Dear Shiela:
I am so very sorry to hear that you lost your Tipper, tragically, before he
could come back to you. I, too, know how heartbreaking it is to find a beloved
furkid who has gone missing and come to a tragic end.
I know it is too late, now, for anything to bring Tipper back to you, but it
IS possible for you to be able to "talk" to his spirit, even though he has
crossed over, if that would help bring you some closure. That may sound like
over-the-top crazy, but telepathic communication with animals is a very real
phenomenon. Since the communication is mental and between spirits, the
limitations
of being in a physical body is not necessary.
Had you ever considered trying to locate Tipper with the help of an animal
communicator? You might want to keep that in mind for future reference. I wish
that I had known about animal communication some years ago...it might have
helped me find one of my furkids before the coyotes did.
I went to farm-sit for a friend's horses for a weekend and took my cat Ian
with me...he always went wherever I did. My friend's daughter was careless and
left the back door to the house open while I was out at the stable with my
friend being briefed on the care for the horses and when we came back to the
house, Ian was nowhere to be found. I spent the entire day and all that night
looking and calling for him. The farm was out in the boonies and surrounded by
open space and sagebrush, which is coyote country, and I was scared to death
for Ian's safety. How I wish that I had known then it was possible to have
been
able to "talk" to him. When I did find Ian in the wee hours of the second
morning, he had perished...a coyote had grabbed him just in front of his tail
and torn one hind leg away and broken his back, but his body was still warm and
I could see that he had been trying, futilely, to drag himself back to me with
just his front legs. I sat down and bawled so loudly, I swear I must have
sounded like a coyote howling. I was absolutely devastated!
Since then, I have become enlightened to the phenomenon of telepathic
communication with animals. Finding lost critters is one of the biggest
challenges
for an AC...a critter cannot tell us where they are in the same way we
would...they cannot give an address or exact location. What they CAN do is
communicate mental images of their surroundings and can usually tell the AC if
they are
relatatively close to home or farther away. An AC can also usually tell you
if your furkid is still in his/her body, or has already crossed over.
I've had two experiences more recently where an AC has been able to help me
find my missing furkids very soon, before their lives were in jeopardy. I
would not wait a few days to see if they come home...when one of my furkids is
missing, I immediately call an animal communicator to make sure they are still
alive, that there is nothing to prevent them from finding their way home and
how
I can locate them.
On one occasion, it was summer and very hot and I had left the back door to
the house open to cool the house off in the evening. One of my furbabys had
just been spayed 3 days prior and so of course I was being careful to make sure
she stayed indoors and quiet. But I had fallen asleep on the sofa watching
the news on TV and when I woke up it was around 3AM and as I stumbled to the
bedroom I noticed the door in the kitchen was open and being half awake and
without thinking, closed the door and crawled in bed. I never imagined that
Angel
(who was not a very brave kitty and did not go outside unless someone was with
her) had gone outside on her own. In the morning when it was time to feed
everyone and Angel did not come scurrying for her breakfast, and a frantic
search of her preferred spots to snuggle in the house was fruitless, my heart
crashed to my feet. I went outside and called and called and called, but no
Angel.
I walked around the entire neighborhood many times, calling and knocking on
doors. I made flyers and posted them on fences and telephone poles. And then
I got on the phone to contact an animal communicator.
The one I usually called was at a conference and not available, but she got
back to me and gave me several others for referral and I was finally able find
one who could help me. The AC said at first Angel did not answer her, and
then did but was not being very communicative, but finally did talk to her.
