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.

 

 

Delusions of Spring

January 30, 2018 by  
Filed under Animals and Nature Kingdoms, New Posts

Melissa, “I’m so bored!”

While Starlight sleeps, Melissa yawns and complains that the weather has been too cold.

It may be different where you live, but here in Connecticut, we’re having a very strange winter.

Melissa, who loves to be outside and really needs to be outside for a short time each day, developed instant cabin fever as soon as it got below 45 degree Fahrenheit last fall.

Then we got the really cold temperatures, where daytime highs were 15 degrees, night-time lows were single digits, and wind chills were sometimes 25 degrees below zero fahrenheit.

This type of cold lasted for at least 3 weeks, maybe a bit longer.

Now things have warmed up some.  We’re actually at 40 degrees the day I write this, and Melissa and Starlight have become super active.

They want to be on the unheated, completely enclosed porch.  They go out there and come back inside quickly, and go in and out as often as I’ll allow it.  Often it turns into an exciting game.

They go onto the porch and then chase each other back inside.  The  chase continues around the house with great excitement, especially if I stand ready at the door to let them go up and back a few times.

Feline view from back door.

Back yard in winter.

When I open the sliding door to the back yard to fill the bird feeders, they want to charge right out there.

In frustration, the two members of Mischief, Inc. will sometimes knocking things off tables and run around to get my attention.  “Why can’t we go out?” they demand.

Melissa encountered snow for the first time one day when I gave in and let her go outside.

She was very annoyed that each step put cold, wet, snow between her delicate toes.  She would shake out one foot, put it down, shake out the next, and keep doing this at every step.  She finally gave up and came back onto the porch.

The day I let them both go outside there was still snow on the ground, although melting.  Melissa tried to jump over the icy spots near the steps, only to discover that it’s still cold and wet wherever she lands.

On the slightly warmer days, I wonder, “Are we all having delusions of spring?”  After all, if the temperature gets above 32 degrees, that must mean spring is coming, right?  Or is February about to land on us and show us all what fools we are?

It’s been so dark this winter, I’ve had to use a lamp designed to assist people with SAD (Seasonal Affect Disorder) to keep me energized.  Dark grey, cloudy skies, and very short hours of daylight seemed endless.

When I turn the lamp on, it’s like the actual Sun is in my office.  I’m supposed to turn it off after 20 minutes, but some days I leave it on for an hour.

So yes, everyone at my house is allowing herself to fantasize about long, bright, warm spring days.

 

Cuddled up for a nap.

Melissa is wishing Starlight would wake up to play with her.

Are you also longing for spring?  The day the temperature rose to 60 degrees, there was a bear in the street.  A huge brown bear.  It’s energy looked confused.  What was it doing awake?

Are you and your animals having unusually intense cabin fever?

How are you and they coping with this long, dark, intensely cold winter that offers sudden fits of spring-like weather?

Have you noticed any wild animals acting strangely?

Melissa Hears the Call of the Wild

December 13, 2017 by  
Filed under Animals and Nature Kingdoms, New Posts

Melissa, the Escape Artist

Melissa looking out a window.

Even as a kitten, Melissa would climb up to look out high windows.

A few days ago, July 6, 2017, Melissa opened the sliding door on the porch and “escaped” from the house.  She was gone for 40 minutes or so.

Melissa has escaped from the house more times than all my other cats put together, and she’s only been with me a year and a half.  On the previous occasions, I caught up with her quickly and she let me pick her up and return her to the house.

This time was different.

This time changed our lives dramatically.

I had been extremely busy caring for 2 elderly cats with some health issues and 2 energetic young felines who also need lots of attention – play time and exercise, not to mention cuddling and going outside in harnesses with leads.

While I did the best I could to see that she got everything she needed, Melissa kept breaking out of the house.  I can’t remember all her escapes, but here are a few that come to mind.

