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 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 would 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.

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.

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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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 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

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

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.

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.

Gratitude

This evening I saw the most beautiful sunset. Living on the coast, I see many stunners, but this was one for the memory banks. A bright deep-pink, red strip sat over the light blue ocean after the sun had gone down. It was one of those little things that I will remember and savor.

We are not unlike most Americans in that we’re struggling a bit to keep our financial heads above water. I can say this knowing we’re not alone. But if we work hard towards the goals that are fixed in our hearts, there are many little occurrences that remind us to be grateful for all we have. And I’m not talking about material things, I’m talking about things that make us smile for no reason. Simple things that happen everyday that bring us joy and make us laugh.

Meet Jack. If you’d told me that after Breeze had walked through the veil I was going to get a kitten? I would have shaken my head no. No way. Nothing could persuade me to bring a new kitten into our home. But that’s exactly what we did. Soon after we Breeze left her body, I heard from her while swimming in the pool. I often get unsolicited messages when I’m swimming because it’s a good time to keep my thoughts still. Her message was short and clear. I needed to bring a new kitty home to cheer Eddy. While the first part of this has proven to be a great idea, the second part, has taken some time to adjust. After all, Eddy lived with her mama her entire life. But Jack is special. Very special. He’s smart, he’s precocious, he’s patient with Eddy, and he’s exactly what we need right now. Not only that, but he’s already shown he will be invaluable in my work. Today I was working with a kitty who is in spirit. She belongs to a longtime client and there were many questions about her return. My client is anxious for her to come back to her again and also what to look for. This CAN be done. Our animals come back to us. And there was a part of me that hoped Jack would either be Bart or Breeze. But he’s not. He’s Jack. A totally new soul for me.

He’s a pretty busy boy. But he also harbors something special. Because as I talked with this kitty in spirit today, (one of three my client wanted me to talk with) Jack jumped into my lap and announced he KNEW this kitty. I was a little surprised as I’ve never met this client nor her kitties. And in his four months here in a body, I know he hasn’t either. I work with animals telepathically, so they can be anywhere doing anything when we chat. In a body roaming the planet, or in spirit. But Jack certainly knew her and would not leave my lap until I was done talking with her. At 4 months, he’s not learned the tools yet in which to help me with my readings in a constructive way. But he did know this kitty and was not afraid to say so. And the kitty acknowledged that she knew him too.

I’m grateful that he isn’t Breeze or Bart. As much as I anxiously await their return, I also realize that Jack is bringing a whole new level to my work. He’s going to add and teach both me and my clients. Just having him around everyday will bring a lot more knowledge into the work I do with animals.

I have many photos and stories about Jack that I’ll be sharing in the future. But tonight is about how we very often forget to thank the Universe (or whoever you thank) for very simple pleasures. How many things in your day do you take for granted that bring a smile? Do you remember to be grateful when your dog practically knocks you over because you have come home from work? Are you grateful for the sun that peaks or shines everyday during these short days? Are you grateful for the person who sleeps next to you at night and shares a laugh with you? Are you grateful for the pile of animals in your bed?

All these little things are here for the taking. They’re free and they’re wonderful. Because all we have is right now. Not what happened last week, not what tomorrow may bring, but right now. This moment. The glorious life you’ve created for yourself. If you aren’t practicing the Fine Art of Recognizing Joy on a daily basis? Then you’re living in your head and not in your heart.

This is what these new times are teaching us. We must learn to live from our hearts and forget all the things that make us nuts. Those things are created by us, in our heads and are easily forgotten with a little practice. Even during our hardest days, we can find and fill ourselves with love and gratitude.

In order to make a better world, we all must live in gratitude and joy daily. And it will take some practice since our lives have become so stressful and busy. But we need to return to a world where we live in our hearts. Try it. Master it. Pass it on.

So – kick your shoes off, enjoy a good book, meal, or a movie tonight – something that will make you smile. Or you can simply sit under the stars and be grateful you’re living in these times that have the potential of learning these lessons.

Me? I’m going to wake Jack who has slept on my lap this entire time – and find his mousie!

