25/10/2024
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My story today is about Max and Milin, 2 cats that I first spoke to around a year ago. Their Dads just migrated to Australia and wanted me to reach out and explain the process to them, count out the number of days they will be in quarantine so they don’t get too stressed out by the process of moving to another country.
I spoke to both of them the night before their flight and read out the messages from their Dads. We can prepare them for the journey but it does stress them out even after knowing what is going to happen.
Another session was arranged for Max and Milin during their stay in the quarantine center. Their Dads were very worried about how they were coping.
Milin was quite adaptable and she felt relaxed when she came into the circle. She laid down and told me it was very boring there. She was facing 4 walls and can’t see anything even though she can hear noises. She was holding up well and passed her messages to her Dads.
Next, I tried reaching out to Max.
Mr. Max watched me while I was sending the invitation to communicate but won’t pick up the call. Eeeyyyy… was something wrong with my wifi (telepathic) signal? 🤔🤔 I tried a few more times before reaching out to Milin again to get her help. Maybe with Milin around, Max will enter the circle. He did but he wasn’t in a good mood. I asked him the questions his Dads sent but Max was giving short, clipped answers. For example, when I asked if he has been eating well? He said, “Yes. No…” 🤷🏻♀️🤷🏻♀️ I asked him what did he mean? He said he eats a little if he is hungry but he isn’t hungry most of the time so he ignores the food they provide. I explained that it is very (VERY) important that he eats and drinks, p*e and p**p while in quarantine because that is the only way they will release him back to his Dads. He has to show he is healthy… Max was not in a good mood to talk to me at all. Felt like he wasn’t really present when I was explaining this to him so I was kinda worried but I counted the number of days left to both of them in the circle. When I played out the voice recording from their Dads to both of them, I could feel Max’s connection sharpen right away. I looked back at his picture and sure enough, he was staring right back at me. For the first time in the entire duration of our communication, he fully connected with me.
I asked their Dads to send a voice message to each of them so they can hear the messages and know their Dads are waiting for them in their new home. That was on 14th Oct. I told Max and Milin their Dads are looking forward to see them again so they have to hang in there.
On 16th Oct, I got an urgent message from their Dads. Max has stopped eating since I last spoke to him so the quarantine center has requested they arrange for a vet to check in on Max. Their Dads were worried sick and wanted to arrange an appointment asap. I couldn’t do an emergency session the same day but I felt the urgency should be to get the vet to see Max soonest possible. The vet was set to examine Max the following day and I would speak to Max later in the evening. Until then, I quickly went in to tell Max that a vet will see him tomorrow and he has to cooperate because the vet has to make sure he isn’t sick. Fingers crossed…
17th Oct, I reached out Milin and had her wait in the circle with me while I try to call Max. He accepted the invitation right away and came in by himself.
The vet said that he was bright and alert but gave Max a shot to help ease his anxiety.
Maybe he was high on the happy juice running in his veins, he was more open to sharing that night. I asked him if he was ok…
At first he said the vet was gentle and patient with him, he showed me how he was lying on his side and the vet was pressing on him gently to examine him.
So I asked him, Why hasn’t he been eating? Ok. Venting time…. Max said he was upset because his Dads haven’t been there to visit them since they arrived and the people at the quarantine center might be stopping his Dads from visiting them. He wanted to know, was he being stolen or abandoned???
Oh… 😳 I wasn’t really expecting this sudden outburst but it is good he is talking about his worries. I told him his Dads can’t visit because they are very far away (Sydney) and Max (and Milin) are in the quarantine center in Melbourne. Max doesn’t know geography so I gave him the visual of flying to show him how far away his Dads are but they (Dads) are waiting for Max (and Milin) to be released from quarantine before they (Dads) can bring Max (and Milin) home. Max and Milin have to fly there and their Dads will be waiting to welcome them home. That’s the only reason he hasn’t seen his Dads. He wasn’t being kidnapped or abandoned.
Max has taken the flight from Singapore to Australia so he understands the concept of traveling by air because of the distance.
At this point, Milin who was lounging beside him in the circle said, “Just chill like me. The days will pass and they will release us from prison.” 😅😅 Ok, that was partly my bad. I told them the last session that the quarantine center they’re in is actually quite comfy, where the animals are being kept. I said humans probably end up in prison (to show them where humans are kept for lock up in another country if immigration wants to hold us). I told them back then that their room is much nicer than human lock ups plus they get a room each, humans probably get stuck with other humans and it won’t be pleasant… as in, the quarantine officers come to feed them, clean their bin and are probably not mean to them. I laughed inwardly when I heard Milin talk about being released from prison. She thought she was in prison (not entirely wrong but not entirely right either). I didn’t try to explain the difference, quarantine and prison are both human concepts. I would be confusing them unnecessarily.
I was amused to hear Milin say that though and Max gave her the side eye like she doesn’t understand his pain at all. 😅😅 She was really sweet though. I was watching her groom Max like a big sister pacifying a her little brother in the circle.
