Packy 1962-2016

Note from me: I grew up just blocks from the Oregon Zoo and remember the birth of Packy the elephant. His mother Belle, a wise soul,  has been in spirit a long time and has spoken to animal communicators before with a message similar to her son. As I was having my morning coffee, I realized I was hearing a message from Packy. And here is what he said. 

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“I was born into a very excited world. I was the first Asian elephant to be bred in the United States. I have learned that now, but  didn’t know when I was in my body. It was a strange way to live, never leaving the same area year after year. Strolling into the yard where sometimes I would be alone and others find many humans screaming at me. I felt their love, but didn’t like the way I was greeted. Imagine the confusion of a young elephant!  One day alone to inspect my small area and see if there had been any changes and on another, a huge crowd of humans. It was difficult and a lot of times, no escape back into our small barn.

My mother told me stories about the world of free elephants. She told me these stories about being free over and over again, so she would not forget. Tales of wandering from one place to another. Sometimes they’d travel for days, seeing different sights along the way, never the same thing twice. They were a large family who lived and loved together and they knew their land well. One day there was much confusion. Humans had found their sanctuary! Her family was terrified and ran in all directions. But my mother and several others were trapped. She was so scared. She had no idea what was happening. She found herself on a very long journey. Her trip was long and difficult, sometimes no food or water for days. And then she found herself in a world where she was caged. She had hoped in my lifetime I would be sent back to our family so far away. She’d tell me the stories of being free when I was young so that I would never forget. And I never did. I longed to meet our family even if the journey should take my life. That’s how much it meant to me.

We are not just elephants. We are a thinking, problem solving, family loving community, such as humans.

The thing I looked most forward to during my days,  were my bird friends. They’d come to me in my  area and tell me about what was outside the walls I could never see or breach. I saw through their eyes the trees, the animals free in the woods. They kept me entertained and I am grateful to them for their  visits and descriptions of the world around me.

Do not be sad for me! I have been freed from a body that was not working. I have roamed a small area for many earth years. We are not just elephants. We are a thinking, problem solving, family loving community, such as humans. There truly is little difference in our familial culture. I love my mom, (Belle)  she came to get me when I reached the Rainbow Bridge. I was so happy to see her again. And now our goal is to guide elephants who are still in their bodies through their plight. Whether it be the ones in captivity like we were, or those who still roam free but with great risk and danger. Most elephants in captivity do not have good lives. There are a few places on the earth that honor elephants, but not nearly enough. We do what we can from here to protect our elephant families. But humans have special equipment that find elephants in the wild. Elephants don’t have special equipment. We only have the senses God gave us originally. So elephants on the earth plane have a great deal more danger in their lives, than they did when I first came to the earth plane.

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My message to all who can hear me from my spirit body: be kind to each other, be especially kind to the animals. There is nothing great about a life in a small area that doesn’t feel normal to our feet. There is nothing great about screaming humans who see our giant bodies roaming through our yard. There is nothing amazing about being kept separate from your family and friends for the safety of humans. Had I been able to roam free and experience the natural things that should have been my life. I didn’t have those things. Just stories from my mother.

I hope all humans will think about my message. And I thank you Lisa for sending it for me. I love you all for showing me so much attention and love. But it’s time for humans to love all elephants as they loved me. It’s time to show that love by allowing elephants live in the places they were meant to. I hope that my time on the earth plane helped to bring some awareness to the plight of animals and especially elephants, and the need to show them love and respect by letting us to live free lives with our natural families.”

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Zoe 2008-2014

It was a stunningly clear night on the coast. During the summer after the sun sets, the fog races in and blankets us in much cooler temperatures. But on some nights, such was this, not only were the skies crystal clear, but we also had a full moon. The kind that is so big and bright you can make giant moon shadows. It was a peaceful, gorgeous night. But I had a sudden chill. I immediately thought of Zoe. My little feral kitty who had considered me her main food source for over five years. From the beginning we had a deal:  she would have a safe meal at my home every night, but I would never try to trap or even touch her. Reluctantly I agreed.

