My Fluffy Partner in Crime
This blog post comes as a surprise to me because it is quite controversial. In fact many may just write me off right here and now. But as I was shown early on in my journey, when I learn something I need to share it immediately. It doesn't serve anyone if I "sit on" information out of fear of being ostracized from my peers. So here I go, out on the limb again.
I've always been a lover of animals, especially dogs. From birth I loved dogs as if they were my family, my best friend. My first dog Penny, a black haired poodle, was with me from birth until the age of 5. The main thing I remember of Penny is that whenever I would cry, she would cry. When she disappeared from our backyard, never to return, I thought I would die. My mom remembers me crying myself to sleep for months and months.
A few years went by and one Thanksgiving as my brother and I were going to do the wishbone contest by pulling it apart with our pinkies, I wished for a dog. I won the contest (which didn't go over very well cause no offense big bro but you were kind of a sore loser). Just a few months later we went to the pet store to pick out my new dog. Now I had wanted a beagle so I could name him Snoopy. But there was another dog there, salt and pepper colored with a funny little beard, who licked my dads finger and it was then stated that we would be getting this dog.
I was disappointed because I wanted my beagle. This dog, a miniature schnauzer, was kind of annoying. He untied my shoes, then I would tie them, then he would untie them. He would chew up my friends thongs when they would come swimming. He just wasn't my Snoopy. His name was Pepper.
One day the girls up the street were picking on me and I ran home, went straight in the backyard. There was Pepper. He put his head on my shoulder and made this cute little sound as he breathed. It was the first time I felt connected to him. I told him everything, how mean the girls were, how it wasn't fair. I cried and he listened with a unconditional loving focus that I had needed so badly. This was the day that I knew he became my dog.
I wish I could say that we lived a long and happy life together. But these little guys just don't live as long as we do. My beautiful Pepper held on for 15 years, until I was 23 years old. He made it through all my high school boyfriends, biting their pant legs if they got too close. He did everything he could to make it all better when my family was mourning the suicide death of my brother. He raised me. I don't think I would have survived childhood and adolescence without him. I often said that I didn't think I could ever get married or have kids because how could I love them more than my Pepper. When he passed I was thoroughly devastated. His death even gave me lessons about people. The boyfriend I had at the time said.."I don't know why you are so upset, it's just a dog". Hasta la vista baby, hit the road Jack...I would never have room in my life for such a jerk. Thank you Pepper for showing me.
Now I have had several beautiful dogs since Pepper's passing. All with such amazing gifts to give. But there is one that is really making his feelings known and wants me to share his story so you can see the bigger picture of these beautiful beings.
About 11 years ago, before I married my husband, we bought another schnauzer. He looked a little like Pepper but had some differences. When we brought this guy home my son Michael said, "It's Pepper, he came home from heaven". I tried to explain that this wasn't Pepper,but Michael wouldn't have it. He was convinced it was Pepper. So we named him Pepper. For awhile we referred to him as Pepper #2, but now I really refer to him as Master Pepper, as that is what he is.
This fluffy faced little schnauzer was such fun. He had a mind of his own. We often had to chase him outside to get him to come in. Eventually when we moved to our current house he became an outside dog. He loved being outside and never seemed to care if he was inside or not. He was best friends with our dalmation, Turbo. They would play tug-of-war with a big rope and Pepper, that stubborn German as we would say, would hang on with all of his might. Turbo would swing him around in the air, with his hind legs flying up in the sky. It was so funny to watch and they had such fun. One day Turbo died suddenly and it was a huge shock.
Within months of Turbo's death, Pepper developed some puzzling symptoms. It was New Year's Eve 2008 when he was so sick we took him to the vet. He was diagnosed with hypothyroidism, diabetes and possible cushing's disease. He was insulin resistant and went into a coma. We prayed and prayed, visited him, spent all our Christmas money and maxed our credit cards. The kids were devastated. I was in the peak of my Lyme symptoms at that time. I was blessed to be working with a fantastic energetic practitioner. He sent a distant healing treatment to Pepper that reversed the insulin resistance. He began to perk up and came home. He wouldn't eat though. We fed him by hand, ounce by ounce, until he regained some strength. Praise God for giving us a second chance with our Pepper.
