Rosezella's Way

Martin Luther King day: Forgiveness is the Way

annmariehoff — Tue, 17 Jan 2012 08:13:25 +0000

“I think it’s about forgiveness, even if, even if, you don’t love me anymore.” Don Henley

There are so many reasons why we do not forgive. Old loves that are gone seem closer if we hold onto the hurt they left us with. If we forgive them, we let go of them, and sometimes we aren’t ready to do that.

Few medical doctors would admit to a diseased heart being caused by a broken heart. In my work with people, I find many who are actually dying with congestive heart failure because they have not forgiven someone or something. The heart is a muscle, and if it isn’t exercised both physically and emotionally, it can get out of shape, harden, and no longer work well enough to sustain our bodies. It is important to remember that here on planet earth we live in a world of duality, where there is good and evil, light and dark, big and small, broken hearts and broken blood vessels. Statements that define exact opposites very well could be different parts of the same elephant. To me it is comforting to accept this, and realize there is another place higher above, where the very things that seem opposite of each other are parts of the same whole.

When we don’t forgive someone, it hardens a part of us. It also ties us to the moment when this incident happened, which becomes the past. Having struggled with the subject of forgiveness for years, it isn’t a popular way to handle things in our present culture. This is the age of revenge, of getting even. The number of patients with heart disease correspond with burgeoning accuracy. The heart is a muscle to be exercised, to be worked out just like your bicep muscle. When you don’t forgive, the heart contracts, and stays there. Not forgiving connects the heart to fear, anger, bitterness and revenge. Past eras in the United States have handled forgiving and letting go in more gracefully and healthier way than we do today.

When Bobby Kennedy was assassinated in the 60’s, his family immediately forgave his killer, knowing that if they didn’t, the man would have killed more than just Bobby. The family grieved, openly forgave, and moved into the present moment. They knew it would be a travesty to Bobby’s life’s work to go on a revenge hunt. No one had more of a reason to be full of vengeful hatred than the Kennedy’s, yet they forgave, and in that forgiving healed themselves and the nation.

When a horrible thing happens to us, we always have a choice. Many people think that they don’t, perhaps because the choices are a long shot, or not palatable or they are driven totally by their emotions. However, you ALWAYS have a choice. That is why we are here: to experience free will, which means making choices.

Your choice includes how you think, but also how you feel about the incident. Whether or not to stay in that moment for the next 50 years, or let go of it, cut your losses. Do not allow the incident to take one more drop of time, energy, emotion or future. For that is absolutely what unforgiveness does, it steals the future from you.

Forgiveness is not about the other person: it is about you. It is you saying that you care so little about the other person you will never think of them again. Think about that statement. In fact, do what I did, MEMORIZE that statement.

If you are holding a grudge- think about it now. Think of all the time you have spent thinking about the issue, being angry, thinking about getting back at the person, evening the score, what exactly the score entails. Now, realize that is time you will never get back. It is time you could have used to create something; to take a friend, spouse or child for a walk or to the zoo, time that you could have spent LIVING in the present moment instead of stewing about the past. Because that is what every unforgiveness is about: THE PAST. We carry it into the future in our minds.

A newly announced intuitive, I was at a drugstore one day picking up a prescription. The pharmacy tech was visibly upset, so I asked her what was wrong. She replied that her mother was in the hospital diagnosed with congestive heart failure, and only a few days to live.

I said I was sorry to hear of her woes, and I hoped for the best for her mother. I then left the pharmacy, and walked towards the store exit. Halfway down an aisle, I got received a download. All of a sudden I knew about the woman and her mother. I went back to the pharmacy and told the woman to call me, that I had information for her.
We spoke for three hours that night. Debbie’s spirit guides were lively, pushy, and concrete. Her mother needed to forgive someone that was why she was in heart failure.

I then learned that Debbie’s brother had been murdered, and that her mother had never forgiven the murderer. The guides said this is why her mother’s heart was failing; it had hardened from lack of forgiveness. Debbie was told she had to go to the hospital and convince her mother to drop all her grievances and forgive everyone in her life, especially the murderer.

Debbie had never stood up to her mother, and was in no hurry to change. The guides blatantly stated that if Debbie did not do this for her mother, she might as well stay at home the rest of her life in the Barrcolounger eating Cheetos. If she didn’t stand up to her mother now, she would never do anything of consequence. I felt like an incredibly mean thug, channeling information I myself would never say out loud. Debbie was a crying, sobbing, mess when we got off the phone, and I felt like a heel. (I always say what the guides say pretty much verbatim, because I don’t KNOW what they are talking about enough to edit it, and the fact that they work with God lets me give them the benefit of the doubt. The exception to this is when I am shown graphic videos: most of the time I see no need to pass them on blow by blow).

For the next two weeks I didn’t see Debbie. I wouldn’t have blamed her if she didn’t talk to me again, the session was that rough. Amazingly, when I did see her, she was beaming.

“My mother went home the day after I talked to her about forgiving” Debbie told me, “and she has gone from death’s door, with congestive heart failure class 4, to a class 2. Her forgiving led the way to a magical recovery”.
Debbie stayed home and cried the whole day after we talked, then she got up her nerve and talked to her mom. The results impacted both of their lives significantly and permanently.

Debbie’s mom is still going strong, seven years later. Debbie’s mother was my first client saved by forgiving, but not the last. Many clients have had heart disease, only to see it magically get better when they forgive and turn the evidence of the situation over to God.

This where seeing an intuitive instead of a therapist is a far better choice. An intuitive channels your guides, so knows what your situation is & how you feel about it. The therapist asks to see you for 6 months to find out about your situation, then ASKS you how you feel about it. A therapist can & will talk about your issues ad nausea. But a difference in your life is made only when you turn your attitudes, emotions and the situation over to God, asking him to take it from you & replace where it was with the love & light of God.

“You are so powerful, you can chose bondage if you wish” Abraham, as channeled thru Ester Hicks, “Ask & it is Given

This brings up a very important point. We co-create our reality. So- if we believe we are in charge of our lives, that we are victims and incidents happen TO us instead of THRU us, then that will be what we see. Again, we fragment and disconnect from the true reality, the cause and affect of the universe, and that energy comes back to us seemingly random, like a car accident or being attacked by a mugger. Now that I have accepted that life is cause & effect, I see it everyday functioning in my life. I know the freedom from turning an incident over to God, and letting go of judgment. My believe is that we are not here on earth to judge ourselves or others, and that is an action best left to God. I have had incidents in my life that have affected me greatly, and I turn them over to God, without judging the people involved, only to look at them later and not have the anger or emotion.

Create the best you in 2012

annmariehoff — Mon, 09 Jan 2012 22:09:16 +0000

What is your idea about yourself? What is the grandest version of the greatest vision you ever had about Who You Are? Conversations with God constantly invites us to create that. Once you decide specifically what that is, then you know what you are doing here, and you will find yourself doing other things less and less. Create a context within which to live your life. Give yourself a purpose, a meaning. Give yourself a mission. Call yourself something! Just call yourself something. Call yourself “brave” or call yourself “kind”. Call yourself “smart” or “wealthy”. Or call yourself all of it, and more. Whatever you call yourself, you call forth for yourself. What you call yourself calls to you and you will fly to it like a moth to flame. What you call yourself, you call forth for yourself. What you call yourself, calls to you. – Neil Donald Walsh Questions and Answers on Conversations with God

I am leading with this quote for a simple fact: it is true. I believe we are ALL powerful manifestors, but many of us have no idea that we are creating our lives. I can look back on the many situations I have gotten myself into (9 car accidents in 13 years, none of which were my fault. I believed that I could only take time off if I were sick, and so sitting in traffic, I would be thinking “I need some time at home to myself” and within one minute, BAM- I was in a car accident not of my making.) A fear still roams the back of my consciousness, that I am creating trauma, drama and energy drains without knowing it. When I try to look at these beliefs, they scurry like cockroaches hiding from an overhead light. They go to ground, and my inner child says, “not me. I don’t create this stuff. I am just hanging out.”

