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How Distance Readings Work

I was driving with a long-time friend of mine, a multiple dog owner and former teaching colleague, sharing with her a recent reading I had done on an injured spaniel in Pennsylvania. I had read for her now-departed German Shepherd, Athena, three times: once, when her puppy exhuberance led her to destroy the bathroom towels; a second time when she developed a fear of airplanes and helicopters and refused to go for walks; and a final time, when she lay immobilized on the patio, giving us permission to let her leave the earth gently. So Maryann was no stranger to my work.

"How did you do a reading without going to Pennsylvania? On the phone?," she asked.

I said, "No, via e-mail." She reacted with surprise. "I know you almost 20 years and am still finding out new things about you."


I thought about it and realized that this surprise was most likely a glitch on my end because I never explained to her exactly how I am able to do readings across the country. I thought, then, that this blog space would provide a good avenue for sharing the process:

A person contacts me via e-mail or phone via referral from client or through my web page and expresses interest in a reading. I am very lucky in that most of the people who contact me are, in fact, "serious dog people" (or cat people) who are looking for more than a novelty. Usually the reasons for contact fall into one of two categories:
trying to understand particular behavior and bond more deeply with the animal or wanting information regarding a health or end of life issue (for example, getting the animal's wishes on euthansia). The recent spaniel reading was to see if the dog could remember the incident that caused swelling above her hocks; she was being treated by the vet and the owner was awaiting blood test results. The owner feared a snake bite as the culprit. What I did was telepathically "talk" to the dog, who responded in pictures, showing me the injury/bite/sting resulted from something airborne near a tree. At that point I wrote the owner and told her, asking if there were trees on property that could be hosting some nests or hives. In fact, there were, and when she got back to me with negative blood results, we are able to determine that the cause wasn't life threatening. We had just both heard about mutual friend's dogs who died within five minutes of a snake bite (likely a moccasin they encountered while swimming in the South Carolina woods), so she was understandably nervous about the mysterious swelling. We were able to rule our snake bite as as the vet also ruled out both that and more sinister disease.

This is a very simple and an efficient process for me and the animal owner. I'm able to shut down the external noise and tune in at a time that works best for such etheric activity and then offer the client opportunities to come back with questions and follow-up. This way a reading is not limited to one in-person session. I can keep returning to the photo and e-mail for more information as the client develops additional questions.

In my 23 years as an animal communicator, I've handled issues ranging from communicating with a departed animal to unlocking behavioral mysteries to helping someone decide whether to acquire companion animal for the one she already has to locating lost animals. This last category works very well via e-mail. I print the photo of the missing animal,gather as much information about the animal as I can from the owner or rescue team, and then tune in. I usually sleep with the photo under my pillow so that in the dream state I can access the animal's energy without consious interference. In a missing animal case near Seattle I did via distance two years ago, I was able to identify landmarks, such as a giant bear sign (it turned out to be the entrance of a local park), a partial street sign, and, believe it or not, an empty Ben & Jerry's container (the dog had good taste while he was out foraging). With my assistance and the input of a Seattle-based communicator, the owners and the rescue team were able to trace the dog's trail, limiting his whereabouts to one particular area. He was found, safe and sound but a bit hungry.


Of course, I love doing the in-person readings as well because the animal is there for the hugging (I never met an animal I couldn't hug). And it's not always the kind of animal you assume. I fell in love (and it was a mutual feeling) with a mule who was so upset when I left him to work on the owner's horse that he bit my rear end in a jealous fit.


That's one advantage of internet-based readings: no mule teeth marks on my butt.

Comments

Bafli said…
I have read your blog and it was very interesting. You have to abilities to do readings with animals. I really like the way you used to find a missing animal.

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