If you've read my blog you know that I've been on a mind, body and spiritual transformational path for the last few years. In this work I have learned to open up my clairvoyant gifts, but also other gifts like clairaudience, clairscentience and telepathy. Just 5 months ago my new gifts were challenged. Pepper fell in the pool and when we got him out he wasn't the same. He could barely walk without collapsing, he was banging his head into me and was beside himself. The vet said his liver enzymes were elevated but that was it. I prayed for guidance. As I was sitting in meditation I said.."Pepper please just show me what's wrong with you". I then got this weird feeling in my head, it was a dizziness but my head felt lopsided to one side. Then I saw a vision of a red bubble. It looked like a blood clot. I went down to the computer and found a website that had the exact image I had seen and said it was an anyurism.
I had been fine tuning my skills in telepathy so I could talk to the children with autism, but hadn't quite gotten the animal communication thing down yet. I called two different animal communicators and consulted with them. They both verified that Pepper had had a stroke. They also both said some amazing things. They said that Pepper helps me with Reiki. They said that when I am doing a healing session on a client, he is sending healing energy and love to that client as well. He also confirmed, through the animal communicators, that I had been communicating with him but that it was a little fuzzy still. We talked about many other things like peeing in the house, his barking at our Golden Retriever, but what struck me was that he was helping me with my clients.
That was just the coolest thing I could think of. My dog sending healing energy to my clients. I started working more and more to communicate with him. I spent a lot of time thinking that I must be making it up. But as time went on and the more I did it I would get answers back that I could validate. This was real. I also did my research and read books by Penelope Smith on the topic.
One day while in meditation I saw my three dogs. First I saw Pepper and rising out of Pepper was this huge being, he said he was a healer sent to be with me. The second dog was Mac, my Golden Retriever, I saw a beautiful white light rise from him and he said his job was to bring fun, laughter and a soft place to land for my son. The third dog was Pudge, our Pug. I saw an ancient Chinese man figure rise from him, his purpose was to bring balance and show the joy of meditation to us all. What I was reading about the amazing beings within these animal bodies was coming to fruition in my own home.
I began to pay attention to the subtle things with Pepper. What was he doing when I was meditating or doing healing work. Many times he would "look" asleep but his eyes were wide open, him seeming to be in a trance. I then realized that this was when he was doing his healing work or his telepathic communication.
My first Reiki class was approaching where I would be the teacher. I thought it would be fun to have Pepper help me practice giving the attunements. I did a practice run on him and gave him the Reiki attunement. When I taught the Reiki class he was pacing back and forth during the class as if he were teaching it himself. He came into the room when I performed the first attunement. At one point he blocked me from walking and then I realized I had forgotten a step. As soon as I completed the step he moved out of my way so I could proceed. It was as if he were my Master and I was his student. During that class I spoke telepathically to him with ease. We were in sync.
Just for fun I called the animal communicator after that class. She confirmed what I knew to be true. We had team taught that class and he was super excited that I was finally "getting it". This was so exciting. To think that my fluffy guy is really a masterful healer. Just about a month ago this really became obvious. I was sitting in the dentist chair waiting for the shot in my gums. I am usually very nervous at the dentist because of past traumas but this time was different. I began feeling an amazing relaxation come over my entire body. My body was tingling and I felt as if I was being hypnotized. I could have gone to sleep. Then I realized that I was getting Reiki. Someone must have been sending me a distant Reiki session. But who? None of my Reiki friends said they were going to or even knew I would need one. Then I asked my guides and they said it was Pepper. I couldn't help but giggle for the entire rest of the day. The dentist could have yanked out all of my teeth and I still would've giggled. My dog sent me Reiki!
I called the animal communicator and she said Pepper was freaking out with joy that I knew it was him and had felt it. Can you imagine? Pepper has sent me Reiki many times since then and I always know it's him because it comes just at the right time and for the right reason. He can be miles away from me and I can still feel his loving presence.
