No, it’s not a typo! I really wanted to talk about September 8th... but on the 9th, the day after. You see, September 8th has lots of meaning for me...
As many of you already know by now, I officially started my journey as an animal communicator the day my sweet Annabelle left her shell to go back to her light body. I promised her that night that I would find a way to connect with her and continue to learn from her. I believe animals have wonderful lessons to teach us... living in the present moment and unconditional love being my two favourite ones!
That same night, I also thought that I wanted to become the voice of animals so other people and animals could connect through me... some sort of “soul messenger” if you want. At the time, I wasn’t even sure if all this was at all possible. But now when I look back, I can see how those seemingly impossible ideas were made available to me. I was devastated, heartbroken, I had just vomited my old self (I know, this sounds weird if you haven’t read my first blog post!) and I was exhausted. The perfect conditions for me to really hear what my soul had been trying to tell me for quite some time.
All this happened on September 8th, 2015.
A year later, on that exact same date, in that very same emergency room, I was told that my other dog, my big goofy Great Dane Oscar, had only 3-4 months to live. When I heard the words “congestive heart failure” my own heart stopped. I couldn’t think. It was as if my mind went blank and there was nobody home. I was a body, period. I was having the most uncomfortable “déjà vu” experience of my life.
My mind started racing: How am I going to know when he is ready to leave? What does he want? Does Oscar want to go through the whole process of tests and drugs? Am I going against his will? And then, all of a sudden, my promise to Annabelle surfaced. It was as if my consciousness had become the observer, detached from the situation.
I then got the knowing that I had to become an animal communicator with a purpose: I wanted to help animals voice their preferences, thoughts and last messages. Once again, my soul had used my weakest moment to bypass my busy mind.
On September 8th, 2016, the cool idea of communicating with animals took a more organized path.
Now you know why this date is so important to me. Yesterday was therefore a time to reflect and meditate. I wanted to be a clear channel for all the wonderful ideas and inspiration my soul wanted to share with me.
You see, we spend most of our time on autopilot. We get up each day from the same side of the bed, accomplish our morning ritual the exact same way, we talk to the same people and get our coffee at the same coffee shop. In fact, before our day has even started, we already know how it’s going to go. Our body is so used to our routine that it has developed a mind of its own. That’s why we can pack our lunch or drive to work without much attention nor energy. We have become quite efficient at doing things without noticing what’s going on in our own internal world.
While on autopilot, we keep re-creating the same life day after day based on the same thoughts, behaviours and emotions. Our body is always ahead of us accomplishing the next task on our list without us noticing it. And, during all that time, all those months and years, we keep hoping that things will get better, that something fun will happen or that a cute guy will invite us for a drink.
But... repeating the same thing over and over while expecting a different result isn’t Einstein’s definition of insanity? I’ll let you fill in the blanks here!
When we are busy living our lives according to the exact same blueprint that we have created, our mind has all the time in the world to keep thinking the same thoughts. In all that chatter, it is very difficult for our soul to reach us... it’s like trying to call someone but the line is always busy. As smart as humans can be, we still haven’t developed a system that notifies us when the line is finally available!
We live in a world where busy-ness is more valued than being-ness.
So we go through life... doing... as we often forget to just be.
It is interesting that sometimes we need a wake-up call to... wake-up! We need something big to happen like an accident, an illness or the loss of something or someone valued for us to finally become a clear channel for our soul’s guidance.
My wake-up call was on September 8th.
So instead of “doing” yesterday, I decided to just be.
On that very special day, I also made the decision to integrate to my busy life an hour (yes, you heard me well... one (1) full hour!!) of meditation, every day. I believe that when we connect with a force greater than us - our soul, the field of all possibilities, Source, the Universe or whatever you want to call it - we open the door to greatness.
We listen before that wake-up call.
We show our willingness to learn and be more of who we are and who we can be. We tell our soul that we are ready and open to receive.
We make life more important than matter.
By stopping our repetitive internal chatter, we create room to learn, grow and evolve.
And... we finally create the space so that all the new updates that have been patiently waiting “in the queue” can finally be installed for our greatest good.