  • She got out the cellar hatchway entrance because I forgot she was in the basement when I opened it.
  • She got out a hole in the sliding screen by enlarging a hole at the bottom made by a chipmunk before I discovered the hole.
  • She got out the sliding screen door one time when I didn’t realize she was right behind me and I opened it.  (She’s fast – quick as a blink – and small – and strong minded.)
  • After I had a plastic piece (with holes for wind) put into the bottom of the sliding screen door so chipmunks and Melissa could no longer tear holes in the screen, Melissa put her paws into the holes and pulled the screen door open.
  • The plastic piece was replaced with one that has much smaller holes.  So Melissa started sitting on top of the very thin plastic piece (about 24 inches high and less than 1/4 inch wide) hanging by her claws and if the screen door was unlocked, Melissa would find a way to pull the door open.

Melissa is famous for jumping up to the top of doors and hanging from curtain rods.  Frankly, I think she’d be very successfully as one of the Flying Wallendas acrobatic group or in the Cirque du Soleil.

Wallendas with bicycle and chair.

Some of the Wallendas

Cirque du Soleil

Cirque du Soleil

I tried keeping the sliding glass door closed most of the way, but when it got to be summer the glass door really needed to be open most of the time for ventilation.

I also began locking the sliding screen door so Melissa could no longer pull it open.

A few weeks later, Melissa escaped and ran away.

As I spoke to a friend on the kitchen phone, Melissa was yelling and demanding attention.  She had been doing this for hours, but I had a lot to do and so she was enormously frustrated.  She was also very angry about life in general.

While on the call, I put her on the porch and closed the door between the porch and the kitchen so she couldn’t get in and I could hear myself and my friend.

Twenty minutes later, as I hung up the phone I noticed how very quiet it was.  No sound of Melissa.

I immediately opened the kitchen door to the porch to let her into the house.

SURPRISE!

Melissa had made a hole in the screen above the plastic barrier and left.

Melissa wasn’t anywhere in the yard.

I was heartbroken.  I felt she had run away from home.  She had been so angry and so frustrated.

After a good cry, I went out and started calling her.  She knows her name, but didn’t always come or respond when called.

I also tried to reach her telepathically, but was unsuccessful.  I couldn’t even sense her energy, as I do when I connect telepathically.  Clearly, she didn’t want to speak with me at that moment.

No sign of her visually.

The sun was bright and the leaves on the trees made the woods behind my house quite dark.  With Melissa’s dark coloring, it would be difficult to see her at all unless she wanted to be seen.

I sat down on the back steps, had another good cry, and began to reconcile myself to the possibility that she wasn’t going to come back.

Melissa brought a lot of past life anger into this life, and her current life seemed to be exacerbating it.  I allowed myself to consider that she might be gone for good.

I sat on the back steps facing the woods for some time.  At one point I thought I saw her profile in among the shadows of the trees, but it could have been an illusion.

A Tonkinese silhouette seemed to appear once or twice on a downed tree trunk, but instantly disappeared.

Was I imagining it?

I allowed myself to hope just a tiny bit that Melissa was still around the yard, even if hidden.

Melissa weighs only 7.5 pounds.  She can be quite invisible, even if she isn’t dimensional shifting.  (Yes, some cats can dimensional shift like the Cheshire cat in Alice in Wonderland.)

I finally came back inside the house, leaving the sliding doors wide open while closing the kitchen door so Starlight couldn’t get out.  Starlight didn’t seem at all worried, which was interesting, but not helpful.

I telepathically broadcast to Melissa that I loved her and hoped she’d return.  I asked her to please announce herself if and when she wanted to come into the house.

Another 20 minutes went by.

Then I heard Melissa loudly demanding entry at the kitchen door.

Thrilled, I let her in.

Melissa was now a changed cat.

After being outside for 40 minutes Melissa was

peaceful, serene, happy, and quiet. 

She was more affectionate, too.

Melissa sat down to groom herself, had some water, and settled contently into a cat bed for a nap.

She wasn’t even hungry, and this was a time of day when she usually wanted a meal.  She never did say whether she had hunted successfully, but I suspected she had.

