Is Animal Communication a Spiritual Path?

Echo running free, mane flying.

Echo.  She’s forever with me.  How blessed I am!

The first time I heard someone say that animal communication was a spiritual path, I was startled by the idea.

For me, talking with animals was a natural and “normal” part of my life. I had been doing it since I was a child. How could this be a spiritual path when it was an every-day event for me?

I was already a professional Animal Communicator when I first encountered this idea, and over the years, it kept reverberating through my mind.

In retrospect, I can see now how very true it is that Animal Communication has been a spiritual path for me.

It was Echo, my Arabian horse, who opened me up spiritually in the 1980’s. She has been my companion, guide, teacher, and friend for many lifetimes. Whether in or out of a body, she is with me all the time.

Echo, just by being who she is, showed me more about myself, about animal communication, and about the vast possibilities of spirituality.

And today, Echo is still with me.  She is Starlight.  And she is still in her spirit form, all the at the same time.

Starlight in cat tree with toy.

Starlight is Echo discovering the joys of being a cat!

The animals are spirit in a body, just as we are.  When we open ourselves to receive their messages, we learn more about who they are, and even more about who we are.

This is why Animal Communication is a spiritual path.

It’s a way to discover the vastness of human potential.

It’s a way to merge our consciousness with that of another.

It’s a way to expand our awareness.

It’s a way to experience Unity Consciousness.

Have you ever merged into an animal body?

The meditation, “Becoming an Animal” is one I love to share with students in my classes.  You can do it over and over again because it’s never the same.   Each time you merge, you learning something new about an animal and, potentially, about yourself.

Merging with an animal confirms that we are not limited to our own body.  We are consciousness first and a physical body second.

Merging with an animals enhances your animal communication skills by taking them to another level.

Merging with an animal expands your spiritual consciousness.

Spanish Riding School - merging with a horse while riding.

Spanish Riding School – Merging with a horse while riding.

This was always my goal when I road Echo:  to be physically and spiritually merged at the same time.  She showed me how to do that, and it was AWESOME!!

So if you feel called to learn animal communication, perhaps one reason is that it may be a part of your spiritual path.

Let the animals guide and teach you.  They have much to offer.

Do You Intuitively Know What Your Animal Is Feeling?

February 20, 2018 by  
Filed under Animal Communication, Animals and Nature Kingdoms

Intuition Is Part of Animal Communication.

Two dogs communicating.

Intuition often appears as a feeling or knowing or an awareness about something.

Many people receive telepathically from animals in this way, but may not recognize it as true Animal Communication.

Often humans expect and desire to receive communication from animals in words, or even pictures.

But there is no one “right” way to experience Animal Communication.

When first learning to communication telepathically, you will be more successful if you start out where you already are.

In other words, when you receive messages intuitively and accept that, “this is how I receive telepathic information right now,” you will open yourself to receive and expand your telepathic ability with animals from there.

In contrast, if you say, “No, I don’t want to receive telepathically that way.  I want to do it another way,” you’re creating a barrier of energy that will block your receptivity to messages from animals.

To strengthen your intuitive receptivity, follow through on your intuitive insights.

This provides a feedback loop that will help you expand your intuitive receptivity.

For example, if you sense your animal may be feeling sad, say something to the animal, such as ‘I’m wondering if you’re feeling sad.”

Watch how your animal responds to your verbal statement.  You may notice physical signals that acknowledge your statement, such as a sigh, or closing of the eyes, for example.  The response can be many different things, so just notice … notice … notice.

If you sense that there’s something wrong with your animal that requires veterinary help, don’t wait for symptoms.  Go to a veterinarian that you trust and have them check out the animal.

You be surprised how this can save the animal’s life.  And even if the veterinarian finds nothing wrong, the feedback will help you strengthen your intuitive abilities.

By working with your telepathic abilities at whatever level they are, you will soon find them expanding.

Your animals will appreciate knowing that you’re making an effort to communicate with them in their natural language:  telepathic animal communication.

You’ll also find that increased intuitive ability can be a powerful tool in other areas of your life, such as when making decisions about jobs, where to live, or even whether to trust someone.

If intuition is your primary way of receiving animal communication, accept it with joy and work with it.  The benefits will be great, and you’ll soon find yourself receiving telepathically from animals in other ways.

 

Read more about Animal Communication.

 

 

Starlight and Echo – A Reincarnation Comparison

November 5, 2017 by  
Filed under Animal Communication, New Posts

Is Reincarnation Real?

Echo was a beautiful grey Arabian Mare and when she ran her long mane flew like a sail.

Echo as a horse.

Starlight is Echo's Soul Extension living as a Siamese cat.

Starlight is Echo’s Soul Extension.

For some, no proof is possible.

For others, a “knowing” is all they need.

In 2005, my horse friend, Echo, extended some of her consciousness into a kitten body.

She told me ahead of time that she was coming to be a cat with me.

On the day the kitten was born, she announced herself telepathically to the Siamese breeder, saying, “Echo.  I come.”

That same morning, I heard Echo say to me, “I’m blind.”  “Kittens are born with their eyes closed,” I told her.

“I have toes,” she murmured with curious delight as she wiggled them.

Horses feet are actually a single toe, anatomically speaking.

Echo had told me a few weeks prior to this that the kitten would be Siamese, female, and arrive at the same cattery where Violet, my other Siamese, had been born.

The breeder was easily able to identify the kitten that was Echo.  Some friends picked her up for me when she was 9 weeks old.

Over the past 5 years, I’ve delighted in Starlight.

I’ve also discovered what I personally consider to be “evidence” of Echo’s presence as Starlight.

Clearly a cat body and a horse body are different.  Some of the similarities described here have been adapted for differences in size, structure, and species.

In each instance of , I observed the essence of the individual.

  1. Starlight arrived with her lower back very tight and some misalignment just above the sacrum.  This exactly matched an injury Echo had in the last year of her life that we never fully resolved.  It has since been treated with chiropractic and resolved in Starlight.

  2. Starlight’s hind end is more typical of an equine structure than a feline one.  My chiropractic veterinarian pointed this out to me.

  3. Starlight instantly recognized a song I used to sing to Echo while I rode her.  It was “You Are My Shining Star” – which is, I’m told by Echo, where Starlight’s name came from.  I hadn’t made the connection with the song until after Starlight was already with me.  I played it one day on the computer while she was in my arms, and her eyes lit up with recognition.

  4. Echo loved to jump cavaletti and logs and even thin branches lying on a trail.  My TV tables have a bar between the legs that look very much like cavaletti, and Starlight, as a small kitten, would run and jump over them just for the fun of it.

    Cavaletti. Echo loved to jump them.

    Cavaletti. Echo loved to jump them.

    TV table; Starlight jumped the tiny cross-rail when she was very young.

    TV table; Starlight would gallop around the room and jump the tiny rail when she was very young.

     

  5. Starlight is very compassionate, sweet, and filled with joy, as was Echo.  Like Echo, she is very gentle and loving, and kind, and spiritually advanced.

  6. Starlight is very funny, especially when she is playing.  She’s the only cat I’ve ever seen who, like a cartoon character, can start to run in place before taking off.   Echo also had a  sense of humor and liked to out-wit me and other people.

  7. Starlight hates conflict and will leave, rather than fight or stand up for herself.  Echo was the bottom of the equine pecking order and avoided conflict by leaving situations where they was conflict.  She would take care of another horse who was injured rather than try to drive them from the herd.

  8. Echo had large solid feet for a horse her size.  Horse’s feet are actually a single toe.  Starlight has unusually big toes.   When she was a kitten, it was very hard to find her tiny claws to clip them.  They’re easier to find now, but her toes are still impressive for her size.

  9. Echo had big, soft, gentle brown eyes.  Starlight has big, soft, blue eyes, with love pouring out of them.

    Image of Starlight's big, blue eyes.

    Look deeply into her eyes. Feel the Love.

  10. Echo used to shed nearly all year round, which is unusual for horses, who usually just shed in the spring and the fall.  Starlight also seems to shed all year round, which is just as unusual for a cat.

  11. Starlight likes to groom me by licking my hair, just like one cat grooming another.  Echo used to wiggle her muzzle on the back of my head and on my hair, as if I were a horse.

