tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17551133312544539842024-03-04T23:41:30.764-06:00Alicia's Healing HabitatEmbracing the Joyful Spirit of People and AnimalsAlicia Halloranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16182778643639576976noreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755113331254453984.post-5179470016625039182022-08-01T13:10:00.000-05:002022-08-01T13:10:10.334-05:00<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgUPaMC1wnZoQOFlmCuw5BfT69WHy7vmEZ2ViqFTyV7-KIU57ExD4GnFg0IjBQsGOOOskEz-owog4PIddQoUcqeHfa8JuQ3IVCSi2HzAX65RMxlo5C4DPKK4jJ1M4RvllU_BMqwhv_O9_S3SVmdGb9863oPTk-oW8PgEfC-xBfU0A1bI2vFN6oezERDQ/s1600/Francy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgUPaMC1wnZoQOFlmCuw5BfT69WHy7vmEZ2ViqFTyV7-KIU57ExD4GnFg0IjBQsGOOOskEz-owog4PIddQoUcqeHfa8JuQ3IVCSi2HzAX65RMxlo5C4DPKK4jJ1M4RvllU_BMqwhv_O9_S3SVmdGb9863oPTk-oW8PgEfC-xBfU0A1bI2vFN6oezERDQ/s320/Francy.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXuGfg_QTiG-l16a7MaGjJTJCzXZ3OEjBnLq4JU4qAITtJE0MZQ0cGfbMqQbdg2X3_HB3I79aOkgAK3qvQ27oBIBkrikWYG3aTE_uD84AgTlpl-_DxZFBO1qy-nF_JUlJxl4_vDjUAhYKWQ4Fd06DRtv9WwLU8fDH41c_t2JaXKSxInkg5-M2eKe3fiA/s4032/IMG_8357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXuGfg_QTiG-l16a7MaGjJTJCzXZ3OEjBnLq4JU4qAITtJE0MZQ0cGfbMqQbdg2X3_HB3I79aOkgAK3qvQ27oBIBkrikWYG3aTE_uD84AgTlpl-_DxZFBO1qy-nF_JUlJxl4_vDjUAhYKWQ4Fd06DRtv9WwLU8fDH41c_t2JaXKSxInkg5-M2eKe3fiA/s320/IMG_8357.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLYuXevj0-oJV-ZXSwMYMi9f1N3LlS8-jsyRmkj2VTqPv43M17pg80E3OaNFz3cCwxYnzOSQqBmz1Hf1l_DVx3-DDbZJ2LiruwxFaU-oHhZ5c3I_LCYja8elyxU72tMMf-onukmAYyA-YejgcBrnauYhD6ohzvVT_vBFl6nvm-W8NmHJ2PPElVZxkySQ/s3024/IMG_0232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLYuXevj0-oJV-ZXSwMYMi9f1N3LlS8-jsyRmkj2VTqPv43M17pg80E3OaNFz3cCwxYnzOSQqBmz1Hf1l_DVx3-DDbZJ2LiruwxFaU-oHhZ5c3I_LCYja8elyxU72tMMf-onukmAYyA-YejgcBrnauYhD6ohzvVT_vBFl6nvm-W8NmHJ2PPElVZxkySQ/s320/IMG_0232.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjERzyaUz0wP50MgxkQF5Wfsfm7Mc09xT9-yTmNtqmwdjXsykVZHW4fv3OQo3IDqp3kWiv60a60iRI8b_urUIKgobkcGOI2ek51854Z0NR916VIjzmWOlyOZMrj2Y5xa12cRAh7WVC1EW-Puq6Sjxt4BQLKtzBAW_OmhoRaJRPxo6Slbql5dsTeF4YG1Q/s1600/Francy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="377" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjERzyaUz0wP50MgxkQF5Wfsfm7Mc09xT9-yTmNtqmwdjXsykVZHW4fv3OQo3IDqp3kWiv60a60iRI8b_urUIKgobkcGOI2ek51854Z0NR916VIjzmWOlyOZMrj2Y5xa12cRAh7WVC1EW-Puq6Sjxt4BQLKtzBAW_OmhoRaJRPxo6Slbql5dsTeF4YG1Q/w503-h377/Francy.jpg" width="503" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><b><br /></b></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium;"><b> Pirate Francy</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium;">When Francy almost needed emergency surgery at the age of 18 I decided to have an animal communication session with/about her. I called someone because I couldn’t talk about her being sick. Everything that happened to Francy I was a ball of hysterical crying. (I let go of a few pet sitters due to that response from Francy).</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px;"> </span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 13.3px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">I couldn’t function that way when she was sick and dying. I love death, I love the process of it but for some reason none of that applied to Francy and was just shocking to me. The feelings I had were so disproportional to what was actually happening. I’ve lost so many animals but just the concept of losing Francy; I told a friend “I would trade them all for her.” what is that? Again, It seemed a little disproportionate. And not very kind to my other animals but they all knew, they understood. </span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 13.3px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">During the session I said one of the things I know is that some of this has got to be from a past life with her. The animal communicator read some other things but then she said, “let’s look at a past life.” </span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 13.3px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">And here is where it all begins; she said it seems that you guys might have been pirates. I said yeah, we were pirates, there is no question about that, we were pirates. </span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 13.3px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">She said “Francy was the ship cat, and the ship was yours, so she was yours. You were both male. She was a big orange boy cat in that lifetime. You had same communication; it was very much intuitive.”</span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 13.3px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"> Francy was always my intuition. if I got a hit of don’t do something that’s Francy saying yeah, don’t do that, give it another thought. As pirates, we had the same thing. </span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 13.3px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">The animal communicator continued “She would give information like ‘this is how you attack this ship; this is how you approach these people’. there was a lot of strategy that was going on with that cat and with the pirate and that cat.”</span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 13.3px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">“the other part is that you’re a pirate and you’re out on the ocean; there isn’t a whole lot to do. So, there was a lot of down time. At some point there was an accident, and that big orange cat lost his leg. And so, being a pirate sailing the open ocean, full of free time, you fashioned a leg for the cat.”</span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 13.3px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">“it’s not just as if you fashioned a leg, you wanted to, you <i>had</i> to make a working leg. You created all these prototypes. All of these different mechanisms, to figure out how to make it so it would seem to the cat he didn’t lose a leg. Fashioning it so he could still jump, he could still rat, he could still do his job. there was a lot of bonding in that. A lot of touching and figuring out how every muscle worked and moved, learning his full anatomy. Through all of that study there was tremendous bonding. But after a time, the cat died.”</span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 13.3px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">“You know that’s what happens, that is the order of things. But since you’re a pirate grief is not something high on your list of abilities. the other part is at the time the relationship is between a person and an animal was very different. We have a reverence now for our animals, it just wasn’t there in that time. That cat was a domesticated beast with a job, not a companion.”</span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 13.3px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">“there was just such tremendous grief and I think quite a bit of drinking as well. that is one of the ways a pirate handles his grief. Without ever admitting it, that was the demise of that pirate. He lost his best friend and confidant. He lost his chief strategist”</span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 13.3px;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoLDdwYpCpQxi3PCxCxXNXbDQXlq0VBrcyGmvArixxHuysoEXgp9NBcYryhhjIHdeBZYIY7MvNBRhYH4Gs-GKFT48SkCzouh6jveAWci1cMwUsNIWdG4OnVDEp1GFbV9_8EYJwGx0YzoE6iWORvsdHPVbqW9-p_1tRygh3aOVCQQNzYccfKInuaqKaIA/s1600/BLOGPAGEFrancy&Ralfie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoLDdwYpCpQxi3PCxCxXNXbDQXlq0VBrcyGmvArixxHuysoEXgp9NBcYryhhjIHdeBZYIY7MvNBRhYH4Gs-GKFT48SkCzouh6jveAWci1cMwUsNIWdG4OnVDEp1GFbV9_8EYJwGx0YzoE6iWORvsdHPVbqW9-p_1tRygh3aOVCQQNzYccfKInuaqKaIA/s320/BLOGPAGEFrancy&Ralfie.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 13.3px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">So fast forward 500 years or so, and I am at an adoption event in downtown Chicago meeting Francy and her bonded pair friend Ralfie. Now Ralfie had one eye, and everyone called her a pirate forever. Someone gave me an eye patch for her, you know because she was the pirate. Her chiropractor always said “argggh, Ralfie says arrgh.” It was hilarious. So that would make sense but that was not Francy. No one called Francy a pirate.</span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 13.3px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">On that day I had set out on a journey to find a specific cat. I couldn’t decide if these two were the ones, so I went to urban outfitters to find a magic 8 ball, because obvi that’s the only place you get a true answer. </span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 13.3px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">(this was before I did any energy work, ever.)</span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 13.3px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">I asked the magic 8 ball am I ever going to that specific cat I was looking for, and it said “Definity Yes”. at the moment I saw “Definity Yes” I knew that that had everything to do with those two cats. I resigned myself to not finding the specific cat I was looking for. </span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 13.3px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">I told the animal communicator, when she finished the reading, “I just want you to know, that was what I was looking for that day, the day that I met Francy; I was looking for a big three-legged orange boy cat.</span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 13.3px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">It took eighteen years to learn that it was true. It was true that I had found my three-legged orange boy. It was Francy coming back in a whole new way; a way that we could cherish and relish each other.</span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 13.3px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">I tell this story now and it doesn’t choke me up, instead it gives me goosebumps. Before I would never have been able to get that story out without being on the floor crying. 95% of the grief that I had for her was from this unresolved past life. The rest is mine in present time and it makes sense and feels proportional and manageable.</span></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 13.3px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">I wasn’t to share this as a great example of “you’re never making it up”. You may not know why you’ve seen it that way or why it doesn’t make any sense, that is totally cool. Why the hell would that have made any sense? And again, I hadn’t done any energy work I didn’t know anything about working energy. I did know that a magic 8 ball was where you find your answers, I don’t know how I knew that, but I did and as crazy as it was it got me to my answer. Following my intuition brought me to my greatest love; Francy.</span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 13.3px;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhla16QMwBYI_YvkX4Fi1uVjlTcwANExy1c5b9Wa2O6kII0SaVPTsJvu_8BdlOMfRDiN7oH2q8hvbYVOubm1iPn71JfI0oMVNesTBQf9YJaFSu_dfQV2px-6vB4g-Lqe0Op9kU-o8EaxHbjDazVndx1GF-7CO8rUtbUrknPmWxjtb8ygAYm2oPTEFDYLA/s4032/IMG_8357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="327" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhla16QMwBYI_YvkX4Fi1uVjlTcwANExy1c5b9Wa2O6kII0SaVPTsJvu_8BdlOMfRDiN7oