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Teresa Wagner: Conversations with whales vs. one way psychic readings or archetypes

Our last guest post-er for Animal Communication Month is Teresa Wagner, one of my animal communication mentors, who is passionate about being a voice for the whales and wants to share this very important lesson.

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Whales seem to speak a form of consciousness we are beginning to re-explore in our own inner natures. They help us chart our interior wilderness. We can hear whales singing. If we pay attention and let them live, perhaps we will hear them speak, in their own accents, their own language. It would be an extravagant reward to experience, by empathy, a different band of reality. ~ Joan McIntyre, Mind in the Waters

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The “extravagant reward” is available to us all! Thanks to the pioneering efforts of Penelope Smith and those who followed her, many, many humans have remembered their natural telepathic abilities to speak with animals. I have been talking with whales for over twenty five years–since 1988. Sometimes those conversations are about what they want to share with me regarding my own personal growth, sometimes to serve as a translator for people who want assistance in hearing the guidance whales want to offer them, sometimes to help whales in distress, and sometimes to bring messages from the whales to groups of people, and sometimes just to chat about everyday things.


Most of us who love animals seem to have certain species with whom we connect much more deeply than others—animals who call to our souls in ways that no others can. This is how it is for me with the whales. They are my ancestral family and my spiritual guides. I love them beyond measure. Whether we refer to the animals with whom we have such profound relationships as our power animals, totem animals, spirit guides, teachers, healers or family is not what is important. What does seem to be important is our openness and willingness to enthusiastically yet humbly discern their important messages for us, and to apply that learning into the daily fabric of our lives.

From the diligent work of scientists we learn about the biology of whales. From the ongoing work of researchers of cetacean behavior we learn the patterns of whale populations, distribution, migration and what they do in all of the earth’s oceans. The continually growing body of work regarding the biology and behavior of whales helps us better understand them and often helps to protect them. And through the passionate efforts of activists, laws are created and changed and cultures are influenced to further protect whales. Research, conservation, and activism are all needed to save the whales.


It is only through direct communication with the whales, however, through the universal language of telepathy, that we can move beyond making assumptions about why whales do what they do, to learn what they think, what they feel, their perceptions of humans, and to learn the very stories of their lives, and to offer them the energy of healing for specific needs.

Telepathy is the universal language of the soul—used by all species and between species. It is the natural extension of intuition, an ability available to each of us, involving the sending or receiving of feelings, images words or energy over distance, transcending time and space. There is no difference inside of us. All beings speak the same language of the soul.
 
If we love whales and want to honor and effectively communicate with them, we must relate to them not only via their physical bodies and observable behavior, but also beyond biology and behavior–to acknowledge and communicate with them at the level of their souls. When we speak with the souls of whales with love, compassion, empathy and respect–through the portal of our hearts, true communication becomes possible. When we go beyond intellectual gathering and analysis of data, and when we go deeper than sentimentality, communication becomes sacred. Telepathy allows a two way exchange that is intimate and often deeply rewarding for both whales and humans. Having conversations with whales is quite different from observing whales and then making assumptions about the behavior observed.


Clearly, two way communication takes us beyond assumptions. Observing behavior does not tell us everything about an animal or person, and the assumptions we make without checking in with those involved can be completely wrong.

When we want to communicate with whales (or any animals), it is much more meaningful and accurate if we engage in a dynamic, two-way conversation rather than doing a one-way psychic reading, or apply the stereotypes of archetypes to individual whales. A one-way reading of a soul’s energy can be accurate, but a back and forth conversation always reveals so much more than a one way reading, which is only a static picture of another’s energy. (Read more in an article: The Difference Between a Conversation and a Psychic Reading.)

When I talk with the whales, I prefer the phrase “having a conversation with” to the terms channeling, medium, or psychic reading. There is nothing wrong with those terms. Psychic actually means “of the soul.” However, contemporary television shows and movies have so over-sensationalized psychic work, reducing it at times to sound bite entertainment (usually with a focus on proof of whether it’s real, not whether it’s helping anyone) and perpetuating the myth that people in those roles have some sort of exclusive, exotic, strange or melodramatic ability. Melodrama, ego and entertainment serve no beneficial purpose in sacred conversations with animals. What does serve these conversations is the energy of love, respect, compassion, empathy, humility and the important ethical practice of clearing oneself of filters before conversations.

When we are having conversations with animals, we’re filtering when we hear messages, see things or feel energy through the lens of our personal beliefs or perspectives–especially if we communicate what we hear, see or believe as if it is a universal truth or fact rather than our opinion. This is also called projection. A more accurate way to telepathically communicate with animals is to do so with empathy. Empathy is our attempt to understand an animal through the lens of their perspective, rather than impose ours onto them. When we mistake our own personal perspective as a message from an animal, or our opinions as fact and applicable to everyone, we are filtering and or projecting.

If we truly want to know what individual whales may be thinking, what is on their minds and in their hearts and what they want to say to us, then we must commit to listening without filters.

Filtering can come from our personal values, desires or from our beliefs in certain dogmas or archetypes, and can be used consciously or unconsciously. When we talk with animals, it is important to let go of all preconceived ideas. stereotypes and archetypes of species, breed, gender and to simply connect with an individual animal, and listen. If we assume that an animal of a particular species, such as a whale, will tell us information of a particular sort, then that is what we will hear. We will perceive through this filter, rather than sensing whatever it is a particular animal really may want to say to us. If we truly want to know what individual whales may be thinking, what is on their minds and in their hearts and what they want to say to us, then we must commit to listening without filters. During the period of time that we are listening to them we must put aside our own values, beliefs and desires so we can truly hear them, not what we might wish they would say or want. Some of us refer to this as a process of energetic clearing, done before telepathic conversation. (Click here to learn about how filtering impacted my conversation with Keiko (the whale who starred in Free Willy and lived most of his life in captivity).   http://www.swimandcommunicatewithwhales.com/a-sampling-of-messages-from-whales#captive )

Letting go of archetypal information about whales while communicating with them is an important step in this energetic clearing of ourselves of filters. Telepathy involves having a conversation with animals. It is live and dynamic. Archetypes offer us information about animals. It is static information which may have absolutely nothing to do with the animal with whom we are talking. Telepathy allows us to communicate with animals–with individual animals about specific information. Telepathic animal communication involves having a conversation with animals–accessing the actual thoughts.

Archetypes are generalized opinions about animals, usually references about an entire species. They are based on assumptions about animals, not conversations with animals. A common archetypal assumption about animals is that all individuals in a species group share the same spiritual qualities or abilities, which they hold for the purpose of serving humans. Furthermore, it’s often described that these qualities can be absorbed by humans, especially if they tap into their “power animal.”

Assigning archetypal meanings of animals’ purpose and existence on earth to every animal in a group is terribly limiting, if not also condescending and erroneous, to the individuals in each species. We can’t possibly know the life purpose of an animal, the meaning of encountering a particular animal, how the animals feels about us, etc. unless we ask. Internalizing stereotyped information about whales can skew–filter–what we think we hear from them, or perhaps worse, make us think there is no need for conversation since someone already wrote down in a book “what whale energy means.” Can you imagine someone from Mars writing a book called “what human female energy means”–as if all female humans are alike?

An example of this occurred on one of my whale swim trips when one of the women in the group asked for my help in clarifying the energy and messages she was receiving from a whale. She said that though she very much enjoyed connecting with this whale, she was quite surprised that he was very “puppy-like, light and playful, not at all serious.” She said she expected the whales to feel more like the Dali Lama than a puppy, because she read in various places that “whales are the keepers of the earth’s history and wisdom.” She was shocked when she connected to this whale, thinking she had somehow connected to the wrong animal, perhaps a dog back on land, or a dolphin because she had read that they are all about “joy and play.” She thought that all whales were wise healers of the earth. When I checked in with this whale, he clearly wanted to talk with her about having fun and playing, but nothing else (and this was not a calf or especially young whale). He had no special wisdom to offer about the healing of the universe or records of the earth’s history, just how much fun he was having hanging out with us humans, and that he hoped this woman was having fun being amongst the whales. As we talked more about it, the person reflected on this and realized she was not having enough fun in her own life and wanted to lighten up. She concluded that she was drawn to connect with this whale to feel inspired by the energy of playfulness and fun available to her in her daily life. She let go of the idea of a “one size fits all archetypes.”

Think what she would have missed had she merely continued to read archetypal information about “what whale energy means.” She probably would have discounted her connection with this whale and continued to expect only “we hold the earths’ wisdom and we’re here to heal the earth and everyone on it” type energy from all the whales. I encouraged her to feel good about the fact that though she had been exposed to a stereotyped belief about whales, when she telepathically connected with this whale, she didn’t let it stop her from receiving his playful energy accurately! Though she was initially confused about the disparity between what she received from the whale and the archetypes she had come to believe, she did take in information contrary to the stereotypes she had read. She didn’t filter! And then, thankfully, for any future individual connections with whales, she let go of the stereotype altogether.

Having conversations with individuals unhampered by stereotypical expectations is a much more accurate and respectful way to relate to whales and to learn what they have to tell us and teach us.

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A whale named Uncle has this to say about the archetype of whales being the keepers of the earth’s wisdom


“Wisdom comes from souls, not species. All whales are not highly evolved beings with lofty abilities to heal the planet or humans in miraculous ways. Like humans, some are more evolved than others. Like humans, some of us have expansive purposes and are involved in the healing of individuals and the planet. Some are leaders and some lead more quiet lives with purposes centered around their own private life lessons. Our roles and life purposes are varied–just like yours.

