As a child, I had no idea when I grew up I would be an animal communicator. As a matter of fact, I’m pretty sure communicators and other intuitives didn’t exist back then – for sure they didn’t exist in my household. At different times as I was growing up, I wanted to be a doctor (until I watched Mom cut up a chicken), an attorney, a concert pianist and a librarian.
But most of all, I wanted to be a Giraffe. I very distinctly remember telling the adults around me I would be very glad when I grew up to be a Giraffe so my neck wouldn’t hurt by looking up at all of the tall people.
The adults told me it was all in my head. I couldn’t be a Giraffe when I grew up.
Maybe. Maybe not.
As a very young child I tuned into the animals all the time. I would lay on my stomach for hours watching the intricacies of the ants in our backyard; every squirrel was my friend; to me, the neighborhood birds were every bit as conversant and helpful as were Cinderella’s birds.
And then the day came when, with the best of intentions, my parents told me to quit connecting with the animals. After all, what would the neighbors think?
Not only did my parents squelch many valuable years of practice for my future livelihood, my relationship with other non-human species was temporarily severed.
Luckily, as an adult those animal voices began stealthily slipping back into my conscious mind. Not only did I hear the animals talking, I could see pictures they sent me, I could feel feelings, both emotional and physical. I realized the thoughts that crowded into my mind we not always my own. It was a beautiful, new, kaleidoscopic world that opened to me when I realized the animals were connecting with me.
It took me a while to realize it, but I wasn’t going crazy at all. I was beginning to return to normal – at least what is normal for me.
What did you want to be when you grew up? Did you want to be a cat, or a dog or a horse, maybe a bird or an elephant?
What if the animals were reaching out to you then, asking to connect with you in a deeper, more innate way?
What if the animals are reaching out to you now, knocking on the door of your consciousness, asking to be let in?
I’m here to tell you: if you think it’s only a coincidence you’re thinking about Hawk and one shows up minutes later, or you’re contemplating taking your dog for a walk and she runs very excitedly to the door in anticipation, you’re not going crazy, it’s not all in your head. You are sending and receiving information from the animals.
You are communicating with the animals.