She was dumped here during some very cold weather in 2009. A neighbor saw Zoe dragging herself towards her bird bath. The water was frozen so my friend had put out birdseed for the birds. Zoe wasn’t going for the birds, she was trying to share their meal since she was starving. It’s not the first time we’ve had to deal with animals being dumped here on the coast, left to fend for themselves. Many city folk bring their animals back to nature. Mainly because they aren’t cute and little anymore, but I digress….

We chose a vacant house that was several houses away where we had found her. I sat and told her one afternoon (from a safe distance) that her food would be placed somewhere new the following day. The original set-up wasn’t working. So in my mind, I sent her a mental picture of where in the neighborhood her food would be. The next day she showed up at the house I had showed her and enjoyed a quiet meal. This worked out great until the house sold and we were notified that we’d have to move Zoe again. But again, after a talk from a safe distance away, she showed up the next day on my front porch where she’d enjoy her meals once a day for the next 5 years. Some days I would forget and realize suddenly that she had waited sometimes for hours for me to feed her. She rarely announced herself, just patiently waited until I noticed her. But we stuck to our deal. She would trust me to feed her, but I never touched her, or cuddled with her. She had some really serious trust issues that I chose to respect those rather than trap her and terrify her in some well-meaning human’s home. And why is that a bad idea?

She had some really serious trust issues that I chose to respect, rather than trap her and terrify her in some well-meaning human’s home.

We have many coyotes that roam the back neighborhoods and even the downtown area in the early evenings and early mornings, searching for a “quick meal”. The kitties who live with me may go out during the day but never at night because it’s not “if”, it’s “when”. And if you live almost anywhere including the city anymore, you too are at risk for this trauma.

On that moonlit night in the summer of 2014, her bright white beacon coat shining in the night, after years of fighting the elements, escaping from the animals wishing to do her harm, my sweet aloof Zoe chose to give her body for nourishment to the coyote. It’s the predator/prey agreement. I know this in my head and let’s be real. It also totally broke my heart. And it was the cause of the sudden chill on a beautiful summer’s night.

We discovered after losing Zoe, many other neighbor cats also went missing. Since no one heard a sound, we believe it was a lone coyote. But I also think Zoe was tired of her daily fight. Her life was filled with anxiety, feeling only comfortable when sleeping in our back yard in the sun.

She had some really serious trust issues that I chose to respect rather than trap her and terrify her in some well-meaning human’s home. I chose instead to let her live her life the way she chose. zoe_blue_1 I worried about her out in the stormy weather and in the snow. And of course I worried about the predators. It’s a scary world for many animals whether they’re cared for very well, or if we have to make some adjustments for the way we love them. For Zoe I believe I made the choices for her (the few that I could) in a way that made her happy. I know I am blessed to have had her in my life. It gave me yet another angle for working with animal clients and their humans. There are those we love without a home. Yes. But for some, these are better lives. We need only listen to their choices and follow their leads.

I’ve rarely advocated for all an outdoor cat. It’s simply too dangerous, where ever you live. But if an animal comes to you young enough, there is really no problem with having an indoor/outdoor cat. But for some cats that are filled with too much fear – well we just work around that problem as humans.

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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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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

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.

Bart’s Messsage

I can’t believe that it’s been four years. Seems like yesterday that I had to say good-bye to my best friend Bart. He taught me so much. He loved me so much. I loved him very much. But yes, four years ago tomorrow I said my final good-bye to my much beloved cat. If you’d like to read the tribute I wrote for him, please go here.

A lot has happened in four years. Not just in our household, but in the Universe. So many changes that people are either very aware of, or not aware of at all. But it has affected each of us and our animal friends. And those who live behind the veil have a much better view on these things are and how they’re affecting us all. So for this reason alone, Bart is very helpful to me. Most of my clients know that Bart helps out with our sessions and greets all those I ask him to as they make their transitions.

This morning I sat in meditation and let Bart’s energy in. I spent some time with him and rather than our usual talk, Bart had a message for all humans. The animals want to talk. They have messages for us all, and they want to share them. And this got me to thinking.

With the economy in rough shape, people who really want to hear from their animals can’t afford it. It feels like a luxury when it should be something we all have access to. So I came up with an idea.

From now until the end of the month, I will be offering a special for readings from your animal friends. They can be in body or in spirit. But if you’re curious as to what your animal wants to tell you, please write me. Tell me your story and what you’d like to know. Bart helps me with all my animals in spirit, but they don’t have to be.