An easier way to create joy, abundance and the life I am meant to live, is not to interrogate her like she is a war hostage, but to choose what I want for this life. Much like a radio dial, you can only have one transmission on at a time, so love of myself and my future grounds out the negative beliefs from my childhood. However, by playing the music of self-actualization, all the beliefs and thoughts that do not support that tune also come forward, sometimes screaming. While saying “I am supported and cared for no matter what” the old melody of “people always let me down” plays in the background. It is a hard one to let go of, because it has seemed true for thirty plus years. The fear that this is the real reality stands glaring me down. I repeat to myself, “Today I am supported and cared for in every way.” What is past, is past, unless we drag it into the present room. It often feels uncomfortable not to do so. That is actually the tip off we are doing something terrific: it feels frightening and strange.

The guides stand around us all with love, quiet determination and belief that we CAN make the best choices for ourselves. They bring us opportunities to grow. As humans, we are on this earth to experience free will, to make choices, and spirit will never interfere with that. As humans we are playing on the field, and they are coaching and supporting while not touching the ball or taking our choices away.

The question that they bring forth is this: as humans, you are always changing, growing, making choices, and creating. While it may feel uncomfortable to change behavior, to risk, to follow your heart or intuition isn’t it also TRUE GROWTH to make a new choice, not the same one over and over again? To trust that God has our back, and with the leap of faith he brings the jet stream that supports and buoys us?

Make this a real new year, this 2012, the year of the death of old paradigms. It is not the end of the world. It is the start however, of deceit, lies and fraud being found out. The truth is always stronger than a lie. This age will go a step beyond this: the truth is where our growth and safety lies.

Love returns to love: do pets reincarnate?

annmariehoff — Fri, 09 Dec 2011 22:26:45 +0000

The following is an excerpt from my forthcoming book, Animal Lover. When researching the topic of reincarnation in dogs, cats and horses, I found five other animal communicators who also started BELIEVING in animal reincarnation because of their work. Do you have any experiences with animals that seem like animals that had been your friend before?

When I do a session for someone and their animal, I just channel what I receive. It is like the part of me that is the ego or consciousness, is sitting on the sidelines listening to everything that was said. What comes thru sometimes surprises me as much as it does the person getting the information. The more sessions I do the more I understand how the universe works. Thru the years I have come to trust this information, to trust it in a way I never have trusted anyone or even myself.

Immediately with the first year, I learned about earthbound beings, the choices that are made after death. How dogs that came to support their humans stayed around in spirit after they died, and how dogs in heaven were so happy, they were in sheer at total bliss. I honestly do not remember feeling that way to that extent before: the way I feel when I channel a being that is in heaven.

Many dogs and cats too come to enrich, enhance and progress their humans life’s here on earth. That duty is not severed with death, and many stick around after death to fill the position they were given. So it didn’t surprise me when I ran across animals that were coming back to their humans in a new body, a new story.

I have experienced this firsthand, with my cat Peewee coming back as a horse. It is always so hard to believe the miraculous, but why? Is it too hard to believe that we are so loved that these beautiful beings love us enough to return?

I’ve encountered pet reincarnation multiple times with numerous clients. It even boggles MY mind it is achieved. But I know if a spirit want to come back, they ask. They can figure it out: we don’t need to know how it happens.
There is an energy that is loves us that want us to fulfill our purpose and simply wants us to be happy. Why do we have such a hard time believing that something so miraculous could happen in our lives?

dog love, working together & the end of fear

annmariehoff — Wed, 23 Nov 2011 06:41:46 +0000

This summer I had the ephinany that we all have to work together, and that dog trainers and communicators SHOULD be on the same team for we do different jobs. If it is a communication or misunderstanding, you know we can save alot of heart ache, money and time. Currently, 30% of the animals being turned in to the shelters are done so because of behavior issues. My belief is that as humans we are letting these dogs down, I was called in earlier in the year by Small Paws because a woman who adopted a dog wanted to turn the dog into the humane society because he had “maybe” bitten someone. I did a session with the dog & he stayed in the home. Wouldn’t it be great if it were standard of care for us to get called before these dogs are turned out of their homes for almost certain death?

Writing my book has crystalized my purpose in this world, and allowed me to realize the role that animals play in creating the future. at first I thought that I would be in this little “niche” of animal communication, even though I am an intuitive medium and medical empath for humans too. What I have come to believe is the path to EVERYTHING is thru the animals- dogs teach us about death, how to love and are causing many to believe in reincarnation (I have at least 2 pets a month come back reincarnated, and have found quotes from 5 other animal communicators who believe this too).