There are whales who come to earth to focus on learning simply what it’s like to be a whale. Others come to also be spiritual leaders or healers–just like it is with humans. We are not, as some people believe, the ‘keepers of wisdom’ any more than any other species. You have the capability to access wisdom through your own soul, and through your own relationship with God, the Divine. Whales, as a group are no better with this than you.”

About Teresa Wagner:

 
Teresa Wagner has an animal communication practice and facilitates Sacred Swims with humpback whales every year off the coast of the Dominican Republic.

Teresa’s Contact Information:

Photo copyright Sierra Goodman, used with permission and gratitude; feelings and stories directly from individual animals.

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Sandy Karbowski: Sorting out all those voices in your head

I’m happy to share Sandy’s story, a wonderful healer I was able to work with. Perhaps, you can relate to her story. sandyLike all of you reading this post, I am an animal lover. Always have been. I’ve had many in my life and still do. I’ve worked with horses in my teens and as a professional dog groomer for 17 years now.

Also, like many of you, I am intuitive, sensitive to energies, vibrations, and all other types of things, as well as being an Empath.

I would listen to speakers giving seminars who were able to communicate with animals. “What a wonderful thing to be able to do!” I would think. Then I always wondered why I wasn’t able to do it. I certainly loved animals, spent my life with them, worked with them, and I am most definitely intuitive. It wasn’t for lack of wanting to, or even trying to. How do these people do it and apparently so easily? Was there something wrong with me or my intuitive abilities?

I signed up to take a teleclass on “Help For the Sensitive” being given by Ronni Ann Hall through the Animal Spirit Network at that time. Boy, did I ever need help there! Seems I was such an energetic sponge, soaking up all of the frankly crappy energy surrounding me from everywhere. God knows I had tried to put up my protections, etcetera, seemingly to no avail. I know I needed this class, so I took it.

I just clicked with Ronni’s energy, so I looked up her website. Low and behold, she was offering a mentorship on animal communication, among other topics, through her Fairy Online School. I thought, “Damn it, I want to get to the bottom of why I can’t hear animals” so I signed up. I just didn’t believe that I could hear animals. I needed help from someone who did actually hear them.

Help I did get. I found I couldn’t “hear” animals because of all of the noise inside my head, all of the time! It was like trying to hear someone whispering something important to you while attending a Led Zeppelin concert listening to “Whole Lotta Love” live. OK, so I am dating myself. They were my first concert all those years ago and are still the loudest thing I have ever heard. Still love them by the way.

For all of you intuitive folk out there, did you ever know that not everyone hears all of those voices in their heads? I didn’t. I’ve heard them since I was a kid, so of course, I thought we all did. You just get used to all of that noise. Kind of like Moms and Dads who no longer hear “MOM, MOM, MOM, DAD, DAD, DAD, I WANT THIS, I NEED THAT, SHE’S HITTING ME, HE TOOK MY STUFF…..” You wonder how they can’t possibly hear all of that? But hear it, they don’t. They have learned to tune it out. Same with all of the noise in my head.

While working with Ronni, we found that I needed to put psychic gatekeepers or bouncers in place at my psychic doorways to only allow in messages that I needed or wanted to hear. I chose to place Red-tail Hawks at my doorways. They have always been special to me and are some of my Guides. Naturally I have a lot of animals and Faeries helping me. I’ll bet a lot of you do too.

We had the Hawks bar the doors. Silence at last! I never knew what that was like. Seems like everything was yakking at me all at once. If you haven’t experienced it personally, everything can and does talk. Trees, plants, clouds, rocks, people, animals, things that have passed on, etcetera.

Next we had the Hawks sort the messages to different psychic doorways using the directions right side, left side, from above, and through my heart space. We placed all things that were currently “alive” in this world to the right. All things that had passed to the left. My Guides messages above, and things I wished to communicate with to my heart space.

When the Hawks sorted the things that had passed to the left side and we shut the other doors, I found that like the kid in “The Sixth Sense,” I hear dead things. Lots of them! I guess I have some mediumship abilities. Who knew? It could explain why I kept hearing a voice at work saying “I want to go home” and other voices trying to tell me what happened to them all of the time. I thought I was just picking up on some crabby people! 🙂 These beings are actually in between worlds I think. They aren’t here in physical form, but they aren’t fully on the Other Side either. I can hear from beings who are on the Other Side also.

When the bouncers were in place, I was able to immediately pick up on Ronni’s dog Emma Lou. I felt for her energetically as if I was petting her in my lap and she came through loud and clear. The funny part is she first appeared to me to be a small beagle, then a basset hound. I later found out that she had been a beagle previously and was now incarnated as a basset hound. Guess she appeared to me as both. How cool was that?

With the bouncers permanently in place, I no longer have to be bothered by everyone’s thoughts when passing them in the grocery aisles like “My son doesn’t call me enough”, or “I wish she wouldn’t have left me”, nor with the being at work who kept complaining that it wants to go home. I have learned to have control over my intuitive abilities. Thank God! It is a whole lot quieter in my head now. I can use my gifts more effectively to help others.

