Saying ok was the easy part. Actually starting was a completely different matter. I found myself in a foreign country with no road map and no human mentor. The animals became my teachers. Every time I thought I needed to go to another workshop, after the first one, the horses would show me “you hear us clearly”. From their point of view I got what they wanted me to know and it was that simple.
And so the journey began with me coming out of the closet and letting people know I could communicate with animals. The Universe threw me in at the deep end. I didn’t start with things like, what color collar does Fluffy want. My first three cases were with critically ill animals and they all died. I started out right away with what would become half of the work I ended up doing, working with dying animals.
The learning curve was steep. The first big lesson was to understand I was using telepathy, that I actually was working mind to mind with an animal. I could see their pictures and I have the ability to send pictures back. In doing this I had to differentiate between an animal’s thoughts and my thoughts. What did my thoughts feel like? What did my emotions feel like? There were times when I thought I was just making it all up and that I was crazy and delusional.
The next two discoveries were; I had to park my ego, and put my beliefs aside. On ego; I could not take myself too seriously, if I did it clouded the work and made it not clean. My beliefs did not count. An animals belief system is very different from a humans. I learned how very important it was for me to be a clear, clean vessel the animals thoughts came through. Also, no matter what an animal showed me I was honor bound to relay that uncut, uncensored, unedited to the animals human.
The animals made it very clear to me if I did not tell the human exactly what that animal wanted their human to know, then the animals would stop telling me anything. They held my feet to the fire on this one. This was not some la la walk in the park, the job came with a great deal of responsibility whether I liked it or not.
The fourth lesson was; animals do not communicate all the time. Humans are like chatty Kathy. I would find myself struggling not getting anything, thinking I was doing something wrong. I was with a horse one day and working hard to get what the horse was telling me. This horse turned and looked at me and bam I got it, he had nothing to communicate. Animals don’t communicate all the time and I was driving this horse nuts pushing my pictures on him. Animals only communicate when they have something they want me to know, period! I thanked this horse; he gave me a gift that took a lot of pressure off me.
The next two pieces were; I had to be quiet in my mind and quiet in my emotions. If I was in what I call “busy brain” I was not going to hear anything except my own mind. On emotions, if I was in a highly emotional state, same thing. And as I discussed several posts ago, I was slamming that animal with my emotions.
The last and most important lesson; to ask for an animal’s permission before I opened up to them. I needed to be respectful of their being and I had no right to push myself on them. I actually knew this at the very beginning.
I did not learn all these things right away. It happened over a long period of time. I was truly blessed with the animals I came in contact with; they were wonderful teachers to a sometimes very slow student.