In any case, I counted the number of days left and told them that I will be reaching out to them again. The next time we talk, it will be night before their flight to Sydney, I will come back and tell them what’s going to happen so they know when they are going home.
As for Max, I told him he has to eat, drink, p*e and p**p. Those are the only things he needs to do to show the quarantine officers that he is healthy and if he doesn’t do it, they might hold him back to monitor his health further. Seriously, Max 🙏🙏🙏
I asked their Dads to update me on how Max was doing after the session. I can’t make him eat but I have tried to address all his concerns and whatever was upsetting him. Tawakal…
Sunday came… I got the update. Max started eating and he was doing fine. It was a session I was looking forward to as well. Finally, we were approaching the end of their quarantine and they can see their Dads again.
I told them again about the car ride to the airport, the flight and then the car ride to their new home. Their Dads have been looking forward to see then as well.
I got the videos of them once they reached home. Max’s video was of him whacking food from his bowl like he’s been starving 😅😅 I am not surprised though.
Sometimes, animal communication helps them understand situations better, if they have misunderstood anything that causes them to feel sad or upset. I bet the quarantine officers would see his change because of something the vet gave him in the anti-anxiety injection. 😅😅
But I know I can get past bars and doors and quarantine zones, I can meet them in the circle that is not on this planet and talk to them because,
“ Stone Walls do not a Prison make,
Nor Iron bars a Cage;
Minds innocent and quiet take
That for an Hermitage.
If I have freedom in my Love,
And in my soul am free,
Angels alone that soar above,
Enjoy such Liberty.”
Richard Lovelace
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You know what is scary? The fact that animals get abused and killed but the punishment does not fit the crime. That the perpetrators get a few weeks of punishment only to be released… to commit those acts of animal cruelty again without any real consequences. If a human was killed, let alone 2 or 3 or 5 victims… this sorry excuse of a person would have been in prison for a very long time. 12 weeks is a joke, one made in bad taste.
We cannot stand idly by, believing that their pain doesn’t touch us, that their lives are less deserving of compassion than our own. The truth is, every instance of abuse stains the soul of our society and with every silent protest, we lose a part of what it means to be human. We believe we are helpless to do something about it, to change society or the mental state that allows these acts to go unpunished.
We must rise, not only for them but for ourselves, for the world we wish to create—one where mercy, kindness and dignity are the birthright of all living beings. Is this asking for too much?
Our voices must roar louder than the cruelty inflicted upon them, shattering the chains of indifference. Petition against animal abuse. Fight for them, because they cannot fight for themselves. With every signature, with every action, we give hope to the hopeless and courage to the frightened.
I have spoken to animals who are abused before and I, with every fiber of my being, despise those who hurt and harm them. This has to stop, we cannot close one eye and sweep it under the rug because a human has mental illness therefore they should be treated kindly even though they won’t (won’t, not can’t) treat animals with some kindness to save their own lives. Mental illness is not a reason, it is an excuse. Mental illness requires treatment, not resort to murder animals who can’t protect themselves against such vicious onslaught of inexcusable violence.
I have signed the petition. I am not asking you to sign it too. I am asking you to consider doing so, to lend your voice to a cause that only another human can fight for. Because the animals can’t file a petition themselves, against those who would s***f out their lives without so much as a second thought.
Demand Justice for AMK victims, Field Field and Toa Payoh victims!
I met this little dog named Pasta the other day. It was my first time talking to her, she joined the family around a year and a half ago. I spoke to her sister Meatball before but this is the first time I am talking to Pasta.
When I got her photo, I texted her pawrent asking if she sent me the wrong one. Pasta looks a lot like Meatball but her pawrent said it’s the right photo. They are the same breed and colour.
Okie dokie… Let’s meet Pasta. She is a very intelligent girl. She said she is still learning the rules at home so her family needs to give her time to understand what she can and can’t do. She didn’t tell me she was doing things like chew off the wall 😳😯🤔… Wait, what??? Her mom told me that Pasta chewed off the corner of a concrete wall at home. When she was stopped from doing that, she moved on to the wooden beam.. 😳😯🫢..
Her mom called out her name in a tone that conveyed a “No” warning tone during the call to show me how she stops Pasta from committing acts of mass destruction. I’ve heard that tone before. 😅😅🤣🤣 I’ve used it on Rumi several times a day but dang, chewing the wall is pretty hardcore. Pasta did not give off that kinda vibe in the circle at all. No wonder Pasta didn’t mention it to me, she probably didn’t want to share her misdemeanours.
Instead, she talked about dresses in the circle. She said she likes dresses. The prettier the better. Pretty dresses make her look prettier. Her mom said she sometimes bite her dresses so her mom wasn’t sure if she liked wearing them at all. I shared Pasta’s message about her not wanting to share dresses with Meatball and she didn’t want to wear matching outfits either. Her mom burst out laughing.