  12. Echo was a grey horse – a horse born a darker color who grey’s out.  Starlight is a blue-point Siamese, with her predominant color being grey.  This may be coincidence, but since Starlight kept changing colors for many months before settling on this one, I believe she chose it, and the breeder confirmed that some kittens do “choose” the color they want to be after trying out different Siamese shades.

  13. When Echo told me she was coming as Starlight, she said, “now you can carry me.”  One of Starlight’s favorite games is to jump into a tote bag so I can carry her upstairs from the basement.

    Starlight in her "basket."

  14. When Violet and Sakhara were alive, Starlight would always let them eat first, even tho’ she had her own bowl of food.  Echo was the same way when fed with other horses, always taking the bottom position in the pecking order.  Starlight still does this with Melissa, who is 2.5 years younger than Starlight.

  15. Echo, and horses in general, prefer jumping up to jumping down.  Starlight doesn’t mind jumping up on things, but jumping down is difficult for her if she’s more than 3-4 feet up, such as on the refrigerator.  And Starlight can barely even conceive of jumping to heights that Melissa thinks are ordinary, such as 5 feet up or higher, because she can’t imagine how she would get down.

  16. Echo was always very careful to put her feet only on solid ground, as horses don’t like unsteady footing.  Starlight, too, is careful of footing.  Unlike most cats who love soft cushions and pillows, she won’t step onto anything that moves around under her feet.

So as you can see, there is a very long list of characteristics that Starlight and Echo share.  While this may not constitute “proof” to anyone, to me it is evidence that supports my original experience, i.e., Echo telling me she was coming back to me as a Siamese cat.

Of course, I don’t need any external proof at all.  I can FEEL that they are the same being.  And that’s all I need, personally speaking.

My horse came back as a cat, and my internal “truth testing” center confirms it.

After all, I’m telepathic with animals and have been that way my whole life.

Did one of your animal reincarnate?  How did you recognize him or her?

Sacred Journey . . . Returning to Spirit.

Death is not an ending,

but another beginning.

Alter for Sakhara and Violet's spiritual journey.

Alter for Sakhara’s and Violet’s spiritual journey.

Thursday, July 13, 2017

With both Violet and Sakhara ready to leave their bodies at the same time, I was very grateful that Dr. Amy Matthews of Frontier Wellness agreed to come to my home for this sacred event.

I spent the day preparing everything.

I opened a vortex to the higher realms, grounded it into the Earth, expanded it to include our entire property, and spun it up to just below the speed of light.

I called in many powerful and loving beings:  Mother Earth, Father Sun, the Overlighting Deva of my property, the Spirits of the Four Directions, My I Am Presence, the I Am’s of all four of my cats; the spirit guides of Violet and Sakhara, Ascended Masters with whom I have a connections, and Echo.

I requested that my energy bodies and those of all the cats be cleared, and that Sakhara and Violet bodies be especially prepared to allow them an easy and comfortable exit.

I created an alter that included photos of Violet and Sakhara, crystals, tea roses for each cat, candles, and incense.

I straightened up the house a bit so that the space would be in the best possible condition to support their sacred passage.

It isn’t easy to help our animals leave, and sometimes animals do want to move out on their own.  For these two, assistance was requested.

Photo of Sakhara.

Sakhara had been asking to go for a number of weeks, but I delayed to be sure that she wasn’t just emotionally depressed.

I could feel that her body was breaking down now, and still she was fully present.  It was clear that she needed help.  When I made the appointment with Amy, it was only for Sakhara.

By the next day, I sensed that Violet, too, was ready.

In Memoriam, Violet

When Amy arrived, we sat and talked for a few minutes.  I explained that I felt Violet had decided it was her time to depart, too.

Dr. Matthews is very tuned into animals, quite telepathic, and she soon sensed for herself that both cats were ready to leave.

EUTHANASIA

Sakhara wanted to be first.  I asked if she still wanted to do this.  “Yes.” Sakhara said emphatically.

We all three sat on Wee Wee pads I had placed on the carpet in front of the alter.  Sakhara was in my arms and Amy began to explain to Sakhara how we would proceed.

Melissa, our youngest.

Melissa, our youngest.

We were immediately interrupted by Melissa, who always wants to be the center of attention and who, despite my best efforts, still had unresolved issues with Sakhara.  That was my signal to remove her from the room.

