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Reunited From Love
For those of you that understand Animal communication or telepathy as some may call it, do understand that it based on the concept of creating a vision/picture with your mind. Then this picture is extended out in a sense to your companion with your compassion.
My very close friend Sheba and I had been communicating with Animal telepathy for quite a number of years before she passed over to Rainbow Bridge on September 26, 2001. After being tutored a few years back from a well known Animal communicator, Sheba and I were using this telepathy daily in order to understand each other better.
We were inseparable during her eighteen beautiful years in this phase of life. Whether it was hiking the Rocky Mountains in the summer to look for snow fields to romp in, or just watching Whales off the coast of Nova Scotia, she was by my side every step of the way.
It just felt so natural to be with her. Natural enough that one of the special ways to let her know that we were close was the way that I would take a deep breath and breath into her nose and telling her that our spirits are close and always will be. She then would actually breath back into my nose and smile.
During the last few days when we sort of felt that as much as it hurt our hearts, her time was getting close to go back home to Rainbow Bridge, I had communicated to Sheba and asked if she would want to return again and spend more time with me.
I felt that she was very worried about her daddy, but did say that of coarse she would. In due time. How she would come back there was no clear time, no clear color, no clear age. I felt that she would possibly return as a puppy.
How would I know when she is back? Her response was that there would be no question about it. I would know and feel.
I was heartbroken after it was time for her to leave us here, just like many people were after they lost a good friend like that. It just wasn't the same not having the physical presence there hiking in the mountains or just walking by my side in town.
Even though my spiritual experiences knew very well that her energy from her love were definitely alive and well, it was still hurting. After three or four months after Sheba passed over, I started frantically looking in all human societies and sanctuaries to see if there was a special dog that I though would be a young puppy that had that same familiar spark that just might had been Sheba.
My anxiousness turned into confusion, and the hurt from the loss was still there. My name was on a hot list for the local humane society in Vermont where I was from. I would get a call every time a new dog arrived so I could go and see if there was a connection. I really wanted my Sheba back.
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