The area I specialize in now is as a medical intuitive and energy healer for animals. I am able to receive information as to where they have a disturbance in their energetic or physical bodies, how they might have developed it, or just whatever they wish to say about it. I then work with the animal to help them to heal themselves or their situations. The communication flows freely now and has become second nature. You could say I’ve become bilingual. I have an affinity for horses, birds, and the wild ones, but enjoy working with all animals.

I recently helped my friend’s horses when she was looking for homes for them. She is on the road a lot for work and wanted them to have homes where they will be ridden and spend more time with their people. Her little mare wasn’t sure about what was going on. I explained it to her, and that it was her turn to shine and show everyone just how smart she was. Did she ever! Everyone was saying how she seemed to be a completely different horse from the one they had seen earlier in the day. She got it. She also got a great home with a young teenager who has the same sense of adventure that she has. They will be exploring the world together for a long time to come.

I don’t only hear animals when I work with them. I can hear them all of the time if I want to It can be fun to hear what they have to say. Some of the dogs that I work with make me laugh out loud! Of course, people I work with think I am nuts and have no idea what I am laughing about. Nor will they! There are a lot of inside jokes with these dogs.

I went into a pet supply store that also sells birds and small pocket pets. The birds were having a major bickering match between them about who could eat where. The little lizard babies were so proud to tell me about how cool they were. The funniest part was when the Guinea Pigs started yelling “Run!” when the most obnoxious kid charged at their cages, yelling and banging on the glass. I had to move to a different aisle trying to keep a straight face.

So not only can you use animal communication to help animals, but it also enriches your life. I love to see the humor in life and apparently, the animals and other beings in Nature love to share it too. There is nothing quite so cool as conversing with a wise tree or hearing Hawks talking with you as they soar overhead. Or hearing your beloved German Shepherd calling the neighbors a few choice names. I wonder where she heard that from? Ahem. I have some pretty awful neighbors who are just cranking up for another night of noise. Sigh.

For all of you that have noisy heads like I did, get some bouncers in place. Take a mentorship to find out what will work to open up the flow of communication for you. It is natural that all things can and do communicate together. People used to know that ages ago. Some of us just need help to remember the language. It will change our world.

About Sandy Karbowski:

I am currently working on a book and oracle card deck that explains easy ways to work with animals with energy healing. I want to help as many people and their animals as possible to make their lives more enjoyable.  I am currently working on my website where I will be offering my services as an animal communicator, medical intuitive, and energy healer for animals.

To contact Sandy:

She can be reached at animalintuitivesandy@gmail.com.

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What Animals in the Afterlife Know: Guest Maureen Harmonay

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After having connected with many thousands of spirits, psychic medium James Van Praagh recently discussed the everlasting nature of our relationships with our beloved animal companions. “Right after an animal passes,” he said, “they tend to come back to you in spirit. They come back to the same places they used to visit.”

We hope and long for these spirit visitations, and when we are lucky enough to experience them–even for a few fleeting seconds–we see them as indisputable signs that our loving links to the animals with whom we’ve shared our lives haven’t been broken by death.  But when we don’t, we sometimes worry that our departed animals have permanently absented themselves from our lives, without a trace.

It’s not true. In my experience as an animal communicator, I’ve learned that animals who have left their bodies behind can continue to stay involved in our lives in wonderful and sometimes magical ways. They know what we say; they see what we do.

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Dawson’s Story

A big black lab named Dawson taught me that. I had originally worked with him after he’d been diagnosed with cancer, and though his prognosis seemed grim, Dawson responded well to treatment, and was able to enjoy many carefree months before the disease sapped him of joy and strength and the will to go on. With great sadness and regret, his family helped him shed his wracked body.

Not long afterward, Charlotte, his “mom,” asked me to connect with Dawson, hoping that he would be able to relay a message that would allay her great grief at his passing. As she had hoped, he conveyed that he had accepted his death with a sense of love and peace, and even gratitude. She felt better.

But there was more. He transmitted a vivid image of a locket, which, when it opened, revealed photographs of two young girls. When I asked Charlotte about it, she confessed that she had been obsessively searching for a locket after Dawson’s death, so she could hold a picture of him close to her heart. Even more amazingly, the one she ordered had arrived on the very day that I communicated with Dawson. She pried it open to reveal photographs of two young girls inside, exactly as Dawson had described.

As if that weren’t enough, Dawson also showed a black lab puppy, suggesting that it would soon join Charlotte and her husband. I distinctly heard the name, “Troy,” in association with this future puppy, and assumed that Dawson was simply expressing his preference for the new dog’s name.