Pasta bites at the dress she is wearing if it is a matching outfit with Meatball so now her Mom understands what she was trying to do. She was either trying to take it off or rip it off. When Pasta showed me the colours she prefers, it was pink and light brown (beigey earth tones or light yellow to match her fur colour), I went back to the photos her mom sent and I asked if she liked the colour of the shirt she was wearing in the photo. It was a yellow tone. Yes, she likes that colour. Then I showed her the photo of Meatball who was wearing a blue shirt of the same design. She shared a feeling of dislike, she doesn’t want that colour. She said she doesn’t want to look the same as Meatball. I see… ok.
She said she liked having her fur brushed too. She said she has a big round brush, tell her mommy to use that and brush her fur before she goes outside. She said humans do it, groom themselves before going out 😳🤷🏻♀️ I asked her mom about her brush and about brushing her fur before going out. Her mom said she brushes Pasta’s fur after they come back from their outings.
😅🤣 I told her mom that Pasta prefers having her fur brushed before going out, just like humans. So that she looks pretty. She is ok with grooming and prefers to be groomed before leaving the house. She seems to have figured out humans make an effort to look their best before going out, not after coming back so she wants to be groomed before leaving the house as well. Eeerrr, 👌, Pasta. 😅
When she was asked about her relationship with Meatball, she says Meatball disciplines her and can be strict sometimes but she looks up to Meatball like a big sister. She takes her que from Meatball, like for outings.. if Meatball goes then Pasta knows it’s safe to follow. She follows Meatball around. Meatball teaches her how to behave and what she can or cannot do (except for chewing out the wall, Meatball didn’t stop her that time 😅😅🤣). She said she is more playful compared to Meatball.
Pasta says this family treats her and Meatball fairly and there isn’t any favouritism. She says they love her a lot and she loves this family too.
However, when it comes to walks, she suggested they bring Meatball out for walks but if Pasta shows them signs that she doesn’t want to follow, such as moving backwards away from them or signs of resistance, they can leave her at home instead. She will wait for them to come back. They have to respect her decision. 🤭😅 Okie, Pasta… I’ll pass them your message.
She is a well-adjusted and happy dog. Her answers sounds so humanlike, I am beginning to see how living with humans can influence their behaviour, especially how she notices the way humans groom themselves before going out. Even her request to have her own clothes that are not matching with Meatball, she actually wants her own set of clothes in colours of her choice. Her mom was like.. Aiyah, I bought matching outfits and can’t tell whose is whose after washing 😓😭… No wonder she bites at some outfits and not others.
I understand the headache but then, no one could have anticipated Pasta to notice such things.
When I share such stories, it is to lighten up your day with amusement and at the same time, highlight how observant and intelligent animals really are.
Pasta was a joy to communicate with. I came downstairs smiling after talking to her. Thinking about how her mom laughed out loud when she heard that Pasta does NOT want to wear matching outfits filled me with mirth even after the conversation was over. 💓💓💐
The Story of Rex the Guinea Pig: Part 3 (Finale)
Days following Rex’s crossing, Brenda arranged for a session with her herd. To check up on them, ask how they are coping and if they have any requests for Brenda. The weeks they spent with Rex took an emotional toll on the whole family. The session went as well as can be considering the events that took place. It was a time of healing.
Another two and a half weeks passed before I heard from Brenda again. She was worried about Cookie because Cookie hasn’t been herself since Rex left. We did a session with Cookie and Cookie was still affected by everything Rex went through before he ended up with them.
Being born in Brenda’s home, she didn’t know about being abandoned or surrendered, she didn’t know they could be put to sleep if they fell sick, it was an eye opener for her the way a sheltered child is thrown into the streets to witness human cruelty. She was not prepared for this level of revelation. Rex was not cruelly treated by our definition of animal abuse but he wasn’t treated kindly either. Otherwise, he would not have turned from a cheeky, mischievous, friendly guinea pig to a defensive, guarded introvert.
Brenda asked if I could do some energy healing with Cookie. To be honest, I am hesitant to say I do energy healing at all. I do it in the circle when I sense their anxiety, stress, sadness, grief or anger. What I do isn’t to take away their emotions, I try to share the burden with them and elevate the vibration using light. There are no guarantees with what I do, there are no proof or receipts either. It depends on how they feel and act after the healing, the feedback I receive tells me if it worked or not.
Cookie was brought to the vet. She was placed in the oxygen tank to help her breathe but she wasn’t getting any better. I told Brenda I can try but please don’t place too much hope in this, I felt the vets would be better able to treat medical issues. Thankfully, Brenda understood and did not impose any pressure on me.
I brought Cookie into the circle and her vibration was one of heavy distress. She felt like she was dejected and lost hope because of what happened to Rex. I explained to her gently that Rex might have chosen to experience this life lesson for his own reasons, for his own spiritual growth. It is hard for us to watch them go through it as an outsider but it doesn’t mean it was bad or wrong.
Perhaps this experience allows him to feel empathy, understand the pain of rejection, abandonment in others as well but in the end, he also experienced intense love and friendship before he left. The same way Cookie may have chosen to experience a life of love and stability, she ended up being born into Brenda’s home. We don’t always understand the working of the universe and why perceived suffering occurs but it isn’t necessarily a good or bad thing. It is a life experience for the ones living it, it is the same for all of us.
