munching through our bedroom window. We didn’t pull back the blind so as not to frighten her, but felt honored to hear an elk so close to our bed. Nature is amazing if we simply allow it to be.

Swimming with Wild Dolphins! I have been truly blessed in that I have twice been to the Bahamas to swim with wild dolphins. I have gone on the adventure both times with Dolphin Expeditions, and it has literally changed my life. The dolphins have a way of implanting love into your heart space that I struggle to put into words. And I’m not exaggerating here.profile_c I have watched the saddest souls come alive with glee after an encounter with these amazing beings. I have felt their love myself long after I’ve returned home. In fact, when I need them, I simply close my eyes and they are here with me, tenderly loving me back to where I need to be. The dolphins simply put:are not of this world. It’s possible to view them at Seaworld or other places of entrapment designed for us to “learn” about wildlife. But the truth is, you simply can’t appreciate these souls until you swim free in the water with them. They love to play, they love to explore you, and when surrounded by many of them, its a feeling I’ve never experienced before. I will return one day, but that day is a long time from today. It doesn’t matter though because I know that they are here with me, in spirit, and all I have to do is quiet my mind and call them to me.

My Husband isn’t well. He has cancer and has been handed an expiration date. I think he’ll pass that day, but he isn’t physically the man I married. He frequently has little energy which frustrates him because he can’t do all the things he wants to do. But he tries. I’ve never known a human with so many limitations that works as hard as he does to overcome them. I have never met anyone who is as giving and loving as he is. And I’m truly grateful he’s in my life. My “job” during this final stage of his life is to try and make things as comfortable as I can for him. I can’t change what is, but I can choose an attitude towards the disease and his daily life. And I’ve chosen to help him along, help with the little things that have become big things, and love him each day. We have always loved Christmas. We have always acted like two little kids on Christmas morning and this year will be no different. But I have learned a great lesson through our journey. And that is when life becomes bigger than we can handle, we must reach out to those who can help. His medication is ridiculously expensive and there is no way we could afford it alone. So, after a lot of thought, I agreed to let the community help. And boy did they help! A fund was set up in his name and the donations poured in. I no longer have the stress and worry over paying this insane price for a life saving medication each month. I’m humbled by the offerings, I’m so very grateful for the little things, and I know that this part of the hardest thing either one of us has ever done – has been relieved by our community. A huge thank you once again to all who have stepped forward to help.

It is the end of 2013. I live in a beautiful area where nature and animals are bountiful. I have a gift that helps others in a way that few can. I have a loving family, a loving husband, and a small group of very close friends. I also have many many animals who help me to find joy in everyday. I hope for all who read this that you too, can find gratitude and joy. For even in the darkest of nights, there are many bright stars that shine in the sky. It may be hard to see them if there are clouds or fog, but knowing that these stars are there, that the animals are there, well, these are absolutely my favorite things.

Love and Light!

I’m Back!

 A few months ago it became evident that I needed a break. I was being pushed and pulled in many directions. So I gave up the one thing that I most love – my animal communication. Although I thought it was a permanent change, I had no idea how much I would miss my animal and human clients. However, Spirit has a way of not letting us fully “detach” from our path. And make no mistake, this IS my path. 12_3_g Even though I was not taking jobs professionally, Spirit showed me a few things about wildlife I never knew.

Two owls have built a nest near our home and at night I could clearly hear them calling to each other. At first, I listened with delight as I’ve never heard them before. Soon I found myself eavesdropping on their conversation. One owl would stay in a tree and be the “listener”(Owl Number One) while the other would call out as to whether or not he had found food, or the “Caller” (Owl Number Two). Owl Number Two was always calling from a different location and it confused even me, let alone the prey. Each time he called out, Owl Number One would respond. Soon the calls would come closer together, and then they’d call out simultaneously. Then the woods became still again. I realized this is how they hunt, and once prey has been located, the agreement has been reached with the prey, the Owls feast. Really interesting (and really a good idea to keep your small animals indoors at night).

