Alright, friends... several of you have expressed an interest in my pet psychic abilities. Yes, I'm new at this, and yes, I'm still working on developing them, but yes, I do seem to be able to communicate with animals.
One of the things that Debbie stressed at our workshop was that psychic awareness is like a muscle... you must use it to keep it strong. So I'm very VERY happy to get any experience that I can, and I'm very, very happy to read anyone's animal that I can. But there are a couple of rules that I'll insist on for now. THE FIRST RULE is this: I will not yet read animals that I know well. In the beginning stages of learning to tune into animals' communications, it is of utmost importance that I don't allow what I know of an animal to cloud the information I'm receiving from them. So I'll need to stick to critters that I don't know well. I'll do ones that I've met, as long as I don't know them well enough to know their daily habits or their personality very well. THE SECOND RULE is this: I will want feedback, and I'll expect for you to tell me me what I get right, and what I get wrong. Some things you won't know, of course, but if there's anything you can verify as right or wrong I want to know. You won't hurt my feelings by telling me I got something wrong! You'll just give me an opportunity to learn that I'm interpreting things incorrectly, as often animals send images instead of words, and some things are up for interpretation.
So here's what I need from you. Please tell me the following:
Animal's name
Animal's location (city, state, and country, if you're outside the US)
Animal's sex
Animal's approximate age
Then, I'd love a list of your questions! Here's a list of common questions that I pulled off of Debbie's website:
* How does your body feel - does anything hurt?
* How do you like your barn, kennel, trainer, rider, pet sitter etc.?
* Do you have a message or any advice for me?
* How does your saddle, blanket, bit, collar, shoes, etc. feel?
* Do you have any advice on how I ride, train, communicate, etc.?
* What are some of you likes?
* What are some of your dislikes?
* What is your purpose?
* What do you like about me?
* What can I do better?
* Do you like showing, racing, jumping, visiting...
* What do you think of your stable mates, neighbors, house mates, etc...
* Does my animal want a companion?
* Is my animal ready to pass over?
* You can also use this time to convey a message or information to your animal(s).
Questions aren't required, but so far I feel like they help me connect and help the animal communicate with me. If you don't send me questions, I'll ask some of these same ones myself, just for verification purposes.
Probably the best way to get this information to me is via email. Please send it to MelodyRoseAnimalCommunicator @ gmail.com. I do have several requests, and I’ll take them in the order that I receive them, so please be patient. I want to give your animal all of the attention and focus that he/she deserves and I won’t skimp on their reading.
Thanks for giving me the opportunity to do this! I appreciate your patience and your help in this process.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Saturday, January 9, 2010
The Italian Stallion
Oh yes, and somehow I forgot to mention something incredibly important in my former post. When talking to another lady at the workshop, Plymouth told her (in NO uncertain terms): "I don't like the name Plymouth. I'd rather be called Roooccckkkyy Bal- boooaaaaaa.
(How could I make something like this up?)
(How could I make something like this up?)
KimTime and the Pet Psychic Weekend
Well hello, old friends. Golly it’s been a while since I’ve spewed my guts to a pink blog. But this is a great weekend to do so.
Due to working too much and getting into overtime at work, I was given the gift of having to leave at 4:30pm on Friday. This was an outstanding this because I was heading out of town for two very important things: first, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to do a weekend study intensive with renowned pet psychic, Debbie McGillivray. See animaltelepathy.com for more information. Opportunity number two? Some much-needed KimTime.
I stopped at home after work to change clothes and grab my stuff, then got on the road. I mostly beat traffic, too. It started to get dark as I reached the southwest side of town and started to get out of the city limits. It was then that I remembered that it’s been roughly 10 years since I spent nearly any time driving on two-lane roads after dark. And I hate it. Thankfully, in the 70 miles between southwest Austin and Comfort, TX, not a single soul ended up on the road behind me. And that’s good. Because I was going 40.
As I drove out through the country I noticed how black the night sky was, and how many stars there were. I haven’t seen a sky like that in a long time. I don’t even usually see that in Canada because I never take the time to go out on the lake and lay in the boat after dark to look at it. We can’t see a lot of the sky from the campground because we’re in a circle of trees that block most of it out. Curtis invites me sometimes, but I never want to go. I’m usually always well tucked-in for the evening by the time he thinks of it. I usually go to bed pretty early in Canada, too.