Cookie seemed to understand what I was telling her and I felt the heaviness lift a little. It wasn’t going to work miracles and it didn’t.
The miracle worker turned out to be Rex after all.
Brenda asked to reach out to Rex on 6th of October. He crossed over in the early hours on 15th August morning. It’s been more than a month, so ok… Let’s do that.
Brenda had a request though. She asked if it was possible for me to bring Cookie into the circle when I spoke to Rex. Sure, I can. I don’t know how to bring a human into my circle (except for my Dad 😅😅) but yes, I can definitely invite Cookie along.
Did my meditation, set the shield and invited Rex in. He felt ok, he wasn’t giving off a weak vibration but he was as serious as he was before he crossed over. He passed me some messages for Brenda and I told him I would like to invite Cookie into the circle because she has been worried and grieving since he left.
He waited as I tried connecting with Cookie. When she entered the circle, I saw him very close to her like he was talking to her (I wasn’t part of that conversation, I’m afraid) so I watched.
Then, it felt like the gates to my circle opened up and a lot of guinea pigs started coming in. Wait a minute… What’s going on? They were running in all colours and sizes. I didn’t do that…. 😯🤔🤔🤷🏻♀️🤷🏻♀️
I saw Mimi (Cookie’s biological mom) and Hershey (Cookie’s biological brother) approach her. I recognise both from the communications in the past but I only spoke to Hershey once after he crossed over. He felt very weak and quiet then but this time round, his vibration was strong and happy in the circle.
I could feel I was losing control (I get frazzled when too many animals show up) so I tried talking to Rex and Cookie but they were already busy with the other guinea pigs. I am guessing they were there for Cookie.
Ever hosted a party of 3 but the whole village turned up and everyone ignores you? Well, I have. None of them paid me any attention in the circle and I was edged out effortlessly by a bunch of furries.
After feeling like a prop in the corner, I told them they can stay as long as they want… No response.
I told them I am leaving but they can stay… No response.
I said Bye 👋…No response.
THEY TOTALLY IGNORED ME 😢😢😢 I felt so hurt by this. So bad 😩😭
Anyway, back here I texted Brenda not knowing what to tell her.
Hi Brenda, I tried talking to Rex and Cookie but Rex brought a whole lot of other guinea pigs and they all ignored me so I was kicked out of my own circle 😅😅😓..” Sounds impressive, doesn’t it? Not!!! Rex 😞… Why you so liddat??
Anyway, the session only took 15 minutes because I made the mistake of bringing in Cookie asap and ended up getting my ass thrown out of their party. Good job, Ash 👍👍. I was secretly hoping Brenda wouldn’t be too upset with me coz I really didn’t have much to tell her except for Rex’s initial message followed by how I managed to lose my entire circle to a bunch of guinea pigs.
She wasn’t upset with me, I think we were both a bit taken aback by how short the session was .
Next day though, Brenda texted me and said she noticed marked improvements in Cookie’s behaviour. She wouldn’t stand up after Rex left, her chin was always on the ground. She stopped roaming and slept alone. She sleeps alone when she is upset.
Brenda started seeing Cookie standing up and sleeping with Oreo and roaming with Cushy again. Small changes that showed Brenda she is slowly coming back to her usual self.
I guess the party was a success, Rex came back with other guinea pigs in spirit to show Cookie that it is ok. They are all ok. She doesn’t have to feel sad for them and he helped heal her.
I too, felt relieved because this is the sign that tells me even though I can’t see how energy works here, I can’t control how things turn out here and I don’t know if doing energy healing or animal communication works every time, it is ok. It is enough to just give it a try and give it all I have.
Remember the paragraph of about Bashar in Part 1 of this story? To act on our passion and excitement without expectations of how the outcome will be because the universe has plans for us that exceed our expectations and imagination… I experienced this first hand.
Brenda too, I think experienced this first hand because she mentioned noticing that a lot of things have worked out very smoothly for her since Rex left. I think he (and the universe) may be watching over her.
Rex brought out a side to Cushy we didn’t really expect. When push came to shove, he put his dislike for Rex aside and asked for him to be brought home. Cushy kept trying to reach out to Rex when Rex was living with them and he shared so much love and maturity when it mattered. How amazingly big of him. Small but mighty in every way.
Rex reunited Cookie with her mother and brother in the circle to show Cookie that crossing over isn’t the end. It is to return to source and it will be ok.
Rex left behind a bunch of Orchard Hay which Oreo loves. Oreo asked for more Orchard Hay after Rex left but don’t underestimate this teddy bear. He is the one who always welcomes any guinea pig into his home and will be a comfort to those who feel lost or scared there. Oreo is the original Big Brother in the herd and Cushy followed Oreo’s example when he decided to be the big brother to Rex.
I remember watching a video of Bashar talking about healing as well. It is not always up to the healer whether the healing takes place or not. It is also up to the person or animal being healed whether they wish to accept the healing or not.