Don’t forget, I’m running a special for the month of December. Go to my website where you can find out how to get a hold or me! Thanks to all who have participated!

For Eddy, A Life Without Breeze? It’s Not a Life

A few weeks back, I announced our cat Breeze had transitioned into her energy body. It was somber, solemn time for our family. But no one has been affected as much as Eddy. She was Breeze’s daughter and they never spent a day without the other. Ever.

The photo here is one I took the first day they settled into our shop. Eddy was just 6 weeks old and still nursing. To say she loved her mom is an understatement. Everyday of her fifteen years, she was either sleeping with her, grooming her or being groomed by Breeze. So the sad truth that Breeze is no longer in our home has been tough on Eddy. She sleeps a lot and has little interest in interacting with us. For many days, she didn’t eat very much. To watch her is heartbreaking because as hard as we try, it’s just not the same for her, without her soul mate.

She’s grieving.

I’ve known that animals grieve, but I think there’s a difference between grieving for a member of the pack, and soul mate grieving. Animals live in the moment. And I know she can hear her mama. I know she can see her when she comes to visit. But since she lives in the moment, unlike most humans, I thought she might have a short grieving period and then she’d return to life as she knows it. And I couldn’t have been more wrong. Her pain is visible and there’s simply nothing we can do for her. I’ve tried to greet each day with a cheerful attitude and lots of attention for Eddy. But she’s not interested and acts as if she’s simply waiting for the next part of her day.

At first, she barely partook in her favorite activity: eating. Everyday at 4:00 the girls would roust me from what I was doing in order to have their dinner. We’d had a strict feeding time of 6:00, when they’d be given their treat for the evening. But cats have a way of working you back to when THEY want to eat. (I’m sure I’m not the only one who has experienced this) Eddy would cheerfully meow the longest even though she knew I was preparing their food. She’d also tell me she was simply starving! Unusual for a cat that weighs nearly 16 pounds. And to look at her, you can see she’s well fed. One time in our shop, a customer flat out called her fat. To which she replied “I’m not fat, I’m Eddy!” Animals do understand everything that’s said to them. We need to remember and be careful about that.

Now I sometimes have to drag her out of her quilt nest as late as 9:00 to make sure she has her dinner. She’s slowly starting to request food again, but it’s not in the same exuberant way. You can see the pain in her eyes. I’ve never seen anyone, human or animal struggling as much as she is right now.

I’ve had clients who’ve lost one animal due to age. And if there is another animal who was close to the one who has gone to spirit, it’s not uncommon for the second animal to follow right behind them into the heavens. And I’ve always thought that if Eddy or Breeze walked through the veil, the other would soon follow. It’s more common than we know. Human couples that have been married for many decades have been known to do this too. What is this strange pact we make with one another?

Shortly after Breeze crossed, she popped in one day while I was swimming. She told me I must get another young kitty for Eddy. She said she needed a kitty companion in order to pick up her spirits. So, (this being the last thing I thought I would ever do) we adopted a kitten. Eddy dislikes him intensely. He’s young, he’s a bit on the wild side, and most importantly: he’s not Breeze. There is a slight possibility that the new kitty will make a deal with Breeze and she’ll return and take this body. She would never be a clone of Breeze, but he’d be more familiar to Eddy and she might enjoy her life again. At first, I thought this was exactly what would happen. But now I have pretty severe doubts. After a couple of weeks, Eddy is tolerating him, but he’s not her mom. Not her friend. Not her soul mate. She doesn’t treat him at all like he ever will be. So, as I write this, Eddy is in one room and New Guy is sitting with me.

However, there is no doubt whatsoever in my mind that animals grieve. And it’s heart wrenching to watch. The only time Eddy is happy (or her new form of it) is at night when she’s under the covers with me, snuggled in, and talking about Breeze. I found that this brings her the most joy. Telling stories, just the two of us, about her mom. Her best friend. Her other half. We’ve been doing this every night lately. Will Eddy come out of her grief? I don’t know the answer to this. I hope so. But she’s also elderly and you can see the life starting to slip from her eyes. I don’t feel great about the outcome of this at all.