Speaking of my darling husband, as I was driving through the black and deserted Texas prairie I thought to myself, “if Curtis were here, what would he do?” After searching for 30 minutes or so for a safe place, I pulled my car over to the side of the road and did what Curtis would’ve done. I killed the engine, shut off the lights, and got out of the car. I walked to the back of the car to lean on the trunk and slowly looked up at the stars. The sky was like something you’d see in a planetarium… I don’t think I’ve ever been out in such open country on so dark a night. The moon was nowhere to be found; millions of stars were looking down at me. It’s a shame that they watch over me so faithfully and ignore them every single day. I saw the Milky Way galaxy, and Orion’s belt was pointing to a little cluster of stars with which I’m unfamiliar… anyone into astronomy? Before long the sounds of the traffic miles away in Boerne died down, and the chilly breeze that was chapping my cheeks went away. All of a sudden everything was quiet. And not just quiet, but silent. Dead silent. This is the part where my appreciation for nature and the things that my husband has taught me flew out the window. All I could think of is all of those slasher films I’ve seen over the years, and that there is always dead silence before the guy comes out of the woods with a knife, or a chainsaw. SO I very bravely turned and walked to my driver’s side door, got into the car and hit the door lock button about 5 times, just to be sure. Then I put it in Drive and floored it out of there.
I arrived at The Executive Inn in Comfort, TX around 7:15pm, with plenty of time to find some dinner and load in. I loaded in first, then realized that there was no deadbolt on my door! No thanks, Mr. Motel. So I moved to another room. This one has a fully intact deadbolt, and is just like the other. The rooms are huge; it was $49.95 for a king-sized bed, with room on the floor to sleep about 10 people in sleeping bags. It’s even pet-friendly! Alas, I have no pets in tow. What a lovely evening full of KimTime I had. I lounged around in my pajamas, curled up in my down comforter that I brought, and enjoyed the free wi-fi. I also wrote an incredibly long blog post which my computer deleted. I’ve basically replicated it above.
This morning I went to my workshop. I met Debbie and the other folks at the conference. There were 9 of us total. We worked through the morning discussing the psychic process and how to develop it, and in the afternoon we did several readings. First we worked on Debbie’s own animals (who have become great animal teachers for her, and who are good at hand-holding with new people learning how to do readings.) The key when learning is to have someone available who can verify what you’re getting, so that you know you’re actually connecting with the right animal. We began by looking at a photo of Debbie’s boxer, Lucky. She asked us to connect with her energy and talk to her for a while, and then we’d all get back together and share what we thought we had learned about Lucky. Well it didn’t take me 30 seconds to discover that Lucky is a sassy, dominant lady. She’s a very in-your-face kind of dog who does NOT like to be ignored. She prefers sleeping on her dog bed, second only to mom and dad’s bed, and she is the boss of the house. All of which Debbie confirmed to be true. We each read several more animals and I did well, if I do say so myself. One of which is a beautiful little kitten named Mirabella that Debbie just adopted; she’s around 3 months old and has lost her eyes. She’s completely blind. Mirabella told me that she remembered being able to see at one time, but everything was pretty hazy, and then her eyes just quit working. Debbie confirmed that that was accurate. (GROSS ALERT** skip to the next paragraph if you think you’re going to get grossed out about how she lost her eyes.) Someone had dropped off a litter of kittens in Debbie’s barn and all had very severe upper respiratory infections. Mirabella was the weakest and the sickest and her eyes both ruptured.
The vet was called out and he said she could live if her eyes were removed, so he removed them, and she’s fine now. Her stitches just came out this past week. Debbie explained something interesting, too. Two of us read Mirabella, and she showed Eve (the other woman) a horrible scene regarding an animal. I won’t go into detail about it, but it couldn’t have been her, because the animal in the scene was injured too severely to recover. Eve asked Debbie about it, and Debbie communicated with Mirabella herself, and she believes that this was an experience that Mirabella had in one of her past lives. Then on a side note she mentioned an interesting correlation: often, animals who have witnessed horrific things in a past life will choose to be blind when they come back again because they just can’t bear to see anything like that again. I thought that was interesting.