It turned out that Dawson knew a lot more than I did about his family’s plans. A few days later, Charlotte started searching for Labrador Retriever breeders online, “just in case,” and had found one nearby whose dogs looked exactly like Dawson. She noticed something uncanny on the breeder’s website, and called me to let me know:  the kennel’s foundation sire, a ruggedly handsome champion, had an unusual but eerily familiar name.  Believe it or not, it was “Troy.”

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Sophie’s Story

Sophie was a much-loved orange tiger cat who for 14 years had shared her life with Emanuel and Jessica, who cherished her as a daughter.  On May 19th, 2010, Sophie died, after having suffered from cancer, and ultimately, congestive heart failure. Emanuel and Jessica were bereft at her passing. I first communicated with Sophie a few weeks after her death, and then three more times over the course of two years. You might think that a spirit cat would run out of interesting things to say, but not Sophie.

During our first session, Sophie said that although she dearly missed her people, she was not thinking about coming back because “she didn’t want to die again,” at least for a while. But she said she would send Emanuel and Jessica another cat for them to love. Two weeks later, they found Velma, who Emanuel described as having a “very magical connection” with them. “Little Velma chose us and we couldn’t say no.  It was the same sensation we had 14 years ago with Sophie,” he said.

Once again, we had to marvel at what Sophie knew about her family’s lives,

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Five months later, Sophie was at it again. During a second telepathic session, she said she was worried that Velma might have an accident.  Sophie specifically mentioned a danger posed by knitting or sewing needles, cautioning that they should be kept away from Velma because she might try to swallow them. What I couldn’t have known was that a few days before I talked with Sophie, Jessica had dropped one of her sewing needles. Velma had immediately pounced on it and was in the process of trying to ingest it when Emanuel intervened to prevent a potential tragedy. Once again, we had to marvel at what Sophie knew about her family’s lives, in real time.

It was during my last session with Sophie, two years after she left her body, that she confirmed that regardless of the passage of time, she remained keenly aware of pivotal events in Jessica and Emanuel’s lives. She showed me an image of a graceful ballerina. I didn’t know that Jessica teaches ballet, and that Emanuel and Jessica had just been talking about opening a ballet school. But Sophie did.

And poignantly, Sophie showed me an image an elegant older woman who seemed to be a special member of the family, and told me that her name was “Estella.” With tears in his voice, Emanuel said yes, he understood.  “Estella” was his grandmother. I couldn’t have known that, but Sophie knew.

Exciting first-ever conference on Animals in the Afterlife:

Maureen Harmonay is sponsoring the first-ever Conference on Animals in the Afterlife on November 3rd, 2013 in Boxborough, Massachusetts, at which Kim Sheridan, author of the groundbreaking Animals and the Afterlife, will deliver the keynote address. Psychic Medium Joanne Gerber will make spontaneous spirit connections during a special presentation; we hope that some of the guests’ animals will also come through. It promises to be a memorable day.
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Maureen’s contact links:

Maureen Harmonay uses telepathy and compassion to communicate with animals, whether in body or in spirit. You can reach Maureen at her website, AnimalTranslations.com.

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Janet Roper: What’s Near and Dear To Me About Animal Communication

janetI received an email from Ronni asking if I would be interested in doing a guest blog post about what’s near and dear to me about animal communication.

But of course! I am not one to pass up an opportunity to speak about animal communication!

Like so many others who work with and around animals, I was led to animal communication by my dog Teddy. Long story short: I adopted him, he peed and pooped in the house, we worked with his vet and a trainer without the issue being resolved. I was sitting in front of the fire place one day when an ad for ‘animal communicator’ fell into my lap. Out of desperation (as so many of my clients call me!) I set up an appointment with the communicator and the rest is history.

What I love about being an animal communicator…

I love how animal communication deepens the bond between domesticated animals and their humans. The teacher in me delights in seeing when the human realizes they CAN connect with their animal pals in a deeper, more profound way. It’s amazing to watch the lightbulb go on when folks connect for the first time with their animals in an intuitive way.

I love how animal communication is a venue where people realize not only can they connection with domesticated animals, but the animals in the wild ‘get it’ too and are more than happy to have a conversation with humans.

I love how animal communication opens the doors for people to realize that animals have lessons for us and are our guides and teachers, when we are willing to listen to them and receive what they have to say in the way they say it.

What I love most about my own, specific role as an animal communicator is being the host of Talk2theAnimalsRadio, a show about animals, the animal-human bond and animal communication. Talk2theAnimalsRadio has been on air since the end of January, 2010. The show features weekly guests who are outstanding in their particular arena when it comes to working with animals and also features Talk2theAnimalsRadio Experts, who appear regularly on the show. Currently our experts are Darlene Arden, The Cat Expert (http://www.DarleneArden.com) and Rob Ragozzine, The Intuition Expert (http://www.NumbersByRob.com). And, because this is a show about animals and animal communication, each week we have an animal guest on the show, sharing their wisdom with us. How does it get any better than that?