I think I put too much thought and pressure on myself when it comes to energy healing. It is something that I always tell myself, “I am no Jesus.” when someone asks but perhaps I should just allow the energy to flow where it will and let the person or animal decide if they wish to accept it or not.
It eases my doubt about my own abilities, not that I am great or anything but I am enough. We all are.
So.. Thank you, Rex, for showing up and allowing Brenda, Cookie, Cushy, Oreo and me to learn some pretty intense lessons about kindness, love, compassion and life after death. We will always remember you with ❤️.
And thank you, Brenda, Cushy, Cookie and Oreo for allowing me to share this amazing journey with you❣️❣️❣️💐💐 What a ride❣️❣️❣️😍😍
The End
The Story of Rex the Guinea Pig:
Part 2
Following the days after Rex arrived at Brenda’s home, she slowly introduced him to her herd.
I am pretty sure Cushy had already told Cookie and Oreo (the rest of the herd) about Rex. He took it upon himself to initiate contact with Rex several times. He wasn’t looking to pick a fight, he was trying to reach out to Rex.
Unfortunately, Rex with his past experiences in other homes did not want to get to know Brenda’s herd. He kept to himself and did not want them approaching him.
Brenda already expected this to happen but no one tried to rush Rex into interacting. Her herd kept a respectful distance, occasionally trying to invite Rex into the fold.
Brenda continued to nurse him, feeding him critical care (powdered mix for small animals who won’t eat hay by themselves) and water. It’s a tiring routine, I looked after my sick guinea pigs before. You have to feed them every few hours if they eat some hay by themselves or you have to feed them every hour if they won’t eat hay by themselves. Bloat is a secondary problem that can occur without constant feeding.
I was getting updates from Brenda as Rex slowly warmed up to her and the herd. She started sending me videos and photos of them in the enclosure. All three of her guinea pigs tried approaching Rex gently because they understood he was not feeling well.
Slowly, Brenda saw them getting closer and closer. I reached out to Rex and the herd during this period. With Rex, it was to explain why he was brought to Brenda’s home so he doesn’t think she ignored his answers from our first session. When I asked him to try eating hay or pellets, he gave the feeling that he preferred soft hay, it was easier for him to chew and digest. Brenda ordered Orchard Grass Hay after she heard his message. For those who have never looked after rabbits or guinea pigs, 😅😅 there are different types of hay. There are also different types of cut. 1st cut is stalkier but great for trimming their teeth. 2nd cut and certain types of hay are softer, more leafy. She ordered a batch of Orchard Hay (which Oreo loves 🤤🤤🤤) for Rex. Rex said he would watch the rest of the herd from his side of the enclosure but he doesn’t want to make friends. He still preferred to stay alone (I think he was afraid he would be sent to another home if they end up fighting). I told him it’s ok if he felt more comfortable being by himself. There are no expectations for him to bond with the others and they too, respect his space and his preference.
With Cushy, Cookie and Oreo, it was to ask them how they felt about Rex. Cushy said it was his turn to be the big brother. The same way Oreo became his big brother when he was first adopted, it was his turn to take on the role to welcome Rex to this home. (((((Aaawwwww))))) He really stepped up and his mommy is so proud of him.
Cookie is the only female left in the herd and she was in shock when she met Rex. She had no idea that guinea pigs out there could experience such a challenging life. She was born in Brenda’s home when her mom was adopted by Brenda years ago. Cookie has always been sheltered her whole life so it was not surprising that she was greatly affected by what happened to Rex.
During our conversation, she said that she realised for the first time that their lives aren’t even up to them to decide if they lived or died. This was after she met Rex. It never occurred to her the other animals like Rex could be put to sleep and it’s not up to them to decide at all. The weight of this realisation made quite a big impact on her. Brenda felt sad when she heard this from Cookie and felt that it is a message she wanted me to highlight. I agree wholeheartedly. We really need to be more aware of how our actions impact animals, both domesticated and in the wild. We need to be aware that helping them transition may be justified on our part to spare them the pain or suffering caused by illnesses but it should not be taken lightly because just like us, they too, need time to accept the inevitable. If a human made the decision for another human to proceed with assisted euthanasia without consent, it would be considered homicide or man slaughter, would it not? But there are no such laws governing animal lives. Do we really think that lack of legislation makes it alright or is that just a sign of spiritual and moral poverty? It is not my place to judge, I would like to highlight these issues because in the name of good, we humans are more than capable of committing atrocities.
Finally I reached out to Oreo but he has always been the big brother in the herd. He has always been friendly with other guinea pigs so he was aware that they had to give Rex time to open up. He is the source of comfort and support in the herd. Brenda told me that Rex took a liking to Oreo’s favourite spot. There was a soft area where Oreo always sleeps on because of his arthritis but he gave up the spot when Rex started sleeping there. Can you get any sweeter, Oreo?
Seriously, I think it’s near impossible to not be awed by how sweet this herd really is.