The animals want to talk. They have messages for us all, and they want to share them

I hope you enjoy and take advantage of our gift to you. This will only last through the end of December and my calendar is filling up. If you’d like to pass it on as a gift to a friend this can be arranged too. This is for you, it’s all in what you want. Remember, this is a time when the animals want to share their message. I will be lowering my regular regular rate, please write me for details.

Bart, I miss you my dear friend. You know that and you are giving me yet another gift to pass on to humans. Thank you, thank you.

Take advantage of our offer. Listen to your animal friends whether they be in body or spirit. You can learn a lot about yourself or your animal friend. The offer has no limitations. Just that you take advantage of it.

Lisa and Bart

Here is how to reach me:

http://www.animalisa.com/contact.php

Losing One of My Own

lisa0730001223 This morning, my sixteen year old kitty Breeze, left her body in my arms as her spirit crossed into the heavens. Throughout her life, she had many health issues. But this final battle was short. She had a disease called “FIP“. She was diagnosed last Wednesday and lived just five more days. We were told the disease was fatal, but had no idea she would leave us so quickly.

Breeze and her kitten were dumped 15 years ago, on the highway that runs the length of our town. We could tell by her belly that she had had a litter of four kittens. She later told me that she was dumped with all four along the highway, but was only able to save one. She had the kitten with her and we named the kitten “Eddy” before finding out she was a girl. But since she already knew her new name, we left her with a life of gender identity confusion. Besides the passions my husband and I each have, we also own and operate a kite shop. The girls lived an interesting life in our store for ten years, while their brother Bart lived here in our house. When Bart went to spirit in ’07, we brought the girls home to a life of quilts, pillows, and above all: warmth. Breeze and Eddy were six months apart, according the vet. They also remained close to each other although they are very different. Breeze is loving and protective. Eddy is shy and only likes a few humans.

As the Head Kitty in our store, Breeze proved to be a challenge for us. She hated dogs with a passion. Should one decide to try and enter our store, Breeze would attack the dog without warning. This wasn’t great for business, but we kept dog cookies on hand to give to an unsuspecting dog. I told her that this was a dangerous game and that she was going to get hurt if she didn’t stop. Thankfully she mellowed. We posted signs about our Attack Cat, a tiny long-haired Tabby who never weighed into double digits. All employees had to put up with her in their laps – on their first day of work. Breeze showed everyone who has worked for us who was the boss. Although I signed their paychecks, Breeze kept them in line.
She was sweet, kind, and one of the most loving cats I’ve ever known. She always greeted friends at our door and welcomed them into our home. She was small, but her greeting was loud. She stunned people with her vocal cords vs. her size, and once they acknowledged her, she would become a sweet little kitty who enjoyed attention. She also enjoyed meeting customers in our store.

Breeze would climb up on my chest and scratch my forehead until I woke to her sweet face.

When a customer would spread out a large kite on the floor for us to inspect, Breeze would trot out into the middle of the giant, often expensive kite. She did this where we couldn’t reach her, but she never once put her claws into the fabric. She never put her claws in any kites in our store. Somehow she (and Eddy too) knew that although it was tempting, they were never to get out those sharp fingernails around kites. One time a kite rep opened his large bag of kites and was scared beyond words when he saw Breeze digging through it. She needed to know what was in there! However she only used her paws, never her claws.
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Some friends may remember when Breeze discovered a way to wake me in the mornings. As the girls got older, they grew more impatient for their breakfast. Breeze would climb up on my chest and scratch my forehead until I woke to her sweet face. I tried a cloth covering my face, a bandana, but eventually had to keep the door closed at night so I wouldn’t resemble a human scratching post. It was shortly after accepting the closed door, that she took up residence on our kitchen table. Not being able to hear, she’d sit on the table and see when I was coming into the kitchen. She would rev up her loud voice, and insist on being fed first thing. It was not the most pleasant way to be greeted, but my face soon healed and her loud cries for food eventually made me giggle.