What did this all mean?

I observed Melissa with some amazement.  My thoughts rambled.

“Maybe, she really can’t be totally confined as a house cat and be happy.

“Maybe she truly needs to go outside at least some of the time to be happy.

“What’s the point,” I asked myself, “of a long unhappy life of total confinement?

“How can I condemn her to a miserable existence as an inside cat? 

“Would I want that kind of life for myself . . . a long, but unhappy life feeling like I was imprisoned?

“Who’s to say that a short life is worse than a long one?

“Do I keep her a prisoner because of my fears for her in the outside world?

Hattie in her feeding station.

Hattie.

“Hattie (semi-feral cat) lived to be 16 years old as a completely outside cat, so it’s possible to have a long life in the outdoors.

“How can I be so cruel as to force Melissa to live an unhappy life of confinement when she is ecstatic after she goes outside?

“She doesn’t have to live outside.  She can go out a bit each day for awhile – maybe a half hour or an hour would be enough.

“She hates the harness.  Clearly that isn’t working for her because she keeps finding ways to escape. 

“She may need to run free to get enough exercise and to live as cats were designed to live.

“Isn’t there more value in a short, happy life, instead of a long miserable one? 

“Is it fair to allow my fears for her safety to rule her existence?”

“On the other hand . . .

“Melissa is smart clever and quick.

“Melissa is small enough to squeeze into tight places where a predator can’t fit.

“Melissa can and does jump up high and down without fear, so she can probably find ways to survive.

“Melissa sharpens her hind claws, so that should help her manage trees just fine.”

“On the other hand . . .

“Lack of fear IS a problem.  Are her instincts strong enough for her to be afraid at the right times and then know to do to survive?

“Melissa doesn’t have anyone to teach her – no mother cat or siblings or even a friend like Hattie who knows how to survive outside.

“And … Melissa is still a mental teenager, who doesn’t listen to anyone.  So maybe it doesn’t matter that there isn’t a teacher around.  Maybe I need to trust her instincts.

“Can she figure out how to take care of herself on her own?”

I’m sure many people with cats in their family struggle with this issue.  We’re all so programmed to be in fear about everything that happens, fear for ourselves and fear for our animals.

Surely there’s another way to approach a situation like this besides going into fear!

When I tuned into Melissa about her expedition into the woods, here’s what I felt:

She needs the outside world with all its stimulating excitement, opportunities to run madly long distances, and to sit in the grass, and to ground with the earth.

She needs to explore.

She loves the wind in her fur, the cacophony of smells, the constant movement of things, and the nearly infinite number and variety of sounds.

The artificial environment of an inside world is just too boring – too stultifying for her even with Starlight for a playmate.

There’s just no way I can make up for what’s naturally outside.  Her feline senses have been well designed and crave the stimulation the out of doors offers.

I wrestled with this issue long and hard, and I thought about the older cats and what they had taught me.

Photo of Sakhara.Sakhara had spent the first years of her life before she came to me going outside.  She told me later in her life that being confined to the house affected her mental and physical health negatively.

When I started letting her go outside a few years ago, she and Hattie became friends.  Hattie gave her and Violet a tour of the woods right behind the house. 

Sakhara never went out of the yard and wooded area where I could see her. 

She was supremely happy and peaceful after each time she went out.

Cats cleans their digestive system by eating grass and vomiting, so going outside is important for health in that regard as well.  Sakhara had a lot of digestive issues, and eating grass really helped her.

 

Magnificent VioletViolet had wanted to go out as a kitten, but never broke out of the house to get there. 

She adapted well to being indoors, although she told someone in an Animal Communication workshop that she was “going to court” when she was a kitten because I would let her outside.

When I began letting Sakhara out in the yard, Violet went, too.  She mostly sat on the stoop in the sun or walked around the yard.

 

Starlight is a true innocent with no experience being a cat. 

Starlight, as her name implies, is not easily grounded.  Being outside in the yard helps her ground.

