I've compiled some fun animal communication stories on a separate section of the website — enjoy Roxy, Romeo, and others' telepathized transmissions! Here's to Streaming Consciousness that connects us all ~ beyond time, 'death' — and to animals and critters!
YAY!
This Holiday eNewsletter is a reminder of how taking a look at the past can point you toward a much brighter future!
Louise's Thanksgiving eNewsletter features her new book, I'm Still In Here! — great stories from her work with caregivers who tend to those who can't communicate.
A student from my earliest classes in SoCA and a dear friend recently reminded me that in the late 1980s/ early 1990s, I reported 'seeing' future CA wildfires.
I seriously don't remember this. I guess I ought to ask my past-self, what else my future-self knows! ?
I typically do not receive ominous, forbidding, or future disaster impressions in consultations — EXCEPT — when I consult for my client who works for FEMA.
It seems as though the veil between the physical and non-physical is getting thinner, if not coming down altogether! Loved ones feel as though they're right there in the (virtual) room when they participate in consultations and transmit messages to my clients. Recently, a (non-physical) father literally ran the whole show!
The Dad confirmed knowing that my client thinks of him whenever she feeds her fish (he'd given her the fish tank) and applauded the recent award for her art, pointing to it on her wall and drawing my attention to 'the certificate' nearby.
This effect is a fascinating phenomenon. It reminds me (on a much smaller scale) of the way I encourage clients to 'zoom out' for an expanded perspective on things by viewing the larger landscape of their lives. AND THIS — reminds me of the dear gal who took the amazing photo of ✨'Tink.'✨? 'Inky' has an incredible sense of AWE about nearly everything in life!
Carl's mother contacted me for periodic phone consultations with her son during his prison incarceration. He was serving seven years for two counts of a DUI causing death, the incident in question having occurred when he was in college. I followed the prescribed protocol and would wait for the call come in. The pre-recorded announcement was the same each time — the call was originating from a prison; it would be monitored; it would disconnect in 20 minute intervals, and then I’d get another callback.
