First, what did I do with my hands and how do I do it again?
My first question was the burning question in my mind. What did I do with my hands and how do I do it again? It seemed to me that, if I could duplicate those feelings and mind-set, I could repair the eyesight and the tummy problems and the fur problems and the general ill-health problems. With hands that could help Molly feel better in three days or less (and that tummy problem never came back, by the way), I should be able to repair ANYTHING.
I still think I can repair ANYTHING.
I discovered, (thank you internet!) that what I was doing instinctively with my hands is called by many names. Names like Reiki, Quantum Touch, Qi Gong, Pranic Healing, LightWorking, Energy Working, Hands on Healing, and the very auspicious Channelling God. It was something I had never even let myself dream of doing. It makes sense, now that I’ve been doing it for several years, that it would just automatically come to me during that time with Molly. My little Molly holds a piece of my soul that shapes things in my life. I choose to do things based on what I think Molly would think of them. I’m sure you’ve read the little plaque in stores that reads something like, “Please help me to be the person my Dog thinks I am.” Well, I take that into consideration. I really *try* to be that person.
I recalled being able to “hear” the thoughts of animals when I was young, but being in a particular religion ruined it for me as I grew up. I felt I had to shut it down so I could be “accepted” and no longer be “ostracized.” That was the worst mistake I ever made. I take solace only in the fact that I was a child and didn’t understand the repercussions of giving up my ground. If someone tries to ostracize me now, I *do* stand up for what I believe and feel and hear and see. NO ONE will take it away from me ever again. I figured that the first place I needed to start was to relearn what I had forgotten - how to LISTEN to animals. How to “hear” telepathically. I found a wonderful teacher, Morgine Jurdan (www.communicationswithlove.com), who swiftly reawakened my memories. You know how strongly I feel about this ability and keeping it…
So, in keeping with trying to be the person my Molly thinks I am, I signed up for a class in Quantum Touch. It was close, it was the first one offered, and it also seemed to be the most swift at delivering success. I was quite pleased with the class after I’d taken it and decided to use it to help Molly’s eyesight. To my horror, it got worse! I figured that either I wasn’t doing the Quantum Touch right or I just wasn’t powerful enough. So, I learned another.
It happened to be Reiki - Usui Reiki. There are three levels of Reiki and I took all three to become the strongest I could, to help Molly get her sight back. To help her with her fur, to help her just feel better. It worked for her eyesight and the other things I was focused on, but then they’d all gradually fall back to our starting point. I was so glad to discover that at least we weren’t going backwards! I combined the two modalities together and got better results, with the rate at which we retreated back to start taking longer. Again, I assumed I wasn’t strong enough. So, I learned another.
This time, I learned Pranic Healing. Unlike the other two, Pranic Healing first cleanses the area that you’re working on. I liked this idea, but was warned that if I didn’t do it correctly, I could find myself taking on part of Molly’s dis-ease. Even if I did it wrong, though, I still won, because Molly would feel better! I learned it, I practiced it, I worked on Molly. I never did take on any of the blindness, and the rate that we fell back to start was also extending as I combined the three modalities I had in my “arsenal.”
Next, I started thinking maybe it was “just” a physical problem. I began mentally consuming anything and everything written about the diet my Molly was eating. What nasty stuff was I feeding my Girl?? Kibble. I was giving her what the masses feed their dogs and cats, and I was killing her because of my ignorance. Switching to a raw diet was scary for me because I was concerned that I might not have the correct levels of vitamins and minerals; I might make her worse! I kept studying while I looked at other things.
I found a hypnotherapist for myself - Wendi Freisen. I liked the delivery methods so well, I took classes and learned to do hypnotherapy myself. Along the way, I also discovered EFT (Emotional Freedom Technique), Acupuncture, and T Touch. I learned who my Spirit Guide was and learned how to Listen to her advice. I learned how to translate the images I receive and figure out what the real meaning is behind it.
Finally, after years of experimenting with different kibbles, freeze dried beef patties, frozen real food, and lots of other things, I made up my own raw food diet for Molly. It was easy and I’ve never been so glad that I did! I used the terrific advice of other people who were feeding raw food to their animals on a yahoo group (http://pets.groups.yahoo.com/group/rawfeeding). Molly’s fur changed from course, dry, and brittle to lush, soft, and springy in a matter of about two months. I’m sure you can imagine how thrilled I was!
Then came the dream from August 2007. The dream culminated all the things I learned for my Molly, to help her feel better into one focused project. The dream delivered a message from my Spirit Guide on how to create the products of this site.
You can see Molly’s before and after picture in the Dog section of Furheads.com. Her sight isn’t back, but you need to take a look at the pictures so far. In the one from the end of August, when I started playing the recording for her, you can see that her pupil is fully dialated and is bluish gray. She *looks* blind. However, when you look at the picture dated November 4, 2007, you can see her iris color again!! This is terrific news because we’re NOT falling back to the fully dialated point. It just keeps getting better. The strain her eyes seem to be under is slowly retreating and she’s coming back to health.
I learned, from all of this, that *I* am not the one doing the healing. It never was me. It was always her, Molly. I learned that, not only was I feeding her body poorly, but I was also starving her soul - and that’s really what allowed the dis-ease to become so well-seated in her body. The raw food fed her body and now I have “raw food” for her soul, too!