I gave Sakhara to Amy, and picked Melissa up.  As I walked down the hall, I told her why she had to be in another room at this time.  I placed her gently there and shut the door.  I fully expected her to protest loudly and long about this, but she settled down within a minute and remained quiet throughout the euthanasia process.

Now with Sakhara again in my arms, Violet in her window seat, and Starlight wandering about, Amy injected the drug.  We had tried to give a tranquilizer first, but Sakhara refused to present a vein.  So she received the euthanasia meds which also contained a tranquilizer.

Sakhara relaxed into my arms and we all quietly waited for her to move out of her body.  It seemed to be taking a long time.  Amy and I both checked her energy several times, and found she was still very strongly present.

Finally Amy suggested we ask for help from the spirit beings I had invited.

Quan Yin stepped forward and scooped Sakhara’s spirit into her arms.  With Amy and me energetically holding the space, Sakhara’s spirit moved completely out of her physical body.

When it was clear that Sakhara had gone, we closed her eyes.  Amy took her body from me.  She placed it gently on a towel and curled it up into a comfortable position, as if Sakara were asleep.

After a few deep breaths and a glass of water each to refresh ourselves, it was Violet’s turn.

I looked at Violet.

“Ready?”  I asked her.

“Yes, definitely,” she replied.

I lifted up Violet’s very frail body.  She had stopped eating the previous day and had drunk no water this day.  I had given her electrolytes and water by dropper a number of times so that her mind would be clear enough to make the decision.

She was still somewhat dehydrated, yet her mind was very clear.

So I sat on the floor again and held her in my lap.  I checked her auric field, and she was already expanded more than 2 feet out from her body.   She was in the process of departure, yet she wanted our help.

After the injection, Violet left very quickly.  Amy took her body and placed it gently on another towel.

STARLIGHT AND MELISSA SAY GOODBYE

Starlight

Starlight

Starlight had been sitting in the cat tree behind me throughout the euthanasia process.   Now she got up and went to each body, sniffed each one, and then walked away.  I could feel her sadness and her acceptance that they were both gone.

Then I went to the room where I had left Melissa.  She was sitting quietly.  I invited her to join us.

Sakhara’s body was close to the hall down which Melissa had to come to enter the living room.  Amy and I watched her as she sniffed Sakhara body and then struck at it with her paw.  She left it, and then came back and hit it twice more.  Finally, she walked away and didn’t look back.

There was some terrible and very old karma between Sakhara and Melissa that Amy and I both knew about.  Amy felt that this was Melissa’s way of letting go of some of what remained of her very old and deep anger towards Sakhara.  So we let her strike the body as many times as she wanted.  Since then, Melissa has felt free to be “Top Cat” at last.

Melissa walked over to see Violet’s body.  She sniffed it, and I could feel her energy shift.  There was some real grief there.

PREPARING THE BODIES FOR BURIAL

When both the young cats were finished, I got some plastic bags that I had set aside for the bodies.  Each body was gently laid into a bag and twist-tied off.

I checked to make sure that their consciousness had gone sufficiently that it would be OK to place them in the basement freezer.

For the next few days, I burned candles and incense on the alter until it felt that the ceremony was complete.

OM, SHANTI.  SHANTI.  SHANTI.

PEACE.  PEACE.  PEACE.

inner peace

Everything and everyone felt very peaceful.  I felt completely at peace within myself, and the house also felt peaceful.  Starlight and Melissa were very quiet for an entire week.

The energies of the house kept shifting around.  The spaces that Violet and Sakhara had previously filled so beautifully were now being integrated in a new way.

Starlight, Melissa, and I spent a great deal of quiet time together, and I slept quite a bit.  I hadn’t realized how stressed and exhausted I had become caring for the two elder cats who no longer needed all that energy and attention.

It was time for them to go and to be at peace, and peace is what we all received.

BURIAL

On Saturday, July 15, two days after the euthanasia ceremony, my friendly contractor, Dave, came over and dug a grave for Violet’s and Sakhara’s bodies to share.  It felt right for the bodies to be together.

Dave told me he has 14 cat graves at his home — cats belonging to everyone in his family.  So he felt very comfortable acting as undertaker for Violet’s and Sakhara’s remains.

