Today, I would like to share Sasha’s story with you. I have been given permission by his mother Jeanette and she has passed along his actual photos. I only saw the first one during our session.
I have been readings for living and deceased animals in my own way, but the lifelong student that I am jumped at a chance to go in for a class to learn more.
I attended an Animal Communications class with a friend. We were armed with photos of our beloved pets. I was paired with a woman named Jeanette, who is 'experienced' in the ways of psychicism and mediumship as well.
We traded photos of our ‘children’. (I’d never had anyone else read for my ‘baby’.)
Jeanette had two photos, one of a living horse, and one of someone else that she was concerned about because he was deceased. I said, “I have worked as a reader for awhile, let’s do it.”
…And there he was in front of me in a photo….’Sasha’…
Sasha is a male white Russian dwarf hamster, which is sometimes nicknamed a ‘chinchilla hamster’ but has nothing to do with chinchillas as Jeanette informed me. Sasha means ‘boy’ in Russian. Sasha has passed into the spirit world around the age of 2 and half years.
Jeanette and I vibed immediately and chatted away, eventually the instructor told us we should start the actual reading.
In his beautiful dark eyes his Spirit was alive and radiant and immediate. He was showed me all sorts of pictures, the essence of a King, flashing crowns at me. He was the ‘King of the Castle’ , hyper-aware, showing me the human man, “Ryan” holding him delicately cupped in his man hands. Sasha was telling me he was a ‘sweet man’, the man nuzzling him.
Sasha has LOTS of energy.
He is very proud of where he lived with his family.
Big personality, larger than life.
He kept showing me an office, a computer space, and low hanging plants. (Which Jeanette later confirmed his home was in the office for awhile, and she would move his home to under some plants as well for the greenery.)
Sasha showed me his food bowl and especially talked about the treats in the bowl, human things, things ‘you guys’ would eat. I saw a carrot and a red berry (later confirmed to me as a Gogi berry).
I saw him sniffing Jeanette's ear and saw her brush back her hair.
Sasha is TOTALLY in love with Jeanette.
He feels totally safe. He’s a big fan of attention. He’s a lover, a nibbler. He shows me moving his shavings up and around him. Very curious. He is ALWAYS wanting to know more. A total “Sweetie Pie”. (Which as I found out, the people as the vet would always comment on him being "SO Sweet".)
Told me “Mom, you wouldn’t believe all I can explore... So exciting!’
‘Night-Night’ …He loved that his mom acknowledged him for night time, even though he was/is a party boy. (She confirmed, she always ALWAYS said Goodnight to him.)
He also talked about the ‘vastness of human existence’ as he is the super-observer now. (Whoa! I don’t even think I’ve thought about the ‘vastness of human existence’.)
He is Really Funny.
He knows his Mom called him cute, but he was trying to make her laugh anyways. (Which she would look at him and know he was trying to make her laugh on purpose.)
Sasha is very much alive. To feel his energy was like feeling the vibrations of a pleasant sunshine. Something good and radiant and very much alive.
Even as I am putting in the photos Sasha's mother has just sent me, a song by Lana Del Rey comes on the Pandora station (you know...random song choices the station generates)... as I am staring at Sasha....Lana sings...
"I will love you till the end of time,
I would wait a million years
Promise that you'll remember that you're mine."
...Oh Yes.....Sasha is TOTALLY sending his love to Jeanette over the airwaves, I email her to let her know.
I hope you have enjoyed your time meeting Sasha.
...And I found it to be such a treasure to have a reading for my own ‘baby’. Jeanette proved to be accurate and just...On It! She is a natural....the information and connection flowed effortlessly from her. I am blessed with being able to have worked with her and the gifts she possesses. She confirmed things for me, and it helped me pay attention to other things I had a hinting suspicion of.
Pet Readings=Major Treat for Pet Parents....all I'm sayin'!
© Dalah Nyx Ostara, 2014.
My animal whispering abilities have been put to use in several environments recently, sometimes it’s so natural I don’t even know it’s happening quite yet. The close connectedness of the animal world has held so much wonder for so long for me. I’ve decided to let you in to take a closer look at what it means to ‘Animal Whisper’ and how that works for me and the animal candidate.
I introduce to you….’Rosie’.
Rosie is my roommate. A Black Lab/Rottweiler mix with a scary bark supported by the unconditional love many humans are longing for. I moved in with many new roommates, in a new place, getting used to every new nuance, how all the humans worked, how my own kitty was adjusting.....and there was Rosie. I've never really lived with an inside dog.
Rosie camped out outside my door. Rosie’s tail hitting the wall as she senses I am waking up. Rosie peeking into my room to get one glance, any glance, at my kitty. Rosie knocking into my bleary-eyed boggle-headed morning self. Rosie in the bathroom with me. Rosie by me, licking me, putting her head on my lap as I eat breakfast…or as I eat anything, anytime, anywhere. Rosie putting her fetch toys on me while I’m sitting on the couch. Rosie barking at anyone who comes around our cul-de-sac. Rosie my walk-buddy. Rosie watching TV with me. Rosie sleeping on the couch while I love on her.
And then one day chaos erupts in the household. And there is Rosie. She comes over and sits between all the housemates. As words fly back and forth, she places herself in the middle of all of us and just sits on the floor, gnawing off the outside of a tennis ball, completely unaffected by us. I say to our housemates “Rosie is the glue of the household. She loves everyone and everyone loves her. She is the one thing no one has a problem with.” And they agree.
One evening I was looking at her on the couch, into those eyes of hers, and I was ‘getting it’. After listening to her for a little while, I THEN REALLY realized what I was 'getting'. I was 'getting' her stream of consciousness. It’s like thinking you are making things up in your head about what they would say to you. Only I wasn’t trying. I was just loving her, being by her, totally respecting her, and I was listening. ‘Whispering.’ Rosie told me all sorts of things. We had some Girl-Talk.
Rosie IS the heart of the household. We are hers. She loves us as we need to be loved. Someone in the house needs a large display of love for validation, and to get his scattered attention. Someone else in the house needs soft, gentle love for her particular demeanor. Another roommate provides the food, leashes, collars, and basic-training. Rosie gets her structure from her. This roommate likes and needs good structure. Another housemate is not an ‘animal-person’ and had previously been cold to her. Rosie loves him. From afar. She isn’t scared of him now, doesn’t hate him, but loves from a distance. And then there’s me. Rosie and Me. Rosie letting me in on the way she loves. She Loves. She gets it. And I get to learn from the Obi-Wan Kenobi of Love.
This is how she loves, because she told me. Not in the speech or language that humans use…but in her own way. And I am very glad I got to hear her.
Rosie is getting me through; her love, her attention, making play-time for both of us. My dog-walking companion and I are having new adventures. She is getting the exercise and love she needs and I am getting time with her. So much she shares with me. So accepting of me.
And Yes, she does still chase the cat.
© Dalah Nyx Ostara, 2014.
Hello, I'm Dalah Nyx Ostara. I and the animals, would like to share with you some of our stories so you can get a peek inside their world.