I had no idea that giving up what I love most – helping humans to understand their animals – was the wrong choice to make.

The animals are such pure hearts and souls they will always be on my List of Offerings, but after the first of the year, I will have a big announcement. I’m waiting until I can bring my website into this blog, I want to write a little more, and then I will be ready.

New to my Business: I am now taking credit cards through my own processor. My fee for working with your animal (here or in spirit) is $75 which includes a follow up if you would like one. For more information, please visit my website here. I’m doing readings a little differently now too. Instead of writing emails with the answers to your questions, I’m calling clients back with the information I receive. This has proven most beneficial to the client. So write me via the form on my site, leave a comment here, even if you have questions on how this works. I look forward to hearing from you!

Oh – and why beach photos instead of Owl photos? Because it has been stunning here and I thought I’d share them with you. It may be really cold, but wow, nothing like the winter sun on the ocean!

Love and Light

Lisa

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Animals and the Planetary Shift

Recently I was asked about what will happen with animals, domesticated and wild as the planetary shift is completing. It’s a great question. The planetary shift is also known as the “End of the Mayan Calendar”, “The Ascension”, and “Moving into the 5D”. If this is unfamiliar, you can read about it on Spirit Library, or visit two of my favorite lightworkers who have been keeping us updated regularly. They are Lauren Gorgo and Aluna Joy.

This kitty is my friend “T” who has been in spirit for a long time. He is a very wise soul. His human recently asked what would happen to the animals during this new time on the earth. T had an interesting answer which I am editing only for clarity. But I wanted to share it since I found it very interesting. So here is T’s answer:

“What has been happening is we are sending animals (domesticated) in with the new energies. These animals will continue to teach humans. Animals born within the past two years are very different. They can handle this new energy which is changing all the time. The animals who have left suddenly for spirit could not, or it was not their agreement when they came to the earth. Many animals have been called home to help humans on the earth who are trying so hard to make this planet a better place for humans, animals, and all who live in nature. And by nature, I mean the trees, the rivers, the rocks, and of course the animals.

Wild animals are “there” already. They live in the new world of love and happiness. They already have joy in their hearts and souls. They have lived in this place a long time. They know that the planet is shrinking for them – but they continue to try and work with humans so there is more space for them to live freely. Nature is so important. And the wild animals are helping. The whales talk to many humans about the sea: they are teachers. They are the memory keepers. They are trying to get the attention of ALL humans on how they must change, yet the whales and dolphins live in joy and peace when in their pods deep below the sea. The big animals (elephants) who walk the planet also talk to humans. Many more wild animals are trying to talk with humans about the earth. Animals and humans together are rebuilding the way humans think about nature. Wild animals need their place. It’s not perfect (yet) but more and more humans are realizing we must continue to leave a place for the animals.

New domesticated animals and older strong domesticated animals are helping with awareness too. Some domesticated animals are leading the way while others are helping their humans to change their ways of thinking about nature – simply by being around their humans and helping them to understand how we can all live in a harmonious world. (Did you know your new kitten or puppy was altering your thinking? Well, they are!)

The ascension means: love, joy, living in peace all the time, not just part of the time. It is an amazing time for animals. And an amazing time for humans.”

Perhaps you aren’t aware of these changing times. It literally means shedding old ways of thinking of our lives and living in a more harmonious way within ourselves. Much easier said than done. But if you read about the journeys of millions of others who have been very busy keeping us informed, and working themselves to prepare for a new world, perhaps you’ll find that you too have been working on moving into the “5D”. Whether you know it or not.

Message from the Whales

This morning I awoke early. It was still dark as I went out into the cold. I felt the magic of the waning full moon bathing my world in white light. But so early? It was the whales. They wanted me to feel the moment and hear their message.

For many mornings now, I’ve been meditating. But as soon as I start, I begin to hear the whales as they pass by my home. I’ve been on dolphin journeys, I’ve listened and taken in their love as I swam side by side with them. But even though I live several hundred yards from the ocean, I’ve never, until now heard the whales.