 She goes out in a harness with a lead. 

She eats grass, chases my lunge whip as a very long snake, and generally like to sniff things.

Will Starlight tolerate Melissa going out loose and accept that she, herself, does not?

A turning point – an experiment begins.

If I want Melissa to be a happy cat, I have to make some changes in her lifestyle.

Melissa is a jungle kitty who is miserable unless she gets outside to run around, explore, climb trees, and hunt.

If this is what it takes to make her happy and keep her fit, then so be it.

I will love her with an open hand and an open heart.

I will move out of fear and into love without restrictions or conditions of any kind.

I will no longer try to turn Melissa into something she isn’t.

I will honor her choices, while at the same time do my best to teach her what I’ve learned from Hattie about being safe outside.

I will supervise, as best I can, when she’s out there, and encourage her to learn what she needs to learn to be safe.

I will do my best to limit the hours of her excursions to broad daylight, and times I can be on the alert.

Night, dawn, and dusk are when predators hunt, so she won’t be allowed out during those times.

If she lives a short life, I will accept that without blaming myself or feeling guilty.

I will know that she was supremely happy and lived the life she chose.

The “call of the wild” was answered, and the experiment began.

 

Our Animals Are Constantly Giving Us Gifts

December 4, 2017 by  
Filed under Animals and Nature Kingdoms, New Posts

What Gifts Are You Receiving?

Melissa Playing.

Melissa Playing.

I used to think that when my animals were “bugging” me to get my attention, it was because they wanted or needed attention.

Then I realized that they were trying to get me away from my computer or whatever else I was doing because I was the one who needed a break and some loving attention.

I used to think that when my animals snuggled under the covers at night, they were trying to keep themselves warm.

Then I realized that they were also doing their best to keep me warm and help me feel connected with them.

I used to think that when the name of one of my animals popped into my head, I was experiencing something in the external world that made me think of that animal.

Then I realized that I was thinking about the animal because she was thinking about me and speaking to me telepathically.

These realizations made me laugh at myself. 

I had to expand my perceptions and

my interpretations of them to

fully grasp the gifts I was receiving.

Melissa wrestling a towel.

It’s fun to wrestle a towel.

Our animals are constantly giving us gifts.

We are in true partnership with our animals. They do their best to assist us to come into balance and harmony.

Every time we feed them, we are also feeding ourselves.

Every time we cuddle with them, we are receiving their love.

When they jump into our laps to be brushed or have their back scratched, they are giving us an opportunity to share in their pleasure.

They remind us daily how important it is to have a connection with nature.

For some of us, our animal companions are central to maintaining a connection with the natural world.

Having this connection is critical for us.

So many people seem to have forgotten about nature.  They think and act as if nature exists only for humans to take from, to manipulate, and to hold our trash.

Our lives are out of balance.

Our relationships are out of balance.

Our bodies are out of balance.

Our spirits, our Souls, are also out of balance.

How can we begin to restore balance?

Here’s one way to get started.

Melissa posing.

Melissa posing.

  • Look deeply into your animal companion’s eyes.
  • Regardless of species, recognize that this is an intelligent, loving being.
  • Be fully present with your animal companion.
  • Observe your animal companion.
    • Notice what he is doing.
    • Watch her breathe.
    • Watch him sleep.
    • Watch her play.
    • Watch him meditate.
  • Whatever the animal is doing, watch without judgment, without trying to figure anything out.
    • Can you FEEL what your animal is feeling?
  • After about 10 minutes, notice your own breath.
    • How are you breathing?
    • Is your breathe synchronized with your animal’s?
    • Notice how you feel emotionally?
    • Has anything changed within you?

If you do this exercise a few times, you may begin to feel a stronger connection with your animal.

You may also discover that some of what you thought you “knew” about them is exactly the opposite of what is true.

Then you can say, “I used to think . . . but now I know . . .” and have a little laugh at yourself.

Then you can more fully appreciate all the subtle and precious gifts they gift you.

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