Awards

Congratulations to the two winners of the Talk2theAnimals Birthday Celebration Contest!  We had lots of entries, it was difficult to narrow it down to only two winners.  A heartfelt thank you to all who entered their stories.

The Grand Prize Winner is Bonnie Koening who wrote ‘Why Do You Think Sickness is Wrong?’ a story about her cat Georgia.  Runner up is Sarah Tymeson who asks if the thoughts in your mind are yours or from an animal.  Besides having their entries published, Bonnie won a Talk2theAnimals TeleParty for her and 5 of her friends, and Sarah won a half hour communication.  Congratulations Bonnie and Sarah!

Enjoy these two wonderful stories!

GRAND PRIZE WINNER

Why Do You think Sickness is Wrong?

By Bonnie Koenig
http://www.chey.mysiamese.com

Talking To Georgia

My old cat is dying.  Two and a half years ago she was diagnosed with a menigioma and given three to six months to live.  I took her to a homeopathic vet and she did quite well for a time but now I see her walking around like an old cat in kidney failure.   I wonder how much more?  Is she comfortable?  What does she want?  How can I meet those needs?

I’ve always been able to talk to Georgia.   Years ago, when she went outside, I would sit on the back porch and concentrate upon her in the late evening and tell her it was time to come home. She’d be jumping over the fence as I was getting ready to go inside.

I settled down in bed with her at my feet and concentrated upon her as she snoozed one evening not long ago.  I asked if she were comfortable? How did she feel?  She seemed not quite all in her body but she was content.  No she was not the young cat she once was, but she was fine.

I told her I worried. I had missed all these signs on another cat she had lived with.  I worried that this cat had been sick and I didn’t know.   If I had know “what was wrong with her” maybe I could have eased her suffering.

Georgia said, very clearly.  “There was nothing wrong with her. She was sick.”

And I said, “That’s what I mean. If I had known, maybe I could have helped.”

Georgia said, “Why do you think being sick is wrong?  It’s not wrong. It just is.”

I was so startled I was thrown out of the meditation with her but her words have stayed with me, haunting past choices.

Why do I think sick is wrong?  Why have I tried to so hard to control the passing of each cat as they get elderly and sick, worried that they can’t handle the end, when really it appears it is only my worry for them?

Georgia has indicated that as a hunter cat, had she been outside, she would have been killed and eaten by a bigger hunter by now.  And that would have been okay with her (she adds though that she has no desire to be thrown out to the coyotes).  Had her life been different, though, that is just the way things would have been.

For today Georgia is still with us.  Perhaps tomorrow. No matter what happens, Georgia says it’s okay. She is content.  And so we enjoy these last weeks together.

RUNNER UP

By Sarah Tymeson

I was working on a blog post a few months back and was telling the story of the horses I’ve known and how they’ve shaped my life.  There were several listed but one name eluded me.  I could NOT think of his name to save my soul.  It drove me crazy for days.  All I could remember was that it was short…only 3 or 4 letters.  And I was about 90% certain it started with a ‘K’ but that was all I could muster (and I wasn’t even all that sure about the first letter).  Hubby even tried to help, naming off horses that I’d worked with.  I must say, I was impressed that he would remember ANY of their names!  So, randomly, for days, I would half-yell, “What is his name?!”  Seriously, things like that drive me NUTS!
On weekends I work at a stable.  I find that my time there is very relaxing and I tend to have my communicative moments there.  And not necessarily by choice either.  Since I’ve only recently tuned into this ability, I’ve not yet gained full control over where and when it occurs.  So, while cleaning stalls, in the quiet of the barn, when there is no other thought in my mind, the animals tell me things.  Lilly informed me that she’s a princess and wants the “royal treatment.”  Another horse, Trouble, wants to be a jumper (I think, still want clarification here).  Tex wants to be un-retired.  And so far, I haven’t minded these ambushes because I’m grateful that anything at all is getting through.  And that is how it happened on one cool morning:
I was cleaning stalls and this movie began to play in my mind.  Now, I must say 2 things here:  I do not normally visualize anything in my mind.  And it was not a movie that I had seen before in its entirety.  I’ve seen bits and pieces, but a scene from this movie played constantly in my mind for several stalls.  I kept thinking:  Why on Earth am I thinking about this movie?! I didn’t even really like it that much.  But no matter how hard I tried to think about other things…my to-do list or what to make for lunch…this movie was “attacking” me.  Over and over.  Without ceasing.  And then it hit me!  The movie playing in my mind was Shallow Hal.  The horse’s name was HAL!!!  How else would a horse with the name “Hal” communicate to someone what his name is?!  And as soon as I yelled out, in the quiet stillness of that barn:  His name is HAL!  I had NO more thoughts about that movie ever again.
My lesson:  When thoughts flood your mind that you seem to have NO control over, check:  Are these thoughts mine?!  If not, they may very well be the animals in your life trying to tell you something.

About the author:  Sarah Tymeson works with animals…primarily horses presently…using Access Energy Transformation to unlock and dissolve the blocks that they don’t realize they can let go of.  Oftentimes the animals in our lives take on our garbage in an attempt to help us, and then that gets stuck in their bodies and hinders their progress and health.  And all they need is the realization that they can let it go and the tools to do so.  Visit http://healing-horses.com for more information.

Harmony,

Janet Roper

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