The reason I am sharing this with you is that there is much to do. The vision I received for one of my clients this weekend is that of a tsumani hitting: if we are standing alone we will be washed away. If we are holding hands, embracing our strength, we will be not only survive but thrive, not only exist, but also flourish. We are never stronger than when we stand together, and it is thru channelling divinity for others that I embrace it myself.

You know why I felt compelled to share this information with you. I just realized the hundreds of sessions I did at hayhouse & Celebrate not only the person received, they allowed me to see more of my grace & path.

I remember the moment, that I decided it didn’t have to be up to me to change the world.I grade school age, at a 4h meeting. and the thought floated thru my head that I was nothing special, so why did I feel pressured, hell, responsible, for changing the world? And I did, I felt the weight of being a solution for the world every hour of the day. It was way too much, I am only a girl. (A girl who stood in her bedroom and talked to Abraham Lincoln several times a week). I thought nothing about this being weird, after all I lived in Illinois, the land of lincoln, and wasn’t he EVERYWHERE?

I am currently reading Steve Jobs bio, and it has stirred the passion in me even more. You see, I have many of the same traits that he does, including that of knowing you could be “out there”. Difference was that I always was scared of the edge, thinking that the song “she’s come undun” could be me. I dated men who “grounded” me, and followed alot instead of led.
But now, after listening to my angels, after hearing about jobs, after falling in love with dogs so much that I fell in love with myself. I got the radical idea that it is time. Time to head straight for that edge, and fly over it. because to be in love with yourself, allows you to not be held hostage by fear.

Pets and anger

annmariehoff — Mon, 05 Sep 2011 19:02:19 +0000

This is excerpted from Ann’s upcoming book, “Animal Lover.”

Anger. Everyone feels it, even if you are a saint. Like Deepak Chopra says, “If you have a physical body, you are not evolved totally, and still have your dark side.” My father was a “rager.” That means that when he had a flat tire, a hog got out, or the cattle didn’t want to do what they were supposed to, he would go off on a tangent, screaming, shouting, and throwing stuff around. When I was small, I was afraid his head was going to blow off–exploding just like they did in the cartoons.

So I, like many people today, did not have an appropriate role model for becoming angry. All I knew was that I did not want to do what my father did. Anger itself is not bad, it just means that you are not getting something you want or need. It is like someone stepping on your foot, and you have to say, “Hey, get off, that hurts!”

A very destructive part of anger is that if it does not move forward, and through your body, it becomes stuck, which then becomes depression. Many women have this, because they were taught it wasn’t “ladylike” to be angry or mad.

Animals that are empathic for their humans may absorb anger that is in the home. Once I witnessed a woman who had a pit bull, that viciously attacked another dog walking past the restaurant where we were seated outside. The woman grabbed the pit bull and put it in a submissive posture. While she was doing this, the guides projected to me that the anger was not the dog’s possession; the anger belonged to its owner. This is an important point, because like food dye on a wet sponge, dogs will soak up our emotions without even thinking about it. As caretaker of the canines that live with us, we need to ground and dispose of our own anger and not allow it to disseminate to our pets. If the anger does, many times tragedies occur that can very easily result in the death of the dog.

My golden rule about anger is that I do not interact with animals from that angry place. Dogs, cats, and horses feel anger immediately, and usually respond by going into a fear zone. What may not be instantly apparent, is even if you are angry in any way, just being in your presence will change what experience your animals are having.

I have worked with shelter animals, adopted pets, and pets from experiences such as Hurricane Katrina or the California forest fires. What I have found is that fear is very present in their lives, and if they have been abused in any way, it only makes the fear worse. The amazing fact is that if you clear the energy on these animals, they will drop fear and move into present time. I have talked to pets that have been kicked, shot, hurt violently and abused. Anger has no place within a home that has pets. And adding drug addiction or alcohol to this type of situation is like throwing a match into a can of gasoline.

And if you do have anger, do you know what you have created with it? Anger should be felt, released, and then it should be gone. Anger ideally should never hurt someone in any way, physically or emotionally. This includes animals. Many people think as long as they are not physically hurting someone, anger is okay directed at another person.