Day by day, Brenda saw little improvements. Rex started sleeping near the herd, he started eating with them and he was surrounded by love.
We had hope that if Rex found a reason to fight, maybe he would be able to pull through…
Day by day, Brenda fed and weighed him hoping to help him get stronger and he did for a while.
Then one day, I got a text from Brenda and she was being really hard on herself. Rex had gained weight for a few days but he started losing it again and Brenda felt defeated because she tried so hard to help him get better.
Sometimes they don’t come to us to be saved. Rex asked for a place to stay in peace before he crossed over by himself but in those remaining days of his life, he found friends. He found a Kahu who loves him unconditionally and he found his forever home. I don’t think he wanted to be saved, he wanted a place to stay in peace… until he crossed over.
It was inevitable, his departure. You know what though? The night before he left, Brenda guessed that it would be soon. She sent me a photo of all the guinea pigs cuddling together.
Cushy, Cookie and Oreo surrounded Rex and slept with him that night. Rex crossed over the following morning. Slightly more than 2 weeks from the day Rex showed up in their home, he left just as abruptly as he arrived.
Even as I write this, I remember the feeling of sadness to hear about his crossing. I mean, we knew it was only going to end this way but still, you can’t really prepare for it no matter how much you rationalise this kind of thing. I can only imagine the grief Brenda and her herd must have felt back then.
Animals are entrusted to us, not as objects to control but as beings that breathe, feel and love just as deeply as we do. Too often, we wield our power over them thoughtlessly, making decisions of life and death with a disturbing ease, forgetting that their existence is sacred. We must remember that their world is not so different from ours. They seek shelter, nourishment, and companionship, their hearts beat in the rhythm of life and their lives hold the same intrinsic value as our own.
To take their lives lightly is to ignore the profound interconnectedness that binds us to every living being. They are not commodities for our use or amusement; they are companions on this earth, deserving of respect, care and honor.
They are here to teach us lessons about ourselves. In our actions, we see the true essence of our being reflected back at us. When we look into their eyes, we should not see “just an animal” but a soul deserving of compassion, protection and dignity.
Should we not strive to protect them as fiercely as we would our own kin? For in doing so, we not only elevate their worth but also honor the deepest part of our own humanity. The measure of our kindness, after all, is reflected in how we treat those without a voice to speak against us.
After all is said and done, Rex left peacefully one morning surrounded by love in his forever home.
But the story does not end here. In the weeks that followed, Cookie started displaying signs of illness. She was brought to MPV for a check-up (Monster Pet Vet is an awesome clinic for guinea pigs. They don’t pay me for the recommendation but Dr. I and Dr. V are really wonderful with guinea pigs and I used to bring my own piggies there). I was unaware of this until Brenda texted me out of concern. She was grieving over Rex but she wasn’t alone. Cushy, Cookie and Oreo too were affected by the loss, especially Cookie.
We thought Rex leaving would be the end of this episode but do you believe in the afterlife? The final part of this story will be about Rex coming back to help Cookie…
To be continued…
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Big Paw… I spoke to him when he was first losing his balance. He is such a sweet soul, he said he was happy living in his enclosure. He loves the long grass and will spend a lot of time there. He recently had a medical checkup and was exposed to bacterial infection in his spine due to an unsanitized needle. His caretakers are trying to raise funds to bring in a specialist to treat Big Paw’s condition. Wildlife animals have fewer options when it comes to veterinary care. Not many are trained to treat wildlife animals. I don’t usually post for donations but I am hoping to reach out to those who can lend a helping hand to the foundation so they can bring in the medical specialist who can treat Big Paw. If you can’t help financially, sending healing light and prayers or sharing his Go Fund Me page would also be appreciated. This is Big Paw’s Go Fund Me page: https://gofund.me/75200413 🙏🙏❣️💐
I came across this boy today. I didn’t name him because… I was working so hard not to kidnap his handsome ass and get both of us kicked out of mom’s house. Anyway, was on my way to lunch with mom and we passed by this restaurant across the street. This boy was shamelessly going from table to table begging for good. He must have been really hungry so I sent mom to the restaurant we were eating at and doubled back. Got a can of cat food for him and the workers at restaurant gave me a container to feed him with. Dude, the cat and I thank you very much for the kindness. I poured the cat food into the container and he finished it. He kept meowing at me for more, poor baby was so hungry 😓😓. I had to go back to join my mom for lunch so I left him there. On our way back, this baby was still going from table to table meowing for food. Ok, I had an extra can of cat food in my mom’s fridge 😘😉🫰. I walked mom home, grabbed the can and plastic bowl and went back to look for Sunshine… 😱😱 Did I just name the baby??? Nooooooooo, m.u.s.t…. r.e.s.i.s.t…. This is him whacking the 2nd bowl like a champion mukbang superstar. He almost finished it too but he was full so he felt a little bit behind. I told him he is a very beautiful, polite boy. He went around meowing softly but he never imposed on the diners or entered the restaurant. When he was done, he rubbed himself all over me… Eeeyyy, don’t la. Wait I really kidnap you then you know 😅😅😅. He meowed at me asking to follow me back. “No, baby. I will get us both kicked out if I bring you back (mom has a phobia for cats) but if you’re here tomorrow, I feed you ok?” Not ok, he followed me all the way out into the road and I brought him back to the building. Pep talk… He finally followed me to the bank and started playing with his reflection on the glass walls. He has such soft, trusting eyes. Beautiful boy. 😍😍