As part of my transformation I am taking note of lessons I need to learn as they come up. I have been working on a fear of losing Pepper because we have gotten so close. Right about the time I had been thinking about this fear, someone left the front door open and Pepper wandered out into the street. He was partially blind at the time. Michael rescued him but it triggered that fear in me. When I saw Pepper I was hugging and kissing him, then felt that warm, tingly, relaxation and knew he was giving me Reiki, right then and there.
Then the real lesson came. Last week Pepper became very ill. In one day both of his eyes turned white with blindness and he body began to fail. He wouldn't eat, wouldn't drink and began to sleep very very deeply. He either slept or would stand in a daze staring off into space. He seemed completely out of it, not even in his body. I put him on my bed and he told me he thought he was a goner. He said he wanted to say goodbye to the family and he didn't know how long he had left. I translated messages from him to the kids and my husband. I didn't think he would make it through the night. He did, just barely. This went on for several days. My mentor, Meg, reported that Pepper showed up in one of her healing sessions, asking for a Reiki healing for himself.
One day I put him outside to go potty. I turned my back for one second and I heard a splash. He had fallen in the pool. Luckily he was on a step and his head hadn't gone under. I was beside myself as this triggered a memory of how my first Pepper had died, drowning in the pool the night before he was to be put to sleep. I heard Pepper tell me, "It was an accident! I promise!." I laid him on my lap, wrapped in a towel and he fell into a deep sleep. I began to meditate and saw his light body. He was outside his body talking to the angels. He told me that if he cut the cord from his light body to his physical body he would die. He said he felt it was time to go. I told him that if he felt he was ready that I would support him. I said that even though I would mourn his physical body I knew that we could connect energetically and continue our healing work. He said that's what he wanted to do. I saw the angels take their glowing swords beginning to sever the cord. I took a deep breath and noticed Pepper's breathing speeding up, then slowing down. He then stopped breathing. I took another breath and said to myself, "He's dying in my arms". Then all of a sudden he jumped up and hopped off my lap, I think he scared the crap out of both of us!
At that point I was completely freaked. I thought he had died and now he was walking around. My emotions took full control and I wasn't sure if I could talk to him or trust my intuition. I called the animal communicator and she said he changed his mind. He had been changing his mind back and forth whether he wanted to fight his failing body, or transition. We worked together to decide that we would decide when it was time together. He said that he would give me clear signs when he decided to go.
I didn't think he would make it through that next night. I was awakened with that ever familiar bark. It was Pepper barking at Mac, the Golden Retriever! He hadn't showed that much spunk in a week! I went downstairs and there he was walking around, eating his food and telling me how he was feeling a little better. He decided to fight! Each day after that he got better and better. My friend Sara did a distant sound healing on him and she said he loved it when she sang Amazing Grace to him. A day later the white dissipated from his eyes and he began to see. "I once was lost, but now I'm found, was blind but now I see".
Pepper is now back to his old self. He is now showing up regularly during my healing treatment sessions. One boy told me that he could see Pepper as I was working on him. I can feel his energy and know when it's his. He is larger than life. He is a beautiful being a light, a master healer filling those he comes in contact with love. I will never look at dogs the same way, ever. As for my fear of losing him? Well I certainly don't want to lose him anytime soon. But, if I do, I know he is with me and will continue his mission of healing wherever he goes. I think he needed some more time with me so I really could FEEL his energy and know that his body is just that, a body, but the true being is his energy. That's the love.
As I speak to Pepper more fluently he teaches me lessons of the Universe. I asked him about these beautiful light beings coming in the form of cute little dogs. He said "There are thousands of us master ascended light workers coming to assist humanity in raising their vibration to a place of loving existence. We come into the homes of unexpressed lighworkers to help them to reach a level where they can help others. It's the same as the children with autism. They come on a human level and we come on a different level but with the same goal in mind."
I hope you look at your pet friends through a different lens now. Why are they in your life? What can you learn from them? There is so much to learn from our fluffy friends. Do you have a Master Healer living in your home?