Honor yourself and your animals by knowing when you are angry and expressing it in a constructive, non-damaging way. When you are mad, get off your horse and try again the next day.

If you would like to share your favorite ways of dealing with anger, we’d love to hear from you. Drop us a line at annh@rosezellasway.com

What I have learned from dogs:

annmariehoff — Thu, 30 Jun 2011 17:14:00 +0000

Meditation is sacred, and a moving meditation like a walk is the BEST!

- If someone is especially cooking your favorite meal, it’s okay to do a “happy dance”

-Every once & awhile you come across someone who you have nothing in common with, and instead of judging, you just need to give them a wide berth.

-Not everyone has to love you, but you can still try for that….

-you can never snuggle too much.

-Trust that when someone likes or even loves you, they usually meet you halfway.

-if you patiently wait your turn, you will get a treat too.

-a fight is a fight, and then you sniff noses and forgive.

-You are always connected to what you love.

-That visiting friends and getting a nice snack is a great way to spend the afternoon.

We want you to respect us. This means buying us a collar, a leash, a toy or two, a bowl to call our own. We LOVE spending time with you. YOU are the center of our lives. IF we can’t sleep with you, we would love to have our own bed.

If you want us to behave, give us a time that is all ours. Set aside time that we will be going on a walk, and it is OUR time. During Ann’s “work time” we are quiet like she wants us to be. Remember, we play hard & sleep hard, so give us a lot of both.

When we lick ourselves, we do it mainly to solve an itch. Lick a wound, get out a thorn or enjoy ourselves. If you notice, we are never cleaner afterwards. I am sure you have noticed, dirt and dust are not really noticealble by us, except for the great scratching the back possibilities.

Give yourself & your pets a lush plant paradise

annmariehoff — Thu, 16 Jun 2011 18:38:22 +0000

Plants feed our souls. Not just oxygen to our bodies, (which today is precious enough) they connect us with nature keeping our environment from being totally contrived by humans. The people who have plastic plants are missing the boat on what plants really are.

Plants create an environment where the Elementals can thrive. Elementals are fairies, gnomes, water sprites, elves, and other woodland folk. They protect & service nature. So anyone who helps with plants, has pets or works with animals are top notch in the elementals eyes and get help when they ask for it from the elementals. Just because they aren’t easily seen, can be small and you think you don’t believe in the elementals, don’t count them out! They have helped me many times, pretty much instantly, no waiting.

I have asked the Elementals to Clean out stopped up drains, give me more hot water in the shower, and help sick plants or animals to get well. If you think that you are not good with plants, think again.

I had always given the “plant goddess” award to my mother. When I was in college, I would take plants up to the dorm room, and when they got sick I would bring them home to my mom who nursed them back to health. I would bring plants to death’s door, and she would get them healthy again. That continued for years.

Even after I moved to Tucson, I’d visit Mother and come home with numerous plants and cuttings only to have them turn brown and die. However after I realized what I think created my reality, I changed my thinking about plants. I simply made the statement:

“I am great with plants. I know how to treat them, and all my plants have healthy, successful lives.”

I have not lost a plant since. Even the ficus tree, (I have never done well with a ficus before) never drops leaves! So, change your thoughts if you weren’t already a green plant god/goddess: and make your living space full of abundant oxygen producing living beings.

If you know your basic chemistry, it just makes sense to have your environment full of oxygen producing factories! Many people are buying made-man air filtering systems for hundreds of dollars. It is like we have forgotten that God gave us the best air filtering machines possible, plants!

Cat tip: some cats LOVE green plants: grass and the dirt that is with them. On my bigger plants, I have made decorative ceramic tiles that sit over the soil so that my cats can’t dig up plants and disturb them. If your cat is really a grass/catnip lover, give them their own square of grass and catnip to play in. I have one client that has a window box that she has covered with grass, and the cats can sit in that and pretend that they are outside. If you have a cat that has been outdoors and no longer want them to go outside, the window box or a place with their own plants really goes a long way to them being happy and safe

Canine one of a kind

annmariehoff — Fri, 13 May 2011 07:52:21 +0000

This is an article I wrote previously, when I was between my first bichon Patsy and my girls now, Gracie and Lucie. I have found no matter how many dogs you know, none are alike. Dogs are like snowflakes, only much larger and warmer. This may seem like a tribute, (and probably is) but it is my accounting of her presence in my life, what I appreciated the most.