Finally, what brings delight to my heart about animal communication, is that EVERYONE can do it, you don’t have to be special, or psychic, or have special gifts. As I like to say – Remember: U2CanTalk2theAnimals!

Harmony, Janet Roper

A little about Janet:

Janet Roper is an animal advocate, an internationally known animal communicator, author and host of the popular Talk2theAnimalsRadio show www.Talk2theAnimalsRadio.com , a show about building the animal-human bond through animal communication.

Janet has appeared at the Celebrity Gift Mart of the American Music Awards, and has been featured in numerous news articles, magazines and as a guest on various radio shows. A speaker and author, she is a contributing author to the book “Angel Horses: Divine Messengers of Hope” by Linda and Allen Anderson. She is cheerfully owned and managed by three cats, one dog and one Best Horse.


Janet offers:

Animal communication readings, and she is co-author of the learning animal communication media package “Opening the Door to Animal Communication” http://www.talk2theanimals.net/opening-the-door-to-animal-communication-mp3s-and-ebook/. You can hear her radio show at http://www.Talk2theAnimalsRadio.com on Tuesdays at 8PM CENTRAL and Thursdays at 1PM CENTRAL.

Janet’s contact links:

http://Talk2theAnimals.net

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Nasty fairy moment

One of my favorite posts. I read a great deal about spirituality and how we should always be positive, which with life, is not always possible! After talking to one of my dear friends last night, and we discussed our “darker sides,” we both laughed. She knows how impatient and cranky I get. I thought this post was timely to share with her and my readers.

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I’m experiencing a nasty fairy moment. It could be the half a garlic bread I just scarfed down, or that I overslept this morning and had an amazing dream and had to wake up, or maybe just hormones. Nasty fairy moments are when I am not all positive, happy, and spiritual. Sometimes, they can feel good. After all, that is a lot of pressure to always be positive, happy and spiritual, right? Maybe I need nasty fairy moments.

Nasty fairy moments often include nasty feelings like envy, hostility, negativity, and just plain bitchiness. There’s often a high degree of self pity thrown in there. I’ll say things to myself like, “No one cares.” “Why try, it won’t make a difference.” “I’ve failed before.” These even feel prickly and icky.

I hate the thoughts the most and some can be quite cutting ones that surprise me. I would guess that although I’m mostly…

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Using your story

I love stories. I especially like how stories can help other people heal, learn and grow, or to be uplifted. We need our stories. That was a big reason why I went back to Graduate School, to learn how to technically create visual stories that teach in all the ways you can reach people.  

I am often pulled into other people’s stories, being so sensitive. I have a tough problem with the Facebook Feed often. I get pulled into stories of death, illness, misfortune and pain, and my heart opens so much I can feel it like it is my own, which I know, most of you can relate to. I can’t look at a photo of a dog being mistreated even if it’s to promote a good cause. Those animal communication skills just plug right in and it’s painful. I want to run right into that photo and save the dog, or the pig, or the cow!!! I hear about grief or loss, and I feel and understand their pain. And yes, I create strong boundaries as an Empath to protect me. But I am learning, a really big lesson, that this is about Responsibility.

I’m over-responsible, most sensitive folks are. But just because I can feel your pain and your hurt spots, doesn’t mean I’m the one to fix it. I really want to, but I can’t. I use to carry everyone’s pain and my old role long ago was to be the one willingly to be the “dumpee.” I will hold your pain. Being so strong, I knew I could do it.  As I’ve been in this new role for a long time of not being the one that carries and the “dumpee,” I can clearly look at why I was willing to be in this role.

I’m thinking as a sensitive, little young empath I felt the pain of those I loved the most around me and I sure didn’t want them to feel that. I wanted to make it better. As a child, I probably theorized that since the world revolved around me, which we learn that children at that age think, it was my problem or issue to do something about it. As an adult, I’ve learned it’s not compassionate for me to do this. Not only do I take away other people’s lessons to learn, but their healing to come out from it. And they aren’t getting a chance to be accountable to their own responsibilities either. As healers or teachers we can’t do the healing. I’ve also managed to allow abuse to come at me and be treated horribly, which would definitely come under self-abuse. Ironically, why was I not okay with seeing others suffer, but it was just fine for me to suffer and carry all that pain?

I did a web search today on my first book as I worked on my marketing, as I prepare to share my second book. And I had a wonderful, deep cry. The good kind. I read about a beautiful soul’s sharing how my book helped her and her story to feel not alone in her journey. Finding this, was what it is all about.  And reading her story and her reflecting back to me my words that I needed to hear today, the gift came back to me full circle. Thank you!

Now, looking back, I see that I really have transformed my role. I don’t have to be the “dumpee,” or hold other people’s pain for them, and I definitely don’t have to make it better, even though it still really hurts to see anyone suffer or be in pain. It’s not my job to fix it or for it to be okay for someone to be abusive towards me for any reason. And I am not responsible for things I didn’t do–that’s not my story.

