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My Personal Journey

Dusty and Kate age six

Some of my earliest memories are of “hearing” the thoughts and feelings of animals and people in my life. I felt as if I had a “door” open in my mind and heart. As I became verbal, I shared with my parents what I was receiving. At first they found this charming, but it didn’t take long for them to question “my vivid imagination.” I began to feel uneasy and different.

 

When I was three, my dad gave me a beautiful orange-tabby kitten, named Dusty. Dusty told me to share my experiences just with him, since my human family didn’t understand. We began a love affair with each other, the plants, the birds, and all animals around my suburban New Jersey home. It was a magical time. I learned so much about our connections and shared lives.

 

One night, when I was six, Dusty snuggled up next to me, told me he was very proud of me and our work together was done. The next day he was gone; hit by a car. I was devastated. I wanted to die too because I didn’t know how to function without him in the “closed mind” human world.

Over the next few months, I got very sick and had to have a tonsillectomy. As I was going under the anesthesia, I felt safe for the first time since his death. I felt protected, then I heard him say, “This isn’t your time. You have work to do. I and the animals will always be here with you.” However, when I woke up, I decided to close down my abilities in order to “fit in” and avoid the pain that losing him caused me.

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For the next 15 years or so, I blocked most of my memories and intuitive abilities. But I couldn’t forget the profound conversations Dusty and I had had about life and love. Then, in my mid 20’s, I saw a therapist who helped me find the feminine intuitive parts of myself that I had banished. As I reintegrated, my ability to telepathically receive returned. I began an amazing journey to reconnect to my heart and soul.

 

Eventually I left the east coast and moved to Santa Fe, NM, where my journey accelerated. A practicing psychic, R. Christian Anderson, felt guided to take me on as an apprentice. Christian helped me identify and hone my abilities. Then one day he asked me, “What do you want to do with this?”

 

I replied, "I want to be a voice for the animals.” From the moment my ability to communicate with animals returned, I was resolved to do all I could to help them with the gifts I’ve been given. He sent me on my first animal communication consult and a miracle healing occurred after my visit. Miracles continued to unfold, propelling me into my career that has developed and grown for more than 30 years. 

 

From the deepest parts of my heart, I thank the beautiful, loving being I knew as Dusty. Without his love and encouragement, my gifts and my purpose in this lifetime would have faded and died. I am here now to stand strongly in my intuitive self, to live in Service for the good of every animal and all loving beings on Mother Earth. 

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