My first experience of inter-species communication was when I was a young boy. My aunt and uncle used to leave their pet Alsatian, Betty, with us when they went on holiday. I became great friends with Betty, and would take her for long walks in the countryside surrounding the little Scottish town where we lived. I also found it very easy to teach her tricks. In one of these that I remember, I would point two fingers at Betty and say;- “Bang! you’re dead”— Betty would fall over on the floor and lie still with eyes closed. After a few seconds, she would open one eye to see if the game was over, and come back to life. She seemed to just pick up on what I wished her to do by seeing into my Mind and reading my visualization. My aunt and uncle were amazed when they returned from holiday to pick up their dog and I showed them this trick. They thought that it must have taken a long time to teach Betty these tricks, but it didn’t.
Still during my boyhood, I used to work at the farm in the school holidays for pocket money, and would be sent up the hill to the fairly distant paddock to bring the young mare down to pull the hay rake. I would take a halter and go into the field where the mare was grazing. I would walk quietly up to her and reach out to put the halter around her neck. She would allow me to get within touching distance, and then throw her head in the air and gallop off to a distant point across the field, and resume quietly grazing. I would approach her again and try to put the halter on her. She would again allow me to reach out to put it on, and then gallop off again. She loved this game but allowed me to catch her at the third attempt each time. Then she would let me get on her back and gallop with me down the hill to the farm entrance. I would be clinging on for dear life. I have always loved horses and she seemed to know it.
After I was married, we had a dog named Brandy. She was a young bitch that we had from when she was a pup. She was a Golden-Brown sheep dog. When she was a pup I made a kennel for her. She took a great interest in the kennel and, part way through it’s construction, she came to visit me and got into the kennel and laid down as if trying it out. She seemed to know that I was making it for her, though I had said nothing to her about it.
Then, later on, when we were living in our own home (Not with the in-laws any longer) I would be sitting in my easy chair and idly thinking;- “Perhaps I will pop down to the pub in a minute for a pint.”— ( I still used to drink in those days before my spiritual awakening.) Brandy would get up from where she had been sleeping behind the setee, come over to me and place her head in my lap. She would look at me with her big Brown eyes, and I could hear her say telepathically;- “Come on then; lets go.” — This without a word being spoken, or even a movement on my part to get my coat.
When Brandy passed away, I was standing at the bus stop in the city waiting for my bus home from work. She came to me telepathically and told me that she had gone.
After we had our youngest son, Christopher, our daughter, Annette, gave him a little Black and White kitten for his fifth birthday. She had brought this little kitten home from the farm in a cardboard box, and when we were all gathered, she took her out of the box. We all inspected her and I noticed that she had a line of White stars on her belly. We were all trying to think of a good name for her, and I thought of “Starry”, but said nothing. We asked Chris what he would like to call her, and he said “Starry”! — I believe that Starry’s first memories of the world were from when she was taken out of the cardboard box to join our family, as every Christmas she would delve in among the empty boxes and wrapping paper, and inspect the boxes to see if there were any kittens in them. She believed that kittens were born from Cardboard boxes. Starry saw herself as a member of our family right from the start. She knew her place in the family was as one of the siblings, and she knew that Chris was the youngest and Annette the eldest, and that Enid was Mum and I was Dad. Starry liked to explore and would follow me into the garage or the cellar and get locked in. One time Enid and I heard Starry ring her bell which was secured around her neck, but Starry was locked in the garage at the top of the garden, and we were in the kitchen behind double glazing. there was no way that we could have heard her bell from there. Then she got locked in the cellar and rang her bell, telepathically, for us again.
I made a little cat kennel for Starry in my shed, for her to shelter in while she waited to be let into the house, and while it was on the work-bench, and before I had put the front on, Starry paid me a visit in my shed and jumped up on the bench. She got into the half built cat kennel and laid down to try it out. She knew that I was making it for her. She had read my thoughts and had come to see if she approved !
One night we had gone to bed and as I was dozing off, I heard;- “I’m a poor little Leopard cub and I am locked out in the cold. This door is too heavy for me to open”. Enid went down and let her in. This is how I found out that she had lived as a Leopard at one time. She didn’t seem to differentiate between her past lives as we do. She lived in The Now Moment and experienced all of her lives simultaneously. She seemed to switch from one life to the other at will.
She used to come into my dreams more frequently after that, and showed herself to me as a fierce looking jungle cat, and one time I dreamt that I was lying asleep on the jungle floor and was a bit nervous because I knew that Tigers were prowling around in the jungle. Then a big Tiger came up to me and curled up against my back. I heard a voice tell me;- “I wouldn’t harm you” (She had sensed my fear) — When I awoke I found that Starry was curled up against my back in the bed !
In another dream, I felt a heavy thump as a large cat jumped up on the bed (in the dream) I saw that it was a big Ginger Tom, and Starry was again curled up in the bed. —
In this way she showed me her past lives during my dream state. Starry was a tiny cat only about half the size of a regular house cat, but a cat is a cat is a cat. Big cats act exactly like small cats. There is no difference between a Tiger and a house cat, except in size.
Starry lived to be 17 years of age, and the day after she passed on, she guided us to a newspaper article that was all about White Lion cubs being born in South Africa. Then she came into my meditation and showed herself to me as a White cat with a little Black on the back. She was telling me that she was going to be reborn as a White Lioness, and was changing from a mostly Black cat to a White one. On the day that she was born into her new life as a White Lioness, she came into my dream and her fur was all wet from the womb. She played a game with Christopher, but I noticed that she had very large, broad paws and claws to match. Then she left via the front door. She had come to say “goodbye”.
During the succeeding weeks Enid and I both received dream messages from Starry in her new life in South Africa. She showed herself to me lying crashed out, leaning her head against her mum’s tummy and again, lying down on her belly, lapping water at the waterhole. Enid received a message from her to tell her that now she ate out of doors and showed her assorted body parts of Zebras, etc. (Enid used to be responsible for feeding Starry with cat meat, indoors, when she lived with us.) She showed Enid the cave where she lived with a pride of Lions.
Starry lived as a White Lioness for approximately three years, then one night, in my dream, I was visiting my recently deceased friend Lawrence’s flat in Heaven (4D) and was sitting in his easy chair, when a big cat jumped up on my lap. It was Starry, but she was bigger than Starry and was a kind of nondescript mottled colour. ( No particular colour.) Starry was telling me that she was now between lives and living in Heaven, with my friend Lawrence in his bachelor flat.
Just recently, Enid had a dream where she saw a big Black and White house cat. It was Starry, telling her that she was now in a new life.
I believe that Starry had lived several lives as loner cats, (Leopards, jungle cats,etc.) but had felt a need to learn about giving and receiving Love, which could only be done in a family situation, as a house cat, or in a family situation in a pride of Lions. Starry was always a very loving and caring pussycat. Whenever any one would have a coughing fit, she would jump up on their chest and look into their eyes as if to say;-”Are you all right” — and when I was in intensive care in hospital, after my Coronary bypass op’, she came to visit me on the Atral, jumped up on my chest the way she does; looked into my eyes and gave me that;- “Are you all right Dad” look. Enid told me that Starry wouldn’t sleep on our bed until I came home. Such a loving and caring pussy. —
I believe that animals are learning how to give and receive Love as the next step in their spiritual evolution. We can reciprocate this Love by welcoming them as members of our families Thus we will come to realize that animals and plants are people too.
Rananda Kumara via Cdr Zanna on 9th April 2016.
Lots of Love from Rananda. —❤