So I head back tomorrow for the second day. I’m anxious to learn more, because tomorrow we talk to animals who have passed, and who are now in spirit. I spoke with Debbie about doing her 6-month intensive, and she said that she didn’t think I needed that. She thinks that I could start with the 3-month Advanced Intensive and skip the 6-month. That made me feel good. She also said that she saw me doing things with this in the future; perhaps even teaching it. She said that she can see me being a sort of pioneer in combining Western medicine with telepathic communication to help animals heal both physically and spiritually. I like the idea of that. I want to make that happen. Whether or not it does, she’s given me the confidence to think it’s possible, and I really appreciate that. I did ask someone to take a photo of me with Debbie, so I'm thankful that I got that.
So I’m going to go read a cat named Rosie, whose Mom, Janice, is part of the workshop too. We didn’t get a chance to do all of our animals, and Janice said that when she chose her cat Tigger to be read first she almost instantly knew she had made the wrong choice. So I am going to read Rosie tonight so that she won’t feel slighted. You may be wondering… if Janice is at the same workshop as I am, why can’t she read her own cat herself? Well it’s rather like a vet not treating their own animals. You’re too involved and don’t necessarily make objective observations. Until we have a higher level of skill (like Debbie does), it’s more accurate to let someone else read your animals.
I’m off for the night to enjoy my KimTime and my new laptop. Thanks for reading.
Due to working too much and getting into overtime at work, I was given the gift of having to leave at 4:30pm on Friday. This was an outstanding this because I was heading out of town for two very important things: first, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to do a weekend study intensive with renowned pet psychic, Debbie McGillivray. See animaltelepathy.com for more information. Opportunity number two? Some much-needed KimTime.
I stopped at home after work to change clothes and grab my stuff, then got on the road. I mostly beat traffic, too. It started to get dark as I reached the southwest side of town and started to get out of the city limits. It was then that I remembered that it’s been roughly 10 years since I spent nearly any time driving on two-lane roads after dark. And I hate it. Thankfully, in the 70 miles between southwest Austin and Comfort, TX, not a single soul ended up on the road behind me. And that’s good. Because I was going 40.
As I drove out through the country I noticed how black the night sky was, and how many stars there were. I haven’t seen a sky like that in a long time. I don’t even usually see that in Canada because I never take the time to go out on the lake and lay in the boat after dark to look at it. We can’t see a lot of the sky from the campground because we’re in a circle of trees that block most of it out. Curtis invites me sometimes, but I never want to go. I’m usually always well tucked-in for the evening by the time he thinks of it. I usually go to bed pretty early in Canada, too.
Speaking of my darling husband, as I was driving through the black and deserted Texas prairie I thought to myself, “if Curtis were here, what would he do?” After searching for 30 minutes or so for a safe place, I pulled my car over to the side of the road and did what Curtis would’ve done. I killed the engine, shut off the lights, and got out of the car. I walked to the back of the car to lean on the trunk and slowly looked up at the stars. The sky was like something you’d see in a planetarium… I don’t think I’ve ever been out in such open country on so dark a night. The moon was nowhere to be found; millions of stars were looking down at me. It’s a shame that they watch over me so faithfully and ignore them every single day. I saw the Milky Way galaxy, and Orion’s belt was pointing to a little cluster of stars with which I’m unfamiliar… anyone into astronomy? Before long the sounds of the traffic miles away in Boerne died down, and the chilly breeze that was chapping my cheeks went away. All of a sudden everything was quiet. And not just quiet, but silent. Dead silent. This is the part where my appreciation for nature and the things that my husband has taught me flew out the window. All I could think of is all of those slasher films I’ve seen over the years, and that there is always dead silence before the guy comes out of the woods with a knife, or a chainsaw. SO I very bravely turned and walked to my driver’s side door, got into the car and hit the door lock button about 5 times, just to be sure. Then I put it in Drive and floored it out of there.