While he dug the hole, I brought up the bodies from the basement freezer and unwrapped them.  Although their bodies were completely frozen, their fur still felt soft and silky.  It felt strange to be able to stroke their bodies and feel how soft their fur was.

Dave took some ferns growing in my yard and made a bed with them inside the hole he had dug. He placed the bodies on the ferns.  He handed me two flowers he had picked, a lily and a wild rhododenron, which I placed on their bodies inside the grave.

Then Dave said, “I don’t like throwing dirt in their faces.”  So I put one of the plastic bags on top of their heads, and Dave filled in the grave.

GRIEVING AND HEALING

Things are quiet here, now, and I feel a great sense of relief.  There had been so much chaos while I did my best to care for Violet and Sakhara’s elder needs and the needs of two young, healthy, energetic cats all at the same time.

Starlight and Melissa

Starlight and Melissa

The entire household has shifted into a higher, lighter vibration.   Their passage into spirit opened a much needed space for new things to enter.  It’s ironic, but the car I was seeking to buy showed up immediately after they decided to transition.

So all is well as Starlight, Melissa, and I grieve and reorganize our energies into a new, dynamic family pattern, letting go of the past, and being fully present in each “now” moment.

PERFECTION

There is a beautiful Sanskrit prayer that I love very much.
It’s a great teaching, and I always remember it when challenges appear.

Om.  Pernamadah, purnamidam.
Pernat purnamadacyate.
Purnasya purnamadaya
Purnamevavsisyate.
Om Shanti, Shanti Shanti.

Om.  That is perfect.  This is perfect.
From the perfect springs the perfect.
If the perfect is taken from the perfect,

the perfect remains.
Om.  Peace.  Peace. Peace.

My dear friends are flying free, now.  They are both in healing spaces and I haven’t heard from either of them.  That’s perfect, too.

In Memoriam: Violet

In Memoriam, Violet

A CAT FOR ALL SEASONS

Violet reincarnated to be with me for 4 lifetimes.  At the close of this life, I want to honor all 4 incarnations of this amazing being.

If you’re not sure you believe in reincarnation, this memorial might give you some food for thought.

FIRST LIFETIME

In her first life with me, Violet was a black and white male cat my sisters and I named Felix, after the cartoon character.  It was a short life, and that’s all I remember about it.  We had many cats, all of whom lived outside with shelter in the garage.

SECOND LIFETIME

In her second life with me, Violet was a muted tortoiseshell named Sappho.  She was very Siamese-like, with larger ears and a dominant attitude.  We were very, very close.

She was born in Maine at one of my sister’s homes and we bonded on the long car trip home.

We were together for 7 years until my life took me away to find out who I was.  Sappho went to live with someone else.  She left her body soon after.

THIRD LIFETIME — A POWERFUL REUNION

Violet in her 3rd lifetime.

Violet sitting on the back stoop.  She was terribly cross-eyed, but still gorgeous.

In her third life with me, Violet came as a blue point Siamese rescued from the streets.  She was nearly half starved.  When I got her home, she settled onto my heart center, and I instantly recognized her as having been Sappho.

Violet was terrified of going out on the stoop, so one day I carried her outside.  Her fear and panic were palpable.  This is how I learned that she had been picked up and put outside and abandoned.

So the healing began around that, too.  Soon she felt comfortable sitting on the back stoop, where I would sit with her so she never felt abandoned.

Violet assigned herself the role of my personal supervisor, whether I wanted one or not.

If I was sick, she would never leave my side.  If I got out of bed for tea or soup, she would run up and down the stairs demanding vocally and telepathically that I “get back in that bed so I can heal you.”

Unfortunately, Violet never fully recovered from the stress and damage she had gone through on the streets.  She also had powerful emotional debris around my leaving her and keeping Echo, my Arabian horse, who had been with me during Violet’s previous life with me.

Echo was still with me when Violet came back, and Violet’s jealousy was intense.  When Echo was euthanized in 1998, Violet announced, “I’m in charge of your life now.

Three days later, Echo visited in spirit and Violet, mortified, became seriously ill.  I nursed her diligently for 10 months, but she wasn’t strong enough to recover.  She had been with me only 4 and a half years.  Her jealously had turned into leukemia.

