“We Are In Tune With Higher Frequencies Of Energy”

A chat with a beautiful dog called Pippin

Owner’s image of their dog, Pippin

Background:

Julie and her family have three dogs, Chester and Sirius (who I have published before), and Pippin. For this reading, Julie was curious if we could find out how best to help heal Pippin’s regular ear problems (and keep them healed).

This is what Pippin had to say:

There is the sound of the waves in my ears all the time. It is like a moving of energy back and forth, up and own. It seldom stops and reminds me of summer days on the beach when the wind is blowing and the waves run up upon the shore.

I don’t know why this is so. Mostly I forget about it but sometimes it bothers me and I shake my head in distraction wishing it would go away.

It’s not painful but rather distracting and I rub at it with my foot and shake my head hoping to loosen the clogged energy that frustrates me and, sometimes, even frightens me a little. I fear that I won’t hear what’s upon me and as I sleep my snores sound loudly in my head.

Julie and Peter try many things to heal my ears. It’s elusive because there’s nothing there at all. It’s a real problem for dogs like me. We are in tune with higher frequencies of energy that make us quite intuitive. We know exactly what is going on in our lives and the lives of those around us.

We predict seasons of change and rippling’s of disquiet, while also predicting the fate of people who don’t give enough attention to their health and happiness.

Of course, there’s not much we can do with this information except be a faithful companion and stay close when emotions swamp the soul of those we love.

Pippin is a good boy. I am not only intuitive but kind. I have a gracefulness that is uncommon in a dog of my size and breeding. My mother was also a wise and beautiful dog.

Her owner would tell you that she is the wisest of old souls she has ever owned. I still think of her. Puppies never forget their mother’s. Our bond is too rich and dependent for those early weeks of life.

Emma needs to know that she is a reflection of faith and beauty in a world of unrest and change. Her beauty comes from deep within and I love her gentle nature with me. I think we are kindred spirits. I would prefer to sleep on her bed at night but I’m not always invited.

I’m grateful to this day that Julie and Peter saw potential in me and took me in to be their companion. The energy of their home is exactly what I needed in life. I’m a little silly and goofy but my heart is, oh, so big. I am loving and kind and appreciate the respect I get despite my dysfunctions.

My ears can’t be fixed any better than what they’re already doing for me. It is the life I will have unless I begin to hear the calling of the moon’s spirit, but nobody understands this medicine on the earth.

It is sent to confound us all. Oh, and by the way, my toenails could use a trim although I’m not really looking forward to that. I didn’t enjoy it last time.

That’s all. All done. Pippin, over and out!

Feedback on the reading.

Pippin is such a needy boy. Huge emphasis on needy. Always needs to be with someone. Won’t stay even a second by himself.

When we all leave the house, we often return to find him lying on top of Sirius. When we give anyone else attention, he HAS to get up and try to get in for the attention. It’s not malicious in any way, and our old boy (Chester) who in the past has been intolerant of the younger dogs to some degree, will let Pippin pretty much do anything around him.

You described him as graceful, silly, goofy, big hearted…and more…and he is all of that and more. He is a mad ball chaser, and the only way to stop him bringing the ball back to us and wanting another throw, is to put the ball up on a shelf.

Behind our backs or under us just doesn’t cut the mustard. He will burrow under us until he gets the ball back. Why don’t we sternly tell him ‘no’? Well, he is so sensitive and ‘soft’ that the few times we have truly been cross with him, he has been incredibly wounded and it has taken him quite a while to ‘get over it’.

As to sleeping on Emma’s bed. Don’t listen to him. He can get up anytime he likes and he does. Although he always asks first. :-)

Toenail trims. Mmmmmm. Last time we drew blood when we cut one of his toenails…and they looked so long.

As to his ears, I won’t give up on helping him. I have found a homeopathic remedy that has really helped. He hasn’t needed antibiotics for weeks now (he used to be a frequent visitor at the vets) and whenever I check his ears, they are pristine clean. May this continue.

He used to be so bad with the shaking of his head and the ongoing exudate in his ears that he was on the strongest antibiotics that the vets could give him. The vets were starting to get quite worried about his future.

He’s such a gentle soul. We love him to bits.