She had a good and long life. And although I know I will hear from her soon, the sadness has crept in and I feel her absence. I’m honored she let me hold her as she took her final breath. This is something I’ll never forget. For at the moment she left her body, her eyes grew wide and she lifted her weak arms towards the sky, while looking over my right shoulder. I know it was *Bart who was there. I had asked him to come and get her. Although I didn’t see him, I know she did, and at that moment, knew she was going home. Animals don’t view death like humans do. They remember where they’re going. They remember the comfort of “home” and they know they can come back to visit us as energy – or they can get another body and return to the earth plane. She had no fear or sadness. We’ll all miss her. Especially Eddy. For they were as close as two souls can be. The humans in this house will try and pick up the slack, but there’s no way we can provide the comfort that Breeze did for Eddy.

I’m so grateful there was no suffering and that she understood me when I told her to go. Go home. Be with spirit and be free from her ailing body.

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(Above)Eddy grooming Breeze yesterday afternoon. (Below) Breeze in her chair yesterday afternoon.

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*Bart was my kitty for many years. Now in spirit, he greets all my clients animal friends as they enter the spirit world once again.

Al wants a puppy: Part One

This is my friend Al. He and I have been walking and talking together since I first learned I had this ability. Whereas a lot of animal communicators learn as children, I was late to the party. And I had a lot of catching up to do. A veteran animal communicator Annette Betcher offered to mentor to me. This proved invaluable as I was on a speed track to learning and she would validate or correct the things I was getting. She told us that Al wanted a puppy during a conversation with him. We all thought that this was rather odd. He was a giant Shepherd mix, a no-nonsense kinda guy. And none of us could figure out why he would want a puppy. So I decided I should find out why.

It took hours of walking and talking together for me to get the story. Al didn’t always want to discuss it. Animals will typically tell or show you something once, and then they move on. Dogs live in the moment. And sometimes on our treks to the beach there were far more interesting things to smell, roll in, or talk about other than this puppy. But he never swayed from his goal. He wanted a puppy. One day I decided to try and ask in a way that he would explain to me, why it was he wanted a young dog. We all know what puppies are like, so why did this large in tact male dog want a youngster?

I was surprised and fascinated with his answer. He finally told me the story of his brother in spirit. They had traveled together in many lifetimes. He showed me the last one in which I saw a mutt who was medium sized, black and tan, with a heavy build. I saw next to him a beautiful Irish Setter. The two were riding in the back of a jeep. I could see the back of the driver’s head and he appeared to be a rancher or possibly a farmer. I didn’t recognize the landscape, but I knew it looked nothing like where we live. I thought that this was possibly in the Midwest somewhere. The two dogs were farm or ranch dogs. The Setter was beautiful, and the little bulky dog looked all muscle. I understood that they were loved by this man driving the jeep and went everywhere he did.

“That was us” Al explained. “I was the small dog and my brother in spirit was the red dog. I want a puppy because this will be the way I’m assured that he comes back to live this lifetime with me.” I was sure I hadn’t heard him right. At this point in my experience I had never seen or heard anything like this before. So I decided to run it by Annette.

She told me that Al was right. That there was a brother in spirit waiting for the right body for him to come into. I had no experience with animals in spirit then, so Annette did a lot to help bring this about. If an animal wants to return to a specific human (or in this case: dog) there is a better chance that a puppy will agree to the exchange since it has few attachments to the body its occupying. The animal in spirit negotiates a swap with the spirit of the young animal in a body. If there is an agreement, the young animal will return to spirit, and the animal in spirit will take its place in the young body. If an animal in spirit is sure that it will be born close to you, they will come in that way as well. I know this sounds a bit out there, but I’ve seen it happen many times now. The new animal will not be a clone of the animal it once was, but it will have many recognizable characteristics of the animal you knew before.

Annette spoke with Al’s brother and he too was eager to return. They had already decided that in this lifetime, Al could be the “handsome one” and his brother would be a mix. There is no doubt that Al is a beautiful dog. He takes your breath away when you see his massive size. He has a bit of a quirky personality, but is loyal and protective of those he loves. He had been the little mixed dog I had seen in the jeep and his brother in spirit had been the beautiful Irish Setter.

Annette went on to say that Al’s brother had two requests. He wanted to be two colors, (his words: “I think it would be kinda jazzy”) and that his name stay the same as his spirit name. We all have spirit names and then promptly forget them when our parents name us something they like. We remember them again when we return to spirit. So this brother in spirit wanted to be named: Zeke.