I got a request to talk to Big Paw last Tuesday. He is a white Bengal Tiger who lives in Ras Al Khaimah (UAE) under the care of a wild life rescuer and she was concerned because he was showing signs of being unwell. She wanted to check in on him and ask if he met with an accident or hurt his head. In a video she sent me, he kept slamming against the enclosure wall as he walked so we arranged an emergency session for the same day. Not knowing much about his background, I tried communicating with Big Paw in the evening. He wasn’t difficult to connect with. When I introduced myself and explained why I was there, he accepted the invitation almost right away. I’ve noticed that wildlife animals like elephants and tigers aren’t afraid of me when I try to reach out, it’s not fear that causes them to hesitate talking to me. It’s more due to the lack of trust in humans (my intention) because of their experiences with our kind but Big Paw didn’t feel like he had any reservations at all. I found myself face to face with him but I was not in my circle, I didn’t see him approaching me. It was more like I was approaching him. He showed me tall grass and shared the feeling that he likes being surrounded by it. The taller, the better. He enjoys being immersed in greenery. Next I felt like I was sliding in a way I couldn’t really control my body. It felt like I kept slipping so I told his Kahu that I am not sure if that’s how he is feeling (like you keep losing your balance and slipping) or if there was an area in his enclosure that feels more slippery, causing him to lose his footing. I suspect it is his coordination or lack of it that makes him feel this way though. He also showed me visuals of his surrounding like he was giving me a tour of his home and said he would like more grass, the really tall ones. Tall enough for him to disappear into 🤔🤷🏻♀️😅 but I said ok, I will pass his message along. Might not be the most sensible idea as his
Saved this little guy from being catapulted today 😅. There are 2 gardens here. One inner garden where Mom keeps all her desert rose plants (and this bugger was shaving them bald through his gluttony) and an outer garden where the plants grow wild. She picked him off one of her bald plants (😡) and was about to evict his ass over the wall 🫢🫣. I brought him out to the outer garden where he can have a feast undisturbed. My childhood was filled with caterpillars, spiders, butterflies and dragonflies. We only went digging for worms if a baby bird falls out of the nest. Rustic living in Malaysia 😅
It’s my first time having a butterfly eating out of my hand… This will be the last video I am sharing of my Dad. I know he is in a better place and that we will meet again some day. Until then, Godspeed, Dad. 💖💖💐 Always
Dad 13.04.2024 Welcome home We sent Dad off to the crematorium on the 12th April and brought him back on 13th April to place him in his final resting place. At 11.19pm last night, my nephew Keenan was in the kitchen when he called out to tell us there was a butterfly there. My parents have lived in this home for over 30 years. There has never been a butterfly in the house before. He asked me how it got in because all the windows were closed. I had no idea… 🧐🤨🤷🏻♀️ but who cares. Not everyone believes in the spirits of the dearly departed coming back to give us a sign that they are alright. I always took it with a pinch of salt but this beautiful butterfly (Tawny Coster) perched on the cross, then on the picture of Blessed Mother Mary in my parents’ home before landing on my nephew’s hair. Mom kept talking to him, asking him to come hug her. He did. We all had a chance to hold him in our hand for a little while. When Dad was in the hospital, the doctors told us he was no longer conscious because he was not responding to them. When I spoke to him, he would move his legs and that sign became our only way of communicating with Dad. He would move his legs a lot when Mom came to talk to him and hugged him. That was how we knew if he wanted something, moving his leg would be a sign for “Yes”. He didn’t stay with us very long from the date he was admitted, we knew his strength was waning but letting go is easier said than done. The day his silver cord was disconnected from his body and we knew he was no longer in this world, it was perhaps the most surreal experience I have ever had. It was heartbreaking yet a huge relief because we knew he was no longer trapped in a cancer ravaged body that was slowly withering away. My Dad did not die of cancer. He left because of a fall that caused bleeding in his brain but the surgeon said they could not operate on him to stop the bleeding because of his condition. Last night, we asked the butter