FOURTH, MOST RECENT LIFETIME

Violet as a kitten.

Violet “walked in”  to become a Siamese kitten again.

Five days after being euthanized in August, 1999, Violet showed up in spirit and began demanding that we plan her return together.  She insisted on coming back through a Siamese cattery.  She completely orchestrated her return as a female, Siamese Blue Point kitten.

The week I expected her to be born, she “walked in” to the body of an 8-week old female and began screaming at the humans who were considering her for another family.  The previous personality had been very demure, so the sudden change in behavior got the attention of the breeder at Reprise Siamese.  They called and asked me to speak with the upset baby.

As soon as I connected with the kitten, I heard:

VIOLET:  “Where are you?  Come get me!  They want to give me to someone else.”

NEDDA:  “Calm down Violet.  You’ve made your point.  I’ll come get you in a few days.”

I was late arriving to pick up Violet, who sat by the front door of the cattery the entire morning waiting for me.  The breeder said she would stand up on her tiny legs and try to look out through the screen door.  When I came in the house, she took off running through the cattery crying, “She’s here!  She’s here!”

When we got home, Violet stepped out of the cat carrier as though she had just been away for a short car trip.  She recognized where she was immediately.  She took over the house as if she had never left.  She knew where the food was, where the litter box was, and despite being very tiny, made it up the stairs to claim her place in “her” bed where she allowed me sleep.

Sakhara was here to greet Violet that first day.  Sakhara took one look at her as she emerged from the cat carrier, and said, “You need a bath,” whereupon a protesting kitten was thoroughly washed.

Thus began the nearly 18 years of Violet’s fourth lifetime with me.

— SANDY

Sandy, the male kitten Violet rejected.

Sandy, about 10 months old when I caught him.

Violet never wanted another cat in my life.  I was grateful she had allowed Sakhara to come.  We had discussed this while Violet was still in spirit, and she had given permission for me to bring Sakhara home.

In 2004, I used a Have-a-Heart trap to catch a young, grey tiger, male I named Sandy.  He had been abandoned in the neighborhood, and I had been feeding him and other feral cats in the back yard.

Violet was furious and insanely jealous.  She attacked Sandy constantly as I tried to integrate him, and I found the tip of his tail bleeding several times.

Then, Violet stopped eating.  She was fretting, running up and down the stairs, and losing weight.  So I gave up any attempts to integrate Sandy, and found him another home.

— STARLIGHT ARRIVES

After Violet’s intense reaction to Sandy, you can imagine my concerns when Echo announced in 2012 that she was coming back to me as a kitten.

Would Violet welcome Echo back in any form?

Could they learn to live together?

Violet, Sakhara, and Starlight in window seat.

Violet, Sakhara, and Starlight in window seat.

Fortunately for all of us, Violet agreed that Starlight could come.  She and Sakhara had actual meetings about it.  I walked into a room one day where the two of them were “in conference” about the kitten who would soon arrive.  They shooed me out, as this was “private.”

The two adult cats decided that Violet would take the lead in integrating Starlight and teaching her “how to be a cat.”  Starlight immediately fell in love with Violet and totally acquiesced to Violet’s authority.  This made it easy for Violet to accept her.

Starlight says:

I love Violet.  She was a wonderful teacher.  I think she was mystified because I always wanted to play and she was so serious, but she was also very patient with me, and very loving, too.

Violet gave me a lot of rules of follow, but then her heart softened and she forgave Echo.  Once that happened, she was more generous about allowing me to do things, like sit in Nedda’s lap in the living room to be brushed.

I miss Violet very much and hope to speak with her soon.

— TIME TO SAY GOODBYE

And now it’s time to say goodbye to Violet yet again.  Not easy to do at all.

Violet in 2015

Violet in 2015.

Violet was named for the Violet Flame or Violet Ray which is guarded by Ascended Master St. Germain.  She is a very advanced healer, which she demonstrated many times both in caring for me and others, and helping me do healings for clients.

If I hadn’t been telepathic with animals, I never would have known Violet’s sense of humor.  Her wise cracks and cryptic remarks often caused me to burst with peals of laughter.