I arrived at The Executive Inn in Comfort, TX around 7:15pm, with plenty of time to find some dinner and load in. I loaded in first, then realized that there was no deadbolt on my door! No thanks, Mr. Motel. So I moved to another room. This one has a fully intact deadbolt, and is just like the other. The rooms are huge; it was $49.95 for a king-sized bed, with room on the floor to sleep about 10 people in sleeping bags. It’s even pet-friendly! Alas, I have no pets in tow. What a lovely evening full of KimTime I had. I lounged around in my pajamas, curled up in my down comforter that I brought, and enjoyed the free wi-fi. I also wrote an incredibly long blog post which my computer deleted. I’ve basically replicated it above.
This morning I went to my workshop. I met Debbie and the other folks at the conference. There were 9 of us total. We worked through the morning discussing the psychic process and how to develop it, and in the afternoon we did several readings. First we worked on Debbie’s own animals (who have become great animal teachers for her, and who are good at hand-holding with new people learning how to do readings.) The key when learning is to have someone available who can verify what you’re getting, so that you know you’re actually connecting with the right animal. We began by looking at a photo of Debbie’s boxer, Lucky. She asked us to connect with her energy and talk to her for a while, and then we’d all get back together and share what we thought we had learned about Lucky. Well it didn’t take me 30 seconds to discover that Lucky is a sassy, dominant lady. She’s a very in-your-face kind of dog who does NOT like to be ignored. She prefers sleeping on her dog bed, second only to mom and dad’s bed, and she is the boss of the house. All of which Debbie confirmed to be true. We each read several more animals and I did well, if I do say so myself. One of which is a beautiful little kitten named Mirabella that Debbie just adopted; she’s around 3 months old and has lost her eyes. She’s completely blind. Mirabella told me that she remembered being able to see at one time, but everything was pretty hazy, and then her eyes just quit working. Debbie confirmed that that was accurate. (GROSS ALERT** skip to the next paragraph if you think you’re going to get grossed out about how she lost her eyes.) Someone had dropped off a litter of kittens in Debbie’s barn and all had very severe upper respiratory infections. Mirabella was the weakest and the sickest and her eyes both ruptured.
The vet was called out and he said she could live if her eyes were removed, so he removed them, and she’s fine now. Her stitches just came out this past week. Debbie explained something interesting, too. Two of us read Mirabella, and she showed Eve (the other woman) a horrible scene regarding an animal. I won’t go into detail about it, but it couldn’t have been her, because the animal in the scene was injured too severely to recover. Eve asked Debbie about it, and Debbie communicated with Mirabella herself, and she believes that this was an experience that Mirabella had in one of her past lives. Then on a side note she mentioned an interesting correlation: often, animals who have witnessed horrific things in a past life will choose to be blind when they come back again because they just can’t bear to see anything like that again. I thought that was interesting.
So I head back tomorrow for the second day. I’m anxious to learn more, because tomorrow we talk to animals who have passed, and who are now in spirit. I spoke with Debbie about doing her 6-month intensive, and she said that she didn’t think I needed that. She thinks that I could start with the 3-month Advanced Intensive and skip the 6-month. That made me feel good. She also said that she saw me doing things with this in the future; perhaps even teaching it. She said that she can see me being a sort of pioneer in combining Western medicine with telepathic communication to help animals heal both physically and spiritually. I like the idea of that. I want to make that happen. Whether or not it does, she’s given me the confidence to think it’s possible, and I really appreciate that. I did ask someone to take a photo of me with Debbie, so I'm thankful that I got that.
So I’m going to go read a cat named Rosie, whose Mom, Janice, is part of the workshop too. We didn’t get a chance to do all of our animals, and Janice said that when she chose her cat Tigger to be read first she almost instantly knew she had made the wrong choice. So I am going to read Rosie tonight so that she won’t feel slighted. You may be wondering… if Janice is at the same workshop as I am, why can’t she read her own cat herself? Well it’s rather like a vet not treating their own animals. You’re too involved and don’t necessarily make objective observations. Until we have a higher level of skill (like Debbie does), it’s more accurate to let someone else read your animals.
I’m off for the night to enjoy my KimTime and my new laptop. Thanks for reading.
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