A couple of weeks back, I was really angry at being dumped at unfairly and at the injustices in the world, and I went into a dark, angry place. I wanted to be heard which is good, but that anger only polluted inside me and made me something I’m not, nor want to be.  It didn’t affect the world around me I was angry at, and I didn’t want to become abusive either. I always want to achieve to understand.

But now I can share what I have learned and healed in my story, always with the intent to be kind and to help, so another can heal too, and that’s a much better, happier/healthier role for me to be in.

(Ah, now to to teach this to my very empathic dog 🙂 )

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The lowdown on Ghost shows

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I’ve completed the research on ghost shows, so you don’t have to.

Ghost Hunters

I used to be a huge Ghost Hunters fan. I collected and bought every season they had, and then life got busy and judging by my bookshelf, I stopped at Season 5. I watched the show the other day, and I still have fun with it, but I’m a little bored. I’m not sure if I overdosed on Ghost Hunters all those years, or it was negative experiences I had actual ghost hunting with a team for a television show (kinda disillusioning). I was pissed when they lost Grant, as the Jason and Grant combo really worked — they would have the most ghost-hunting experiences to report on the show. Some things did grow to be annoying — when a ghost hunter would cry out, Did you see that? Since of course, we did not, we could only guess what they saw or heard vs. real evidence. Overall, though, I enjoy the personalities of the show. They have become old friends from watching back in the day when the show began.

Paranormal State

A team of college students investigate hauntings in this show. The show is now over, as I imagine, most the students have long graduated. I liked the research end of the show but there was such a darkness that pervaded each episode that gave me a headache. Everything was devil this and devil that and then they would bring in Lorraine Warren and it was ALWAYS some demonic entity doing the haunting. A big yuck for me as I prefer to focus on the more light-hearted side. The plus side on this show is I loved when Chip Coffey would come in as medium. That’s when my juices really flowed and I related to his findings or at least to his technique.

Ghost Adventures

A bunch of strapping, good-looking investigators are locked into a haunted location for the night. Being claustrophobic, even the idea of this doesn’t appeal to me. There’s very little intuition going on in the show, so it doesn’t hold my interest as much. They also seem to have many experiences where they are touched or scratched, and I find that just plain nasty. Would you want to be around living people who scratch you for no reason and are abusinve? Much less get stuck in the room with them for hours. It’s like a bad party, or most of 2009 for me.

Psychic Kids

I’ve mentioned this before on this blog that I loved that show. Talking to and validating the experiences of intuitive kids? How fabulous a premise is that! They even EDUCATE the kids on how to handle their psychic ability, which is even better. I think I learned a thing a two for myself. Why don’t they make more of these shows?

Haunted Collector

I watched this show last night about a father/daughter team who investigate haunted objects. It runs like most ghost shows, the same format, but the hauntings originate from some antique or object, rather then a spirit haunting, which leaves the show feeling a little emotionless and detached for my taste. I like a good story regarding a person. The last episode I watched involved a boxer spirit who was attached to a medicine bottle. I found that to be a vague connection. A bottle? That didn’t sit right. I think he was more attached to the boxing ring that was still there on the premises. It’s still an entertaining show, but I can’t connect to things like that.

Girly Ghost Hunters

Sorry, Ladies. I really didn’t like the episode I watched. There was one episode where the ladies are discussing the next case while riding their ghost hunter bus, and they giggle and comment, and it’s just plain awkward. It reads like a bad home movie. I was uncomfortable watching it. At least with some of the other shows, I feel the detectives have experience and vast knowledge on the subject. This feels like a bunch of girls grabbed some cameras one night on a drunken dare. It’s a “no” for me.

I’m guessing most of the shows are scripted in some way, and when they go through the editing process, they aim for the more sensationalized effect over authenticity.  If you can overlook that and just have fun watching, these shows are entertaining and enjoyable. My recommendation would be stick to the more light-hearted ones with the good stories. The darker ones will only leave you with a headache.

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Animal Communication Class in a Book

Upcoming book…

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Available in July through Amazon.com.

Details will be here.

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Ode to Sarah While She’s Here

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Fourteen years to the day yesterday, Sarah arrived. The neighbor dog who liked to wander the neighborhood, a sweet golden retriever who didn’t appear to like her own home, brought a stray Sarah right to our door. We were living in Pennsylvania in our first house. It had a huge grassy lawn Bill had to mow, and a spacious fenced-in yard that was plenty of room for the dog family. Sarah was thin and appeared to have just had babies, was skittish and nervous. She was young, about two years old, and appeared to be dropped off in the country to wander. She immediately took to our other beagle, Lilibeth, and they ran around in the grass and played. She was a mixture of sweet and a handful those early days. Bill said the famous words we now laugh at its absurdity, “On Monday we will take her to the shelter.” Monday arrived and it was too late. Sarah was already becoming a family member.

