The animal communicator

It is finally time for us to welcome our third child. The difference this time is that the initiation came not from me or my husband, but from our daughter. She has been begging us for a dog since the day she could speak a full sentence.

I take these milestones seriously. Just as I fiercely researched child education for a year before my firstborn arrived, I have recently been immersing myself in the role of a "dog mom." One thing led to another, and as if waking up from a dream, I suddenly found myself on the path to becoming an animal communicator, exploring telepathy for interspecies communication.

I haven't had my first breakthrough yet - that initial moment most animal communicators describe as shocking because "it really happened." However, after listening to just one story, I believed this to be absolutely true. I do not have a single doubt that living beings can connect and communicate telepathically, nor do I lack the confidence to do it myself. Within minutes, I made up my mind, knowing I would master it in no time.

All of my deep disappointment with the exhausting friction of patriarchal reality, all of the suppressed magic and natural abilities that humans - especially women - innately possess, and all those feelings of being an alien while dwelling on Earth, suddenly came to a clear conclusion.

I knew it! I knew all living beings could connect beyond our physical forms, beyond language, beyond time and space, and beyond life and death. The awareness of this connection, and the knowledge of how to reach beyond physical limitations, has always been inside me. We are all born with it!

How come nobody I know has ever experienced this? What did modernization, patriarchy, social conditioning, brainwashing, and ruthless exploitation and repression do to us? We have completely lost our natural way of keeping harmony and connection with the Mother Earth we share with our animal friends. Instead, we have turned into cold, sad, and blind killing machines, brutally murdering and wiping out Mother Earth's other living species and ourselves. We are so lost - buried and caged under layers of brick walls, metal bars, and concrete wells. 

Taking the path of an animal communicator has nothing to do with anything other than a calling coming from within - natural and loud. When I look into my mind, I don't hear any questions like, "What if people...?" "Is this crazy?" or "What if I can't?" Nope, not a tiny bit. As I always have and always will, I approach matters the way my mind, body, and soul want me to: unapologetically and loudly.

Nevertheless, the restless question that keeps ringing in my mind is: "If humans and animals could communicate freely through telepathy, why can't we humans do that among ourselves?" I believe I know the answer as to "why," but "how" to address and approach this might just open another door in my journey.

Haven't I been opening doors continuously anyway?