I’ve recently been thinking about what it means to be an animal communicator. I’ve also started thinking about the pets I meet and the people who are trusting me to talk to them. I’ve always considered communicating with animals to be a great privilege and a great responsibility. I’ve never taken this work lightly. Nor have I ever assumed that the ability to communicate with animals is a separate part of my person that gets put on a shelf when not in use. Being in the present moment and participating in whatever is happening in the world around me at any given time is who I am and what is needed in order connect with the animal world. But it’s also what’s needed to really listen to and be open to the human world. I think of myself as a giant sponge… absorbing the feelings, ideas and words that surround me. By living my life in this manner, I find that I’m more able to hear, understand and accept possibilities that to some are impossible…like talking to animals.
When I talk to a pet, I hear words, see pictures and visualize thoughts. Someone’s furry friend is actually talking to me and telling me what’s on their mind. They are also revealing to me some very personal information about their life with their human. I’m privy to a variety of actions, words and secrets. While listening and participating in the conversation, I am aware that what this pet is telling me is very special and sacred to the moment and therefore goes no further than their human’s ears. It’s important to remember that our pets hear and see everything. Some pets have filters and will hesitate to talk about what they perceive to be a family secret. But most will reveal whatever is on their mind. That includes topics what their human would just as soon not have me know. I guess the moral of the story here is that when you ask an animal communicator to talk with your pet, be ready to have your entire life laid before you like a map with the routes to home marked in bright red.
I love communicating with animals. I love their honesty, their simple explanation of the world around them and the way they talk about the love they feel for their people. And even though I may talk to pets who are having a hard time fitting in to their families or are caught between partners who are going their separate ways, I still appreciate the level of emotion and struggle that pours out of them as they talk to me. My job is to listen. Sometimes I offer suggestions or ideas, but basically I’m there to gather information that will be passed on to the people who’ve charged me with this very important task. Therefore…my life must be lived in the present moment. That’s where our pets live. And actually, it’s not a bad place to hang your hat.
Blessings to you and your furry friends.