Starlight Travels – A Reincarnation Adventure

October 10, 2012 by  
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A Long Journey Home

September 30, 2012

“Starlight at 9 weeks.”

Starlight began her journey to Connecticut from her birthplace in Virginia on Saturday morning, September 30, 2012.  I spoke to her telepathically when I got into bed the night before and explained that she would be coming to me the next day.  “Be sure to say goodbye to your parents, aunties, siblings, and cousins,” I told her.  “It’s going to be a long trip, but you’ll be in good hands and very safe.”

Starlight seemed very excited and I suggested she get as much sleep as possible.  I knew that I would have trouble sleeping myself, but I did the best I could.  I had spent most of the week preparing for her arrival and I was eager for Saturday’s adventures to begin.

We were very blessed to have good friends who would receive Starlight into their care from Mary at Reprise Siamese in Virginia.  Muffy and Jay, and their dog, Brin, would bring little Starlight to Newburgh, NY, where Lin, another good friend, and I would meet them.

Soon after setting out with Starlight, Muffy called to say that they were safely on the way north.  Starlight seemed to be talking non-stop in feline Siamese, with a broad vocabulary of vocalizations.  Muffy wanted met to speak with Starlight, as she seemed unable to settle down.  A quick telepathic conversation in which I reassured Starlight that she was on her way to me, and Starlight immediately relaxed.  Muffy is still amazed that the conversational Starlight continued talking for the whole trip!

Muffy and Brin

Later on Muffy described that Starlight and Brin were instant friends – that Starlight wanted to get out of the carrier to play with Brin and Brin wanted to play with Starlight.  To keep everything quiet, Brin rode in the front seat while Muffy rode in the back with Starlight.  Brin was on her best behavior, keeping barking to a minimum.

I had promised Brin a toy if she was very good with the kitten on board, and Brin had telepathically helped me choose one for her while I was in Petco buying cat litter.  So Brin was highly motivated.  Of course, I had told Brin that Muffy would have to give permission for this, while in the meantime, we chose a toy of all natural fibers.

When we all met in Newburgh, I quickly checked in with Muffy.  Had Brin earned her reward?  YES!!  Muffy reported later that Brin was totally delighted with her reward and played with it all the way home to upstate New York.

Starlight had been traveling since about 8 a.m. that morning, and we didn’t arrive at my house until about 8:30 p.m.  This was a very long day for a very young kitten – a baby, really.  Despite having food and water available inside her travel chariot, Starlight had eaten only a very tiny can of cat food all day.  She was still wide-eyed and eager with anticipation, full of energy and wanting desperately to get out of the carrier.

Of course, feline introductions had to precede any release from the travel chariot.  Violet and Sakhara had been preparing for Starlight’s arrival throughout her first 9 weeks of life, but until cats actually meet, one doesn’t really know how they will react.[1]  So I decided it was only fair to give everyone a chance to say hello with Starlight contained and safe.

In 1999, when Violet had in arrived at my home as a 9-week old Reprise kitten, Sakhara, who had been with me only a few weeks herself, had immediately welcomed her with open paws and a thorough face-washing. [2]

Violet as a kitten – 1999

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Sakhara

Sakhara and I found each other through the Humane Society, and she had just finished raising her own litter and fostering a few more.  (Sakhara’s first meeting with Violet is described in detail in the article, Violet Returns.)     Now at age 14, I had no idea what Sakhara would do with a new baby, especially as when I suggested she could mother Starlight, I had heard a definite, “No.”

As for Violet, I also had no way of predicting her reaction.  Due to an unfortunate travel accident about 10 days earlier in which Violet’s carrier had fallen off the back car seat onto the floor, Violet had sustained a shock and a nasty jar to her head and neck.  I was sure that she needed a some chiropractic.  She had been growling and hissing and was uncomfortable being touched, and despite my best efforts to get her a treatment quickly, she was still waiting for her appointment when Starlight arrived.

So Violet wasn’t exactly in the best frame of mind.  It became obvious that these two could not be allowed to get together when Violet began stalking the carrier that I had set on the living room floor, shrieking like an attacking bobcat.   After two approaches and two retreats, Violet stayed on the other side of the room to give Sakhara her turn.

Sakhara jumped up on a chair that was near the carrier, looked down from this position of dominance in the feline world, and hissed and spit 4 times at Starlight.

Little Starlight was thunder struck by all this.  Tiny, tired, a bit confused, and now quite frightened, she was trembling.

I picked up the carrier immediately and announced that Starlight would have her own private chambers where she would be very, very safe.  Violet kept hissing and spitting at Sakhara and myself, so I quickly grabbed the cat carrier and took Starlight upstairs.

While trying to reassure Starlight, I began setting up the space to accommodate her.  There was already a litterbox there, so I let Starlight out to stretch her legs while I quickly got the smallest cuddle cup and a warm throw from downstairs, some dishes and a can of cat food.  By the time I had the room in order, I discovered that Starlight was hiding.  Where had this talkative kitten gone?

Thank goodness she IS talkative.  All I had to do was ask, “Starlight, where are you?” and she would make mewling sounds that I could follow.

I discovered her behind a large and extremely heavy mirror that was just resting against the wall.  My heart in my mouth, I tried to get Starlight out without frightening her more or allow the mirror to slip.

Stalight ran and crawled up into the baseboard radiator!!

Can you imagine how tiny this kitten was that she could crawl up into a baseboard?  The one in her room goes around a corner and that’s where she got up on top of the pipe and got stuck.  It took all my training in Ascension preparations to stay calm.   I knew that if I got upset, she’d really freak out.  I also knew there is no way to take apart a baseboard radiator without making a big noisy racket.  My goal was speed, not quiet.  I HAD to get that kitten out FAST!!

In less than 30 seconds, Starlight was released and running across the room.  My dear little brave Starlight.  I knew I had to get hold of her immediately and she is the quickest little girl on 4 legs.

Miraculously, I caught her, sat down on the floor, grabbed the bottle of Rescue Remedy, held her gently but firmly against my heart, opened my heart center, and began making calming noises as I stroked and reassured her that she was completely safe.  I apologized for all the uproar and waited for her to calm down and stop shaking.  I kept putting more and more Rescue Remedy on her as I stroked and talked to her.  She was shivering.

I finally got Starlight settled for the night.  It was now midnight.  I had been up since about 4 a.m.  Starlight was here and safe, if a little shaken up.  She had eaten a bit, but hadn’t really urinated or moved her bowels the entire day.  Still, she settled into her new bed and I turned out the lights.

Downstairs, Violet was prowling around snarling and hissing.  I still had to go down and settle her and Sakhara for the night.  Fortunately, I had arranged for a neighbor to feed them at 5 p.m., but they really hadn’t eaten much.  So I spent some time with them before going to bed.  I turned up the heat  to make sure Starlight was going to be warm enough, as the weather here in Connecticut had suddenly turned very cool.  Autumn had arrived in the middle of all the excitement.

On Monday morning I would call the chiropractic veterinarian and get the first appointment they had for Violet.  I was certain that she must be in constant pain to have completely “lost it” when meeting Starlight.  She wasn’t letting me go anywhere near her and it was totally out of character for her to be so upset with Sakhara.

I set the intention that Sunday would be a much calmer day.  Saturday had actually been an amazing, miraculous day, albeit exhausting for the entire family.  I went to bed happy and tuned into the energies of my 3 beautiful cats, listening for the baby cries of an upset kitten.  Fortunately, Starlight and I slept for the next 4 hours.

The adventure continues . . . .  Stay tuned.

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[1]  Domestic felines of all breeds are most like lions in their family relationships and natures.  While sisters and aunts will share the care of the young, an outsider who smells different because of diet and genetics is fair game to kill.  When a new lion king wins the pride, he immediately kills all the kittens to bring the females into heat so his gene pool can begin creating new cubs.

Smell is the primary sense used to identify who is “family” and who is “enemy.”  Even though Starlight had ridden in a carrier on an old tee shirt of mine that had my scent along with Violet’s and Sakhara’s, clearly that was not be enough to overcome the scent of a different gene pool and a very different diet.

To me Starlight had a rather milky aspect to her scent – that of a nursing baby – and if my relatively weaker nose could smell the difference between her, eating canned food, and my two older gals who eat raw food, to my cats she must really smell foreign.

[2] Sakhara’s willingness to adopt kittens who had lost their mothers and who were not related to her at all is quite extraordinary for a mother cat.  I don’t know if she was given babies while her own were still nursing or after they were weaned, but the Humane Society had asked a lot of her and sweet, loving, generous gal that she is, Sakhara had given her all.  Still, this is most unusual.  I suspect if she had not been grieving all those kittens her attitude towards Violet when she arrived at 9 weeks of age might not have been so generous.

Pick a Color – A Reincarnation Adventure

September 17, 2012 by  
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Last Saturday afternoon, I walked into a UPS Store, cat carrier in hand.  It was filled with goodies – a tiny litter box, foam cushions, a tee shirt smelling of Nedda, Violet, and Sakhara, flower essences for a calm journey, plastic dishes for cat food and water, and a catnip gifts for momma, poppa, aunts, siblings and cousins.  The people in the store looked at me a bit oddly until I explained that I was not planning to ship a live animal by UPS.

So Star’s travel chariot is on it’s way to Star, who will get to try it out on the last weekend of this month.  Am I excited.  Definitely!

At the same time, I find that I’m also grieving Echo’s passing again – some lingering sadness and loss.  I’ve spent a bit of time thinking about other losses – other goodbyes I’ve said in the last few years.  It’s a very healing process, although definitely unexpected.

On Sunday evening, Mary from Reprise Siamese called.  I asked her if we knew what color Star will turn out to be, and she laughed.  “It’s really impossible to tell.  This little girl keeps changing colors.  I don’t dare tell you a color because it can be different tomorrow.”

That really surprised me, but Mary explained that it can happen that a Siamese cat will not settle on a color for quite some time.  “We once had a kitten we were certain was going to be Blue Point (dark grey legs, ears, mask, and body hair tips).  That one finally decided to be Chocolate Point (light brown in all the aforementioned locations).  So Star’s color will be a surprise.”

Somehow this doesn’t surprise me.  One of the Nature Spirits I’ve worked with in the past is Spirit of Horse, who appears as a stallion and looks iridescent to me.  I once asked about that, and he showed me that he is constantly changing colors, but so rapidly that in my mind’s eye he appears iridescent.

Echo, herself, was flea-bitten grey, which means she had mostly white hairs on her body with tiny brown freckles.  In the summer she got darker – had more brown hairs.  In the fall, when she grew her winter coat, she had more white hairs and got lighter.

I’ve had conversations with many, many animals over the years.  Some prefer to incarnate into specific species and some prefer specific breeds within certain species.  Some even prefer specific colors because the frequencies of different colors have different energies.  That makes sense, since color is energy, just like everything else.

So Star is experimenting with different color schemes.  It makes me smile. . . and I guess I’ll have to take lots of photos when she arrives so we can all watch her change colors.

Maybe I should have a contest so we can each guess what color she’ll end up?

While Waiting – A Reincarnation Adventure

September 7, 2012 by  
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In the last 2 weeks since I’ve posted about Echo’s reincarnation into a kitten named Star, I’ve become very excited about her impending arrival.   I’ve focused as much as I can on getting ready without trying to rush things forward.

When we ask the universe to step in and arrange things and then get of the way, the universe arranges everything to perfection.  This may be difficult for us humans to believe, but I have found it to be so, over and over again.

I asked the universe to make travel arrangements for Star so I wouldn’t have to drive a 20 hour round trip to Reprise Siamese Cattery in Virgina to pick her up.  For a while it seemed that I’d have to drive half-way there and back, 10- hours round trip.  Then the universe really showed off.  Turns out that some good friends are traveling from South Carolina to upstate New York the weekend of September 29.  Perfect timing.  When I asked if their travel plans went anywhere near the cattery and whether they would be willing to bring Star to New York, everything began to shift into perfect alignment.  So Star will be coming most of the way with dear, loving, capable friends and I’ll be able to meet her in New York, driving only 3 hours or so each way.

I asked the universe if there was someone who could do the driving with me to New York, and I immediately remembered someone with whom I’d driven a long trip once before who is a safe and competent driver, a delightful person to spend time with, and a light worker as well.  Turns out she’s available and excited about doing the trip with me.  Perfection again!

Star’s Chariot

I asked the universe to help me find a way to get a litter box that will fit into a large cat carrier, and it showed me a website where people had designed a litter box for one of their cats who travels with them frequently.  The instructions were all on the site, so Star now has a cozy carrier with litter box built in and plenty of space to cuddle up and rest on the trip.

Apparently, Violet is in charge of inspecting the travel arrangements:

Violet puts her scent of approval on the chariot.

During the last 2 weeks, Echo has shown up about 3 times in her spirit body to say “Hi.”   She’s always in horse form, but her energy seems finer – thinner – lighter.  She says this is because she is focused on being in the kitten body and on figuring it all out.  It’s sweet of her to check in with me.  I always love it when she stops by, if only for a few moments.

One day I walked into my bedroom and discovered Sakhara sitting on the bed facing Violet, who sitting on the floor.  They were looking at each other intently, clearly having a conversation.

“A family conference?” I inquired.

“Not exactly,” was the reply.  “You’re not invited.”  (This gives me a laugh.  Like I need an invitation???  My cats know me well and say exactly what they mean.  My feelings weren’t hurt, but my curiosity was burning.)