Who am I now, without a living dog, present in my life? I find that I do not have the excited frenzy of the possibility of meeting new people, meeting strangers that would become friends and the trust of Patsy, my dog. Patsy lived to give love to people. She has a heart bigger than her body, and she taught me more about love than I previously knew.

Patsy liked me to hold her, so she could be eye level with these new companions. She didn’t understand as much English as me, but she liked to look people in the eye when they talked, to prove that she was listening. When Patsy and I had the Vet out for a sick horse, I would be talking to the vet, and Patsy would start whining. I would pick her up so she could see our faces, and she would be immediately engrossed in the conversation. She knew those horses were HER horses, and that she was responsible for seeing that they were healthy and doing well.

Patsy, my fifteen-pound Bichon attacked a coyote that came into the horse’s pen. The coyote bit Patsy, but she didn’t let that deter her chase. She ran into the house wild-eyed, and then continued her pursuit. At the end of my property, we both threw derogatory terms to those hellions as they ran away. I picked Patsy up to find her wet with a warm sticky liquid. Inside the house, I cleaned out 4 puncture teeth wounds on the right side of her butt. Heroically, she wasn’t even limping.

I had cat food, and science diet small bites dog food on hand if nothing I cooked matched her needs. One night I had crab legs, something I really love, and gave Patsy the meat out of one of the legs (yes, real crab legs!) she looked at it, sniffed disdainfully, and marched off to crunch on cat food loudly, This wasn’t the last time I got “dished” on by the food critic I lived with. At times, I would have as many as 4 food choices in front of her, and she would look up at me quizzically, asking: “Is this all you can come up with tonight?”

When I was out of town, Patsy stayed with her parents or doggy daycare, and ate regular dog food. I was amazed at what she would eat. Patsy was a competitive eater with other dogs: if they ate something, she would too usually. Many times at another’s house, Patsy would boldly walk up and eat the host’s dog food out of the dish. It was one of her “habits” that quickly made other dogs wonder if she too, was a dog, or if she had “super powers”.

Another trick she used was to get on a chair and settle in, comfortable and at home. Dogs that weren’t allowed on the furniture were like, “No way! I live here & I can’t get on that chair, on the couch, anywhere! She must have super powers. Because they aren’t upset with her!” Another purpose that would solve is that with bigger dogs, Patsy in her 15 lb. body would be able to look at them eye-to-eye. This set some dog’s off-center, and allowed her to keep that “she might not be a dog” mystic.

I meet Patsy’s needs, from having meat cooked to her specifications for dinner, to going for a walk every day, having marrow bones to chew on after dinner, and scooping the marrow out for her because she couldn’t get it herself. I tried hard to please Patsy. It is a true love affair, because I did these things without resentment, knowing that it was a small price to pay to have such love and happiness in my life.

Patsy never ate pork, meat cooked more than medium rare, any type of sea fish. I cooked a fair amount of chicken, porterhouse steaks, and usually had lunchmeat and turkey breast available if I didn’t have the time to cook. She would whine and act like she “wanted something” and some nights I even succumbed and went to the grocery store to satisfy her needs.

Patsy had a really long body with short legs. I had to really search to find a coat for her. I finally found one at a horse show that was velvet and fake fur and had the buckles on it like a horse blanket. It was gorgeous but she hated all clothes and she wanted them off as soon as possible.

I brought Patsy into a date’s house, and she peed all over the carpet. Like a parent she was protective of me, no one else was good enough for me. The next time I was at this man’s house, I left Patsy in the car. I had brought Patsy’s coat, so though it was December, I knew she would be warm. I had planned to be there just a few minutes, but I feel asleep. The next morning I found one furious dog in my car. Patsy was so angry she wouldn’t even look at me. Patsy stayed mad at me for an entire week. The doggy day care even pulled me aside to ask, “What is up with Patsy? She seems depressed.”