She
said first of all Angel had been angry with me for taking her to be spayed
without telling her anything about it, and then she was angry about being shut
out of the house and she hid. When she got over being angry, she discovered
she
did not know how to get back and was too afraid to try. Angel was still in
her body and not far away...she said. Angel pictured herself in or under
something she was not able to get out of. I continued calling for her and
looked
in and under everything I could, but still no Angel. As night approached
again, I was frantic, knowing how terrified she would be. I told the AC to
tell
Angel to answer me if she heard me calling, to help me locate her. Very early
the next morning, while the neighborhood was still quiet, I went outside and
called again all around my back yard. When I got to one back corner, I thought
I could hear a tiny meow answering me and it seemed to be coming from a
neighbor's back yard. I knocked on their door and asked permission to look in
their
yard. While I could not see where Angel was, I could hear her answer me in a
tiny voice and it seemed to be coming from a big tree. Sure enough, Angel
was way up in this big orange tree and I had to borrow a ladder and push my way
through the spiny branches to extricate her from the very top. She was so
afraid and clung to me tightly as I climbed back down. She had injured one of
her
paws on a prickly branch but was otherwise OK.
My most recent experience with a lost furkid was when one of my FeLV+ furkids
managed to sneak out of the house without my knowing it as my dog had gone
through the pet door (Purrki didn't know how to use it yet) and somehow pushed
the door, which did not latch tightly, open a bit as well. I called and called
and searched the yard, but no sign of Purrki. The next thing I did was to try
calling an AC, but it was a Saturday and no one was answering right away. I
left messages for several. Again I called and called and called until my
voice was starting to give out; I walked around the neighborhood knocking on
doors
and posted flyers. As evening approached and the temp was droppping, I was
terribly worried. Finally one of the AC's called me back and said she would be
out of town until very late that night but referred me to one of her sutdents
who might be able to help. The student AC called me back about 11 PM that
night to say she had been able to link up with Purrki and told me he was very
close to home, next to a fence in some low bushes and he could see the street
from where he was. He was also very afraid... too afraid to come out. Since
it
was dark (and he is black so very hard to see) she had told him he should
stay put until morning. But I did not want to think of him, still a baby with
no
fat to keep him warm, out all alone in the cold. I told her I was going to
go out one more time with a flashlight and would she tell him to please come
out when he saw the light; I also asked her to tell him to answer me, but his
reply was that his voice was "too small" for me to hear him. I walked all
around the neighborhood one more time calling softly for him. I was
disappointed
to say the least when he did not come out, but when I got to my back door and
opened it, he shot between my feet like a furry rocket into the house, so he
had evidently come out from wherever he was and followed me but I could not see
him.
Due to that and many other instances when I have needed to communicate with
my furkids, especially when they are sick or dying, I do believe in the reality
and value of telepathic communication with animals. I hope before I leave
this earth I can learn how to do this, myself. The AC who called to refer me
to
one of her students had also described to me a mediative technique I could
try using to reach Purrki on my own and try to draw him back to me. She said
to
imagine him bathed in a protective glow of light and warmth. Then she said
to try and imagine there was a golden cord attaching him to my heart and to try
and commuicate to him feelings of love and concern that would encourage him
to find his way back to me. I did try that, but when one of my furkids is sick
or missing, I'm not too good at putting myself in a calm and meditative frame
of mind. If I am ever going to be able to learn to communicate nonverbally
with my furkids, I know that is something I need to be able to do.
There are a number of good books about animal communication that could help
explain better than I can. Penelope Smith has two books (Animal Talk, and When
Animals Talk); The Pet Psychic of TV fame, Sonya Fitzpatrick also has two (
What the Animals Tell Me, and Cat Talk); and Raphaela Pope has one (Wisdom of
the Animals).
Do know that you did the very best you were able to do for Tipper and that he
was able to feel loved and special during the time he was with you. You may
not realize it, but his spirit could still be nearby and watching over you. If
you would like to try and communicate with Tipper, I can recommend some
AC'ers that I have worked with and consider reliable. It is not any more
expensive
than a routine visit to the vet. There is also a talklist on Yahoo for animal
communication that has a few pros among its memers but mostly amateur AC'ers
who could help you gratis, I understand. I haven't joined the group yet, but
I know listmembmers Lisa (anzajaguar...) and Nina (vixenroo...) have checked
it out.
Tipper's spirit is free and not imprisoned in the rain-soaked body that you
buried. Visualize him being at his most beautiful and at peace. He will have
been welcomed by many kind souls on the other side and is not wet, cold or
alone. Light a candle for him and send him your loving thoughts.
Sincerely, Sally in San Jose