For example,

I’m taking a bath.  The bathroom is located off a hall that goes between 2 bedrooms.  Violet is going up and back between the two rooms calling for me.

The door to the bathroom is open, so I can see and hear Violet as she goes by.

NEDDA:  “Violet, what are you doing?”

VIOLET:  “I’m playing hide and seek.”

NEDDA:  “Who are you playing with?”

VIOLET:  “You.”

NEDDA:  “Violet, you know I’m in the bathtub.”

VIOLET:  “Yes, but I don’t like getting wet, so I’m looking for you out here.”

There’s no question in my mind that Violet is a strong minded, strong willed soul who insisted on doing things her own way.  Sakhara often sat back and watched us argue about things, refusing to get involved.

She smashed a lovely 14″ porcelain statue of Quan Yin because I wasn’t paying attention to her despite her demands for me to leave the computer.

She bit both ears of a lovely statue of the Egyption cat goddess, Bast.

Violet loved to sit in my lap, to constantly touch me, and be close.  She was very good at claiming me.  Violet had a great deal of tenacity, and what she wanted, she usually got because she never, ever gave up.

Sakhara, being an expert mother cat, allowed Violet to do whatever she wanted.  This contributed to Sakhara not having much cuddling for herself.

It took both Sakhara and me to raise Violet, who was very active.  As my “Supervisor” she went everywhere I went in the house.  When repairmen came she would inspect them, their tools, and everything they did.  It all had to meet with her approval.

As a kitten, Violet would wrestle with Sakhara, who was a much larger cat than a Siamese.

“Moma” Sakhara would hold Violet down, being the adult, and Violet would scream as though she were being murdered.  As soon as she got free, she would jump on Sakhara’s head as if nothing had happened.

I asked her about this one day, and she said, “My scream is like the sounds made in Karote, the equivalent of ‘Hai Yah!'”  I had to laugh.  It sounded nothing like that to my human ears, but what did I know?

— THE END TIMES

For the last 3 years of her life, Violet was in renal failure.  I managed her health with lots of love, a natural electrolyte mix, and various other holistic remedies.  In addition, she had chiropratic whenever she needed it.

Because of a bad reaction to a rabies vaccine when Violet was about 4 years old, she was chronically constipated her whole life.  This got worse with the kidney failure, and in the last few months made things very uncomfortable for her.  While I never gave up trying to find a solution to all this, time wore her body down.

So on Tuesday, July 11, 2017, when Sakhara and I and our veterinarian, Dr. Amy Matthews of Animal Wellness in East Granby, CT, made the appointment for Sakhara’s euthaniasia at my home, I got off the phone, and turned immediately to speak with Violet, lying comfortably in one of the cat beds on the bay window ledge.  I spoke to her quietly.

“Violet.  Please consider what I’m about to tell you.”

Violet lifted her head and looked right at me.

“Amy is coming Thursday evening, two nights from now, and Sakhara will be helped to leave her body.  She’s ready and wants to go and wants help to do it.

“I love you very much and I don’t want to rush you to leave.  However, I do encourage you to think about leaving when Sakhara does on Thursday.

“Your body is really struggling, and I’m not sure you’re able to make it comfortably until next week.  Amy won’t be able to come back a second time before then, and the last thing I want for you is a trip to an emergency vet.

“I don’t want you to be in terrible pain, and I would take you if you need to go.  But I’m really OK if you want to leave when Sakhara leaves.”

Violet put her head back down and closed her eyes.  She said nothing at all, but I could feel her considering the situation.

The next morning, Violet ate, and then vomited her entire breakfast.  She refused any more food.

On Thursday morning, Violet stopped drinking water.  I could feel the shift in her.  She was already beginning the process of departure.

Violet was euthanized that evening right after Sakhara.

Her spirit was already expanded 2 feet out from her body before she was given the injection.

Her guides where there to welcome her and take her home.

PHOTO SERIES:  THE MANY EXPRESSIONS OF VIOLET

Violet after breakfast bath.

Violet’s daily after-breakfast bath.

Violet peeking around a door.

Violet peeking around a door.

Violet and Melissa.

Violet readily accepted Melissa, who helped keep Violet physically moving and active.

Magnificent Violet

Magnificent!

 

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