Last night I reached out to Mochi and Snowy… Their Mom (Dena) is on a trip to Japan so they’re both in their respective boarding homes. Mochi is very happy when she stays at the boarding home because she gets to play with her friends so she told me to let her Mom know, not to worry about her as she is fine. She met the black and white dog again… I saw the visual and it looked like rhe Dalmation from one of our last sessions but the photo Dena sent me last night was of a different black and white dog. Nope, not the one in the photo… It was another dog Mochi was talking about. Today Dena sent me a video taken from another day. The dalmation was in it… Yup, that’s the dog Mochi showed me. Black and white patches, she met this dog again during her stay.. 😅😅 True enough, she is having a really good time playing with her friends so she is quite alright there until her Mom returns from the trip. Look at her run 😅😅… On the contrary, Snowy was trying to climb up to high places and was told if he doesn’t stay on the ground, they will have to revoke his roaming privileges until he learns not to jump up to high places. I told him it’s non negotiable with the cat boarding place because they don’t want to risk him injuring himself. This boy has a wilful streak to him so he tumbled to his side in the circle last night and was upset about his restrictions. He wanted me to tell Dena he misses her (coz he gets away with misdemeanours at home) and wants her to come back soon. He tried his luck again today and got his hall pass revoked… I told you so, Snowy 🤭🤭😅😅… Two totally different personalities… 😅😅🤣🤣 #dog #dogs #animal #animals #animallover #dogsofinstagram #doglover #dogslife #animalcommunication #animalcommunicator
So… Quick update 😅😅🙏🙏 This one gave me stress because he randomly flew into my client’s home and she reached out to several budgie groups to help find his family but to no avail. She tried posting missing budgie ads online but there were inquiries about taking him off her hands, none were from his previous family. She decided to communicate with him to ask what he wanted. He said he escaped because he didn’t like being caged all the time so he waited for his opportunity to break free. He told me he is studying this new home (the rescuer’s place) because he is also looking for a way out. 😱… He asked her to set him free because he doesn’t like staying in the cage perpetually (my client doesn’t believe in keeping birds 😅😅 so she doesn’t want to keep him but she is worried he won’t make it outside if she sets him free.. Catch 22 situation). So she did the next best thing, she tried to find him a home where he will be allowed to fly around and not be caged up. There was an offer to adopt him but he would still be kept (in a huge, ginormous cage with another budgie but they won’t be let out to fly at all). I asked my sister if she might be interested in adopting this beautiful boy and had her talk to him. Her own budgie, Cotton flew into a territorial rage that night when she reached out to talk to this boy. I guess that was a no-go. I got a call right after I sent her the text asking if she might want to talk to him and see how they both feel? She video called me back to show me Cotton bobbing his head, furiously squawking and pecking her fingers. Metallica concert going on…. Then he saw me in the video call and flew to the screen to yell at me. Ok, I told Cotton, “I’m sorry I asked”. Not good enough, he only flew off screen when I assured him out loud that this budgie won’t be going to live with them (why are the small ones so spicy, huh??? 🤔🤔)… So while talking to my sister about this budgie, Cotton flew b
This is the first time I had a client who initiated booking a block of healing sessions because she knew one session wasn’t enough to work through the issues bothering her dog. For that, I am very grateful because she wasn’t expecting a one session miracle from me 😅😅🙏🙏🙏😘😘. I met Mochi for the 1st time on 26th October. The questions and messages I received from her mom were quite common ones, related to her barking. I was asked to talk to Mochi about her barking at home (especially towards the tenants). I was also supposed to let her know she will be having a new fur companion in December so she wouldn’t feel lonely at home by herself when her Mom is at work. Mochi was very guarded when I first introduced myself to her. I watched her approaching the circle but she didn’t want to come in. She was indecisive, standing at the threshold so I waited for her to decide if she wanted to talk to me or not. It was 50/50 but she eventually came in. She showed me how she would grab a toy and shake her head aggressively, it felt like she was taking her frustration out on the toy than actually playing with it. That session was more like me listening to her talk about things that bother her but she didn’t wanna share details. It’s our first date, I spent most of the session listening to Mochi, taking in all the emotions I picked from her through our connection. She explained why she barks around the home and when I asked her about the tenants, she showed me someone with dyed brown hair. She doesn’t feel comfortable around this person but her mom (D) couldn’t recall offhand if either of the tenants at home dyed their hair when I asked who this person was😅😅. It was only after they came home that night, I got a text from D confirming one of the tenants did indeed have dyed brown hair. I wouldn’t say Mochi trusted me fully to tell me everything about herself, she shared some bits of information but before she left the circle, she told
A client of mine decided to cheer me up (Thank you, Brenda Phang 😘😘🫰🫰❣️💓) by sending me a video of Cushy. I met this boy awhile back and he is the sweetest guy ever. I call him Brenda’s Ambassador because he represents the herd and is friends with all the piggies that board at Brenda’s home (except for one brown piggie he was upset with for the longest time for stealing his spot with his mommy but that’s another story 😅😅🤭🤭). A little backstory on this: Brenda and Cushy developed their own direct communication by talking to each other using this method. She puts her finger near his mouth and asks him questions. If he licks her finger, it’s a “Yes”. If he doesn’t lick her finger, it’s a “No”. So both Brenda and her hubby uses this method to ask Cushy what he likes/doesn’t like, what he wants/doesn’t want. It’s really the cutest thing ever. I love watching videos of their interactions. Thank you, Brenda 🙏🙏😘💓❣️ I appreciate the kindness and 💓💓 from you and Cushy❣️❣️ Video shared with permission from Brenda 🙏🙏