I’ve always known, deep down, that when one of my girls went the other would too. There’s nothing I can do about the outcome either. They may have made a deal before they ever arrived on my doorstep. Before they ever found their bodies. But I gotta say, this sucks. My girls have been such a huge part of my life. Losing one was hard enough. Losing the other is unthinkable.

But if this means that Eddy follows Breeze on her path across the rainbow bridge, I will honor their agreement to always be together.

I simply want Eddy to be happy.

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

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.

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.

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

*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.

Bimini – 2011- Swimming with wild Dolphins – Part One

My trip to Bimini this summer was beyond amazing. Since we find ourselves in a time warp (for lack of a better term) it seems to me like I was there yesterday. This is due to the planetary shift. Time for many of us doesn’t feel linear. So my memories of this fantastic adventure seem like they happened yesterday. I often find myself there again, recalling moments of amazement, laughter, and warmth.

My favorite time of the day is sunrise. I wake often just before the light dawns a new day and enjoy the last moments of darkness turning to light. The other morning I sat on my deck under a half moon and watched it until the sunrise made it was too bright to see. But one thing I had never experienced was a sunrise out of the ocean. It was on my bucket list. The first morning we were out at sea, I awoke just before dawn and scrambled up to the top deck of the boat, awaiting my first sunrise – which kinda felt like a sunset in reverse. Growing up on the Oregon coast, I’ve seen many sunsets, but this was nature’s beauty on a whole new level. This would become a morning tradition for the whole boat.
This was one of the many spectacular sunrises we experienced each morning. I was thrilled the first morning when a flying fish, jumped quietly out of the water and straight towards me, in the golden light that shown across the ocean.
Before I left for Bimini, I was told by a wise woman here that this trip to would be a “transformational trip” for me. And in so many ways, she was right. I learned more about communicating with humans on the other side of the veil, my animal communication has become more detailed, and I find that I now get information as my clients are asking their questions. As if information is coming to me all-at-once. There have been personal transformations too. I was surprised as my marriage almost crumbled, only to be turned into a place of happiness and contentment That’s transformation.

On the second day, we put on our gear for the water and went in to play around. The dolphins weren’t around yet, but a little practice always helps. Much giggling ensued as we tried to acclimate to our snorkels in the water. I swam off to be alone for a bit, and was surprised when I heard the familiar voices of my Atlantean family. I recognized my mother’s voice and the voice of my Atlantean husband. They told me that they were thrilled I had returned and had much to tell me about what is currently happening on the planet. I’ll write more about this when I describe our day on the Bimini road.

I was told by a wise woman that my trip to Bimini would be “transformational” for me.

The weird thing was, I knew them and wasn’t freaked at all. I recognized their voices, felt their love, and knew why I’m so drawn to the area around the Bahamas and the dolphins. In a previous life – I lived on the continent of Atlantis.

This would be one of many times they’d speak to me. Always in the water and I totally understood what they were telling me. I’ve had many visions of myself with a tall man, walking along a stone road, in a very warm climate. On our left is the ocean. On our right a small village with a large temple in the center. I know now: this is Atlantis.

Not all my experiences were this “jaw dropping”. There were mostly extended moments of joy, playing with the dolphins, and having a lot of fun with new friends. Each day was perfect in its own way. The weather could not have been nicer, the water was almost TOO warm, and every day brought new surprises for all of us.

Ever try and to snorkel and laugh at the same time? Not easy. But we adapted and I know I swallowed a lot of water. And when the dolphins weren’t around, we’d laze around the boat in the afternoons. We would hang in the warm evening air enjoying the moonlight. All of this for me make the Bahamas feels like “home.”

We spent an entire day with a dolphin family. A mama and her two youngsters were among them and were around me a lot of that day. (Part Two to come). We snorkeled a coral reef, something that was new to me. We enjoyed a full moon together. We even went out to the gulf stream and swam where the ocean floor was literally miles below us. It was all amazing and it’s all still here, etched forever in my memory. For when I can’t sleep, feel anxious, or bored – I take myself back to the Indigo and watch the sunrise on another day in paradise.

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