I have had clients tell me that it hurt so much to lose their dog that they were never going thru it again. When many clients get older, they don’t want to make the effort it takes to have a dog. They say they want to travel, that they took care of kids and dogs and stuff their whole lives, and need a break. My response to this is “do you need a break from love too?” No one can love you as much and in the same way as your own dog. Today there are doggy day care’s, friends with dogs who will watch yours, dog walkers, pet sitters, and numerous facilities that can share the burden of responsibility of pet ownership. All dogs come with a purpose and need a job. The next dog that steps into your life may have an entire different place in your household than your prior one did. Trust that the Universe knows what is best for your future, and that love always finds a way.

What happens when a pet dies?

annmariehoff — Fri, 29 Apr 2011 08:06:07 +0000

What happens when pets die? This is my experience of it. I have a faith built from experience, a faith because it a feeling unseen. Faith lends itself to dogma; we can’t pass feelings around the room like we can photographs. It’s not something that you can look at and say well this color’s black and this color’s purple. This has been my experience from years of working with animals on this side & the other side.

The Universe runs with a precision that comes from order. With order, it always seems there are rules. A protocol if you will. A protocol that exists, but I of course do not have a copy. After seeing trends, I came to realize what the rules were.

Dogs and cats both can choose to stay here earthbound with their people. If you have the ashes of a pet, it’s been my experience that the spirit of that pet stays with you: earthbound.

Many misconceptions are held about spirits. There are two main places a being can go when they die: what I would call heaven, or earthbound. From this side, at times it can be hard to recognize the difference.

Animals do not seem to have a waiting period to be available after death, like I have experienced with humans. The people on the other side that I cannot make contact with both had died recently. It is my understanding we undergo a life review, and during that time are unavailable. I do not know if animals do not have such a life review, or if it happens so fast that they are immediately available for conversation.

Perhaps I don’t have a very sophisticated skill set to perceive differences. But when I channel animals that are alive or dead, they basically come through in very much the same form. The feeling I get when I channel my body is about the same feeling. The big clue is if there is pain in the body, the animal is still alive. I welcome your questions on this subject!

The hard work of following your heart

annmariehoff — Wed, 30 Mar 2011 16:58:12 +0000

HARD WORK. Effort. Physical labor. These words, and the connection between them in my mind, have affected the structure and path of my life. Not always I may say, in a positive way.

The hard work & her sister clutter, can abscond my life. How do I define myself, without hard work? It seems the old me needed physical work and “things” to keep my fear at bay. It is uncomfortable to not be getting a paycheck, not working a “real” job, not being part of a larger whole of corporate life. As humans we are not our production during the day. Being lazy, or being industrious does not guarantee us money, love or health.

The rule I was taught about working hard, physical labor, being a path to abundance, happiness and joy is not always (or is it ever?) true. What is true is that we must trust our hearts: that voice within us that speaks to us to write, to dance, and to take a nap, regardless of the monetary rewards.

If we can do that we may experience a real miracle, that of following our hearts, our spirit’s yearning, and a whole different definition of hard work. Having the courage to listen to what is specific to your soul, “the different drummer” so to speak, is not comfortable. It is the “hard” part of taking the road not traveled by, the being lonely enough to have work of your own. It trusts that small voice inside, and taking responsibility for the choices you are making, not turning your power over to someone to make your choices for you. I can tell you honestly, there are days I would feel more comfortable cleaning stalls, but then I try to stay with it a few seconds more.

Consider Paul McCartney performing in Red Square Russia, singing “back in the USSR”. That was a song that he wrote in privacy, practiced and launched into being with his fellow Beatles. The song went from that, to thousands of Russians singing the song along with him, knowing every word although they may not know English, have never been in the same town as Paul McCartney, let alone talked to him. Yet he had written words that influenced their lives, that they carried around inside them with personal memories and events tied to those words.

Do not die with your music inside you. Do not die without someone knowing who you really are- including yourself. The journey of a thousand miles starts with the first step. Do like Paul McCartney, and write it down. Write it down, perform it. Sing it to yourself. Play a starring role in your life, not a bit part.

“Life is a great big canvas, and you should throw all the paint on it you can” Danny Kaye