Al doesn’t live with me. He lives with my dear friends who’ve helped me on this journey. Without their support and occasional tests, I don’t think I would be the animal communicator I have come to be. So I told them the story of Al’s puppy. They already knew he wanted one but once they heard why, they agreed to get another dog. They agreed to find a dog that was two colors, and they also thought Zeke would be a good name.

The search was on for a two colored puppy named Zeke.

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Animal ready to go to spirit? Why don’t you ask them?

I recently had a client who had an elderly dog. This is not the dog in the photo, and I won’t be using his real name. I’ll call him Chase. Because in his younger days, this was his favorite game: chase the ball, chase the Frisbee, it didn’t matter. He loved to run and play – a typical dog.

But Chase was at the stage in his life where his body, like so many, had broken down and Chase’s human wasn’t sure what Chase wanted.  This is where an animal communicator (sometimes referred to as pet psychic) can be very helpful.  A human companion can ask the animal his or her wishes. Sometimes the answers are surprising. Other times the animal is ready to go.

Chase told me he had had a good life. He was a runner in his younger days and enjoyed playing with his humans in the park, or anywhere he could run. He loved chasing balls especially. He showed me a young strong dog chasing after whatever was thrown for him. I felt the joy he felt when he was with his humans and how much he loved them.

My client had just the one question. Was Chase ready to go to spirit? At first Chase was hesitant. He told me he loved his human family very much. One in particular (my client) was the one he had the strongest bond with. He showed me that he currently didn’t have good mobility. I could feel that his hips hurt him quite a bit. This in turn was starting to affect his digestive system and eating wasn’t something he enjoyed anymore. It’s like dominoes. One thing is bad, in this case his hips, and it begins to affect other areas of the body. He showed me that sometimes he had trouble walking and had to be aided by his human in order to go outdoors and relieve himself. He said he wasn’t eating much and wasn’t drinking much water either. This was a natural reaction to his body that was starting to break down.

I asked him about traveling to the other side. Older animals (especially cats) will literally leave their bodies and travel to the other side. They don’t cross the Rainbow Bridge into spirit, but they do check out who’s there, and who is waiting for them. There is always someone they know waiting to help them across the bridge and into their new spirit bodies.

There’s a bridge they cross called the Rainbow bridge. There is a famous poem written about it. Although the poem describes a scene that is a bit different from reality, it is pretty close. Most animal communicators see this bridge in different forms. No one is “wrong” it’s simply how we see the bridge. So our animal friends as they age and get to the point of wanting to travel, will sit by the bridge to see who’s there.

When an animal crosses, he is greeted by friends. Sometimes the friends are humans or animals from the animal’s life or sometimes they’re animals the client doesn’t recognize. These are friends from past lifetimes who are there to reunite with their old friend returning home.

It’s a touching scene to see them be greeted by friends and then to all walk across the bridge together. This is as far as I am allowed to go or see. Animal communicators can later talk with an animal in their spirit form, but we’re only allowed to see the animal walk across the bridge with friends.

I have done the walk with animals who are crossing over. I quietly sit and talk with them as they rise out of their bodies and walk to the bridge. It’s touching and it’s an honor to take part in this farewell.

Chase, although he wanted to stay with his humans, felt it might be time to go due to his failing body. He wasn’t quite sure what to do. He said to me ” I want to stay with  my humans as long as I can. But the body will never heal. I can to and return to them in a younger, stronger body.” I agreed that this was indeed true. I explained how the process works. I told him his doctor would give him a shot that would put him in a deep sleep. I’ve seen animals that are so ready to go, that the initial shot is all they need to get out of their body. I told him it would be like a peaceful nap. And then he’d be free to go. He’d join his friends in spirit, and “run and play” again. “That sounds nice” he told me, “I think I’d like to do that.”

That evening after reading the responses to his human’s questions, he showed them that he was ready. He no longer could stand on his own and his human knew that he was ready to leave.

Animals going to spirit is a very sad and hard time. If we’re animal lovers, we repeat this process many times throughout our own short lives. But once an animal’s wishes are heard, they typically feel ready. They know where they’re going and they know who is waiting for them.