They had just journeyed through the debris that is headed our way from Japan. They were confused by it. They told me clearly “We must clean our Mother – she’s all we have.” I saw the debris as the whales tried to navigate their way through the muck. Lumber, cars, unidentifiable pieces of metal and wood. The debris moves as one piece of junk through our oceans and straight into the whales path. They continue on. “We hear the sounds, it’s deafening the sounds we hear near your home. We can lose each other as we try and listen for the voices of each other, even separated at times, but we move on towards our destination.” This I saw rather than heard.

Animal communication isn’t always in straight forward words. I see things. I feel them in my body, I hear words, but it’s watching and listening to the entire message.

The whales are talking with me most mornings as I sit outside. They are teaching me that they are the memory keepers of the planet. They are the ones who travel hundreds of miles each year – for hundreds of years – to reach their destinations. Each year the journey becomes more perilous. Each year they battle the sounds of more and more ships that travel the oceans and throw their communication with each other off. It’s like trying to talk with someone with the TV blasting. It’s loud and confusing. Yet, they seem to know where they are to meet up with their respective pods and move on.

This morning the message was for us. For humans. The ones who need to wake up. Their society long out-dates ours. “We teach our young the world of the whales, as you teach your young the message of being human. But you have lost your way. It’s not too late, you can each clear the Mother and make her whole again. Simply by feeling love in your heart space and passing it on.”

The other day I heard the beautiful laughter of a child swinging on a swing. The whales showed me that moment. “That little child filled her heart space with joy and laughter. The energy she sent out from that laughter reached your whole community. Perhaps beyond. The humans didn’t hear it, but they felt it.”

“This is what you as humans must do. Each day, you must fill your heart space with love and joy. This will branch out to others. They too will feel it. It is the way to heal our Mother. Joy.”

They showed me the trees in my yard. The power of the winds they endure. But the trees are dancing. They aren’t being harmed by nature, they love to dance in the winds and drink in the rains that fall to quench them. “You humans hide in your dwellings, worry about the power of the winds. The trees – they are not afraid. They live on.”

They showed me that when I am in nature, my heart space fills with joy. The love that my dog radiates through this heart, from simply being with me on the beach, is enough to heal a human who has forgotten. ” We, the whales have very large hearts that send love when we are in joy. We send it around the planet, yet the humans need to do their part too. Humans need to feel joy, not despair, and send it out. It radiates. It is a powerful tool.”

It’s so simple. All we need to do is feel love in our hearts and it will cure another of their pain whether they know it or not! This is how we – you – can change our planet. “Why do you think the message of ‘do what you love’ is so strong right now? It’s because when we do what we love, we send love. And in that very action, we are healing our Mother.”

The moon continued its path across the skies as I listened and glowed with it. I felt the love the whales were sending – and now I’m sending the message to you. Are you practicing joy? Are you finding time in your hectic day to smile? One smile can cure a village. It truly is this simple. Do what you love. Stay in your heart. And the whales will continue to send us their love. For this is the simple start to curing our Mother.

An Angel in Skin

DSC00929 I met “the Kitty Angel” many years ago. Fascinated with her work, I offered to be a “side-kick” of sorts to learn more. I wanted to know what and how she does what she does so well. She knows more about cats, their habits, and their needs than anyone I’ve ever met.

The Kitty Angel is what I call an “Angel in Skin”. Angels in Skin are humans who work quietly on the planet in order to make life better for another, be it children, animals, or the thousands of homeless we never hear about. The Kitty Angel is an Angel in Skin. Without her, many kitties would be housed in shelters and eventually put down because there simply aren’t enough homes.

“The Kitty Angel is an Angel in Skin. Without her, many kitties would be housed in shelters and eventually put down because there simply aren’t enough homes.”