I asked why I wasn’t invited to this clearly important conversation.  Neither cat would tell me.  So I asked one of my animal communication professional mentees to see if she could coax a bit of information out of either cat.

Turns out Violet and Sakhara were discussing what to teach Star about being a cat.  Sakhara, who is very grounded and understands the importance of grounding, felt that Star was having trouble grounding and that this was the most important thing she needed to learn at the time.  Violet, on the other hand, felt that it’s more important as a cat to be able to run, leap, and fly around, and she wanted Star’s training to focus on that aspect of feline life.

I was just as happy not to be involved in these discussions.   Since I completely trust both my feline companions to do the task of teaching Star what she needs to learn, I was happy to have my curiosity satisfied and to mind my own business thereafter.

Since then, Sakhara as been good enough to share that Star is coming along very well.  She requests that I continue being patient.  I’m doing the best I can.  It’s difficult – but I have lots of other things to do, like figure out where to put more litter boxes, with feline approval of course. 😉

More to come,
Nedda

Patience Is Essential – A Reincarnation Adventure

August 23, 2012 by  
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I spoke with the people at Reprise Siamese last night.  The mysteries of Echo’s return still abound.

For one thing, old bloodline Siamese kittens mature slowly, so that even at 4 weeks of age, the sexes and colors of these kittens are still uncertain.  There is definitely 1 female, but there might be 2 more.  The color of the female is still uncertain, too.

It’s hard to imagine that I’ll be bringing home a kitten in just 4 more weeks, and it may not be until the very last week that we know which one is coming.

So – patience is the name of the game.  Still the questions abound.

  • If the female isn’t Seal Point, and she might not be, then did Echo get the color wrong, or did I?
  • OR – is Echo actually in a male body, and we don’t know that yet?
  • How do we for sure go about identifying this kitten?

In my past experiences with clients and with Violet’s arrival, I have always said that the most important thing is sensing the energy – the consciousness of the spirit.  That’s the only way to know for certain.

Of course, I plan to have a conversation with the kitten before we all get in the car.  That will be how I personally am sure.  And because the folks at Reprise Siamese are so psychically aware, they will be observing and looking for signs, both subtle and mundane.

So what I am absolutely certain of is that

  • this will all fall into place perfectly, and
  • I must be patient.

As for photos, the folks at Reprise are having technical issues with their computer and are focused on cat and kitten care, which is absolutely Number One Priority for them, which is exactly as it should be.  So those of you who are hungry for pictures will just have to join me in learning patience.

Namaste,
Nedda

“Echo. I come.” A Reincarnation Adventure.

August 12, 2012 by  
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"Echo. I come."

Sunday Morning – July 15, 2012 – as I prepare to take a walk, the spirit of Echo, who had been my Arabian horse companion for 22 years and who has been in spirit since 1998, popped in to say she’d like to chat.  We often chat on walks, but Echo had not requested a conversation this way ever in the last 14 years.

So I headed out the door to walk through my quiet, wooded neighborhood, delighted, as always, to speak with Echo.

Usually, on walks, Echo shows up after I’ve already left the house.  She gallops past me in her spirit body, looking much like she did when she was a young and fit Arabian mare.  She’ll often gallop far into the distance, mane and tail flying, and then turn and trot back, settling down beside me for an affectionate visit.  Echo used to wiggle her nose against my neck, much as a horse would groom another horse friend, and when she does that in her spirit form, I can feel it.

This visit was different.  Echo walked beside me as I went down the driveway, around the bend, and onto the next street.  I’m was bursting with curiosity because – well – this was definitely different!

“I’m coming back,” Echo announced.

“OK.  You do remember that I can’t have a horse right now, so if you plan to be a horse, you’ll be with someone else,” I reminder her.

“I’m coming as a cat.” Echo said, as if she were saying, “Nice day today.”

“I’m coming through the same cattery that Violet came through.  I’ll be a female and Seal Point.”

[For those of you who’d like to read about Violet’s arrival at Reprise Siamese,  you can read the whole story in Violet Returns.]

“Echo, have you ever been a feline before?”

“No.  I think it will be interesting and fun.”

“You realize,” I continued, “that cats are predators.  They eat meat.  Their bodies are very small – much smaller than the one you had last time as a horse.”

“Yes, I’ve considered all that,” Echo replied.  “It’s time for me to be with you again and since you can’t or won’t have a horse, then I’m coming in a form that you CAN have.  Remember that I always wanted to be in the house with you or at least on the same property.  This will make that possible.  Besides, it’s a great adventure.  And you need me, especially as we move into the shift and the New Earth.”

“Well.”  I responded.  “We need a family conference.”

Violet and Sakhara in meditation.