We learned more about her. She barked at everything. And I mean, every little outside sound. The one neighbor across the street, a cranky old man, complained. I jumped every time she barked knowing he would make some noise. She hated the car. And that’s an understatement. She’d navigate in a state of panic the seat to the floor to your lap and always lost her bowels at a point in the trip you couldn’t pull other. (I don’t miss those days). I still have a lasting scar on my leg from one car trip of her gripping down in terror. Lilibeth, once she decided Sarah was her sister, now didn’t like her and they competed like two sisters would. (I think Lilibeth wanted to be THE beagle girl of the house.)

Surprisingly, Sarah did fine on our one-way trip in a RV with the rest of her animal siblings to live in Arizona, and then her adventures really began. I have the funniest stories about Sarah and her curiosity and courageousness. The first place we rented was a tiny trailer we were not fond of. Lucy, our basset hound, got along well with Sarah, but perhaps, from the stress of the move they had a little tiff. Lucy had grabbed ahold of Sarah’s ear and if you know anything about dog ears, they are big bleeders. Because it itched, Sarah shook her head and zoomed around the tiny trailer in a panic. When we came home, we found what looked like a murder crime scene. There was blood on walls, floors, furniture; all from one ear. Sarah looked at me, looked at all the blood, and telepathically I heard her panicked voice, “Am I dying?”

Several years later, when we lived in our beloved Rio Mesa house in Cottonwood, Sarah liked to wander up the hill to visit a cute, male black labrador, and on one occasion came home looking like a pincushion. Apparently, she had a fight with a cactus that got in her way. The veterinarian spent most of her afternoon pulling needles out of strange places on Sarah, including her tongue.

I watched once in my own panic Sarah run into the road and a car slammed its brakes. She stood in the road and barked at that car for five minutes, telling it off. How dare it be in her way just like that cactus!

When Sarah could see she loved to play frisbee “flippee floppy” with her dad. She was expert at catching very high throws. But what I always thought was so remarkable about her is when I came to watch the game, she always made sure I was part of the fun. Bill would throw her the frisbee, she’d retrieve it and run back to me to give me a turn. Then she’d give it to Bill. She never wants anyone to feel left out, perhaps like she felt with her first family before us.

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Our little family hit some seriously bad times when we grew and moved to another town in Arizona. I remember stumbling out of bed in the middle of the night, making my way to the floor in another room to just kneel and cry. It was one of those dark night of the soul evenings when I was truly miserable and broken do. As the rest of the family slept, Sarah woke up and followed over to me. She cuddled me close the rest of the night trying to take away my tears. We became bonded for life in that moment — my dog best friend and I.

A few years back when I restarted my life, it was just me and Emma and Sarah (and the birds and Speedy) to fend on our own. Sarah was already getting very old, had lost her sight, and then had her battle with Vestibular Syndrome, which left her head stuck in a permanent cock to the right perhaps mirroring her natural curious state she still carries. She surprised me many times over with her stamina in spite of her health issues. She’d bump into walls zipping around the house, and still does. The neighbor kids would watch me walk the Girls and always say, “Wow. She’s really old.” I could feel her grimace beside me. Sarah sees herself as a puppy inside. Her kindness and sweetness have grown even more in her elder state,  she’s ever vigilant about watching over both me and Emma.

And now we are winding down in our journey. She’s over sixteen years old and the vet discovered in spite of her holistic diet and herbs, she now has liver cancer. It’s her exit illness; I know that. I hear her now often in my head — we are constantly communicating. She worries about both Emma and myself, how we will do when she’s not physically here for us. I worry about that too. She’s been a constant in my life and part of my support system and family. My foundation is being uprooted. I don’t know how I would have survived my last few years without the love and companionship of Emma and Sarah, my dogters. But I know her body can’t keep this up. She’s tired and I hate seeing her suffer at all. In spite of her pain, on her good days, that Sarah curiosity gets her stuck behind toilets, or under table chairs. She still wants to walk with us on some days even though she drags along. On days I think this is it, she surprises me with a burst of crazy energy. She tells me to stay close. I know with no doubt I will, even when she is in spirit and I can’t touch her soft fur I took care of for so long.

I don’t know what I will do when she crosses over to be with Foxy, Lilibeth, Jake Jake, my Mom and grandmother, and a slew of birds she knew. She will be in great company and I know they will take good care of her. Then she will be like the rest of them, popping in now and then to give advice or to nag, or maybe even give a little spirit hug. But for now, she is here on the physical plane, right beside me, with a few leaves stuck to her paws from some crazy adventure she just had on the back deck. I am sure later in the day, I will find her stuck under the table again, trying to find a quick way to get around the chairs. Thanks to Sarah I am learning my biggest lesson. I am in the moment, which I never am. I am either back there or in the future.

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Love you Sarah. It’s been a privilege to be a dog mom to such a devoted and courageous spirit, and I will enjoy every minute now.