Angels in Skin can also appear to you disguised as a human, delivering a message you really need to hear, or they can be humans like the Kitty Angel, who are called by their guides to work on a specific project that keeps their heart space full.

Many times, she will have more cats in need of homes than places to house them. So she has set-up a place for a kitty to live – in her car. It’s a full kitty-condo, complete with toys, a litter box, and food.I have never smelled “cat” in her car. She parks out of the sun so that the kitty will be safe. This also accomplishes two things. 1) there is always a loving kitty in her traveling kennel on display, and 2) gives her more room for her homeless. She makes sure that even if she’s going to be parked in one place for a while, she visits the passenger often, giving them the love and attention required for a kitty waiting for their forever home. Her home can be filled with the homeless that she dotes on when she’s not out rescuing, visiting shelters, or doing a vet call. While the cats are with her, she learns their needs so it will be easier for her to place them.

Her husband has been more than patient over the years with her passion. He is to be honored as well.

Most of the cats have been abandoned in this economy. As an animal communicator, I frequently receive a text message from her with the following line: “Lost of Dumped?” I can quickly determine if the kitty in question has a home but can’t find it, or if the cat has been unceremoniously dumped. The places to dump kitties in our county are numerous. And some people simply don’t think twice about dumping their animals. They dump and run. No love lost there apparently. I believe these unthinking, unloving people who have the gall to dump a cat or dog – should simply be put out of OUR misery. After all, if they dump an animal, what else are they capable of?

Caring for these cats isn’t cheap. Each cat (depending on their needs) can cost hundreds of dollars for spaying, a flea infestation, and shots required in order for them to be ready to find a suitable home. And she has brought joy to countless families who are willing and able to love a kitty who needs them, as much as they need kitty. When a home is found, it’s a win-win for all. So for the ones she places (and again, there have been countless homes found) there is a whole new love filled journey for kitty and human. Adopting a kitty who is so in need of love, can be a great experience for you and your family. So her work DOES pay-off. It simply takes the right family at the right time.

Years before I met her, she attended school to acquire a job that would bring in more money for her mission. And most if not all of her paycheck goes towards the feeding and vet care of the cats. But it’s never enough, because there are always more cats in need. She’s had calls from British Columbia to San Diego from people who assume she’ll just swing by and take a cat off their hands.

This angel (I’m not using her name intentionally, because she can’t help everyone) is an amazing soul. She does all she can for whomever she can. I watch it break her heart to say “no” since she can’t help them all. I know how hard she tries – but there are simply too many kitties and not enough homes. And every minute she is not at her job, she is working for the cats. She puts thousands of miles on her car each year. Whether it’s to show a prospective new home a kitty, or helping a shut-in with their cat’s needs, to visiting shelters to take “tough cases” off their hands.

What can YOU do? Well obviously, make sure your cat is spayed or neutered. One female cat can produce over 50 kittens in their lifetime if they aren’t spayed. This math pulls into account the offspring and how many kitties they might have. It’s staggering how many people don’t alter their animals and then throw their arms up in the air when they have yet another litter. If your argument is you can’t afford it, there are many organizations who will help you with the cost. You can. You must. It’s called: the humane thing to do. A female kitty can have a litter of kittens when she is 6 months old.

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This is how we found our new kitty. And there are no words to describe the joy he brings us. He’s a terror alright, but when I called the Kitty Angel with my special request, she knew exactly where to find him. She took me to the home, and while we were there, made arrangements to transport our kitten’s mom to the vet to be spayed. This was her third litter and the Kitty Angel was going to personally make sure there wasn’t a fourth. That’s what she does.

If you are interested in making a donation this Christmas, consider the Kitty Angel. She works hard each day to provide a better life for many kitties. And as you consider your donation, remember that on Christmas day, she’ll be working with a kitty, somewhere to find him/her a better life. Donations? Please use my contact page.

Let their be joy and happiness in this holiday season. Remember: There is joy in everyday, we simply need to recognize and be thankful for it.