With everyone telepathically connected, I shared Echo’s announcement with Violet and Sakhara.

Sakhara –  “Hmm.  Well … this could be interesting.”  [Curious and considering the possibility of another cat.]

Violet  – [Silence . . . colored by a sense of reluctance and unhappiness.]

I turned to Echo and said, “I’m not sure this is going to work out for a whole variety of reasons.”

Echo responded:  “I’m coming.  It’s decided.”  And she left.

* * * * *

For the next week to 10 days, I was on an emotional roller coaster.  I couldn’t imagine Echo as a cat, Siamese or otherwise.  I could somehow think of all the reasons why this wouldn’t work, and I couldn’t get excited about it.

I felt overwhelmed and exhausted.  Part of this was a detox I was experiencing from allergy elimination treatments for mold.  Part of it was that 3-D habit of finding the negative in everything.  Part of it was that human reluctance to accept change.  Part of it was . . . well, there were lots of parts.  Thank God for good friends and flower essences!!

Sakhara.

Meanwhile, Sakhara, who had had a litter of kittens before coming to live with me and who had helped raise Violet from a kitten, was growing to like the idea.  She sensed Echo’s incredibly high and gentle energy, and decided Echo would make a good addition to the family.  She even decided it might be fun to have another kitten to help raise.

Both my feline friends work very hard to support me and my/our service to humanity.  They each work differently, and they also work together.  Sakhara has strong Earth Mother energy and is very grounded most of the time.  She once showed someone a picture of herself with a tether tied around her middle and me attached to this line floating high above her like a helium balloon.   Clearly she helps keep me grounded.  Sakhara also helps with clients and teaches in my Animal Communication classes.

Violet

Violet is also a powerful healer who works with Violet Ray frequencies.  After a number of very difficult lifetimes as cats, she came into this life to be immersed in Love while in physical.  Over the last 13 years, Violet has been working on past life issues with me while simultaneously teaching in my classes and holding/grounding higher frequencies on the planet.  Violet meditates daily and encourages me to do the same.  She has a wry sense of humor and can make me laugh uproariously.

Violet is not big into sharing, either me or her home.  So I was very concerned that she accept Echo’s coming.   She has a strong need to be in control of her life (mirror, mirror), and I’ve seen her  make herself very sick and even die when she felt she couldn’t be in control or have her way.

* * * * *

So I called one of my human friends, and told her what was going on.  She sensed that Echo was coming very quickly and I had no time to mess around.  She urged me to check in with the people at Reprise Siamese.  So I called them on Friday of that week.  I had a delightful conversation with Adele, one of the staff whom I had met when Violet came through 13 years ago.

Reprise Siamese is a very loving place where each cat and kitten are handled and loved so deeply that it reverberates throughout the house.  Adele is psychic and is open to hearing things like, “My horse is coming back as a cat and tells me she plans to come through your cattery.”

Adele was excited by my news.  She told me that one of their young “queens” was due to have kittens the following week.  I was stunned.  The “great coincidence center in the sky” was lining everything up.  The felines at this cattery tend to have 5-7 kittens, even in a first litter.  And the new mother-to-be was Seal Point, which is a very dominant color genetically.  Adele and I talked for nearly an hour and when I got off the phone, I was certain that Echo was very likely to be in the litter that was due to arrive.

* * * * *

The following weekend, I left a phone message at Reprise Siamese asking whether the litter had been born.  On Tuesday or Wednesday of the following week, Adele called me.  Sure enough, that Friday, July 27, there were 6 new babies at Reprise – and at first glance, it appeared that 3 are female.

But the most interesting part of this saga is that Adele had received a message from Echo either the Friday of the birthing or the very next day.  As she described it, she heard the name “Echo” and then felt a sensation that she interpreted as, “I come.”

This aligned with some things I had experienced on the Saturday after the birth.

First, I heard, “Am I blind?”  “Newborn kittens eyes are closed for the first few weeks.” I responded.   Foals (newborn horses) are born with their eyes open and have to stand almost immediately and be able run soon after.  This is one of the differences between predator and prey babies.

Then, I sensed, “I have fingers” – definitely not a hoof, here, as Echo noticed the differences in her new paws.

When I tried to speak with Echo, she didn’t respond.  Sometimes I don’t sense her presence at all, and other times I can feel her focused in on learning to be inside and to manage a kitten body.

Later in the same day I was shown a picture of all the cats – a blue point (Violet), a cameo colored British Short Hair (Sakhara), and a seal point (Echo) all curled up together in a triangle of support and harmony.

Stay tuned for the rest of this reincarnation adventure.

Namaste,
Nedda