"I feel very blesssed to be able to bridge the gap between humans and animals, to bring about understanding, healing and growth. It is through this subtle communication that questions are answered, compromise is achieved and harmony restored.
Animals have so much to teach us, all we have to do is open our hearts and listen!"
A few years ago, if I told people that I had the ability to talk with the animals, I would probably be referred to as nice, but a little nuts. To this day, my family still refers to me as Debbie Doolittle, but thanks to the many pioneers of this vision, animal communication has become a respected means whereby people can gain a greater understanding of their animal companions.
How I got started:
A few friends of mine decided to take an animal communication workshop and asked me if I wanted to go. I must admit the thought of communicating with the animals seemed way too good to be true. I was skeptical that this was possible. I have memories as a kid sitting with a little shetland pony named Pierre, just waiting for him to verbally speak to me. I sat there for hours, thinking that if I waited long enough he would say something. Little did I know at the time, he was communicating with me, only not verbally, telepathically. Anyhow, back to the story.......so I decided to take the animal communication weekend workshop at Spring Farm Cares animal sanctuary in upstate New York.
During the class we were asked to walk out to the barn and begin communicating with the animals. Notebook in hand I headed out to the barn. When I entered, I saw a goat, front legs perched on top of his gate. As I approached him, I thought I heard "Don't ya think I'm handsome, handsome, handsome?" Hmmm, I thought....feels like I am making this up. Then I thought I heard "Your pants are funny". Yes, I thought to myself......what was I thinking wearing flowered stretch pants, what a fashion no no. And how embarrassing that my fashion sense is being ridiculed by a goat! I chuckled to myself, thinking this was all very amusing but has to be my imagination. Then what came next surprised me. I heard "So, what do you think of my ornaments?" Confused.....I wrote it down in my notebook. Then he said "move along, there are others who want to speak to me". "Ok" I said, and thanked him. I proceeded to communicate with a horse and duck, and then headed back to class.
The teacher asked us to share what communications we got with the animals. I told her about my interaction with Tyler the goat, how he was handsome and thought my pants were funny, and oh yeah, asked me what I thought of his ornaments. The teacher laughed, and said that the staff refers the hay and grass that hang from his horns are his ornaments. They tease him about it all the time. My jaw dropped. WOW, I didn't make this up!! I was a converted skeptic.
From that point forward I practiced daily, communicating with all types of animals in all types of situations. I made it my goal to learn as much as I could, so that I could someday help people and animals understand each other on a deeper level. I knew at that moment I had found my life purpose. My life was forever changed. Voices that once fell silent, could now be heard and understood.
IN LOVING MEMORY OF JIMMY JAMES JR.
You were my guardian and friend. I think of you and smile. You bring me so much joy and happiness. I watched you walk across the rainbow bridge with all the love in my heart bursting from inside. I tried hard to put aside my grief, knowing you had a bigger purpose to fulfill. I know we will be together again. I will walk proud and laugh often for you will always be in my heart. The time we had together was a gift, a treasure and a blessing. Until we meet again, I love you.
IN LOVING MEMORY OF MAMA KITTY
You will always be my beautiful sweet girl. Thank you for the sacrifices you made. You were a great mom and a wonderful teacher to all the students who wanted to learn more about animal communication and the depth of emotion animals have. I take comfort in knowing you are watching over us. I miss seeing your face each morning, your faint meows still ring in my ears.
Until we meet again, I love you.
IN LOVING MEMORY OF MISS SCARLET O'HARA (AKA - GIRLY)
Dear Scarlet you are perhaps the best huntress a cat could aspire to be. Not even bells around your neck could slow you down. You are a bright spririt, always full of love and spunk. I wish we had more time together on this earth plane, but I know you are doing just fine. I miss you, I love you and I am sorry. I miss our kitty kisses and when you would sit with me while I worked. I miss seeing you in the morning but I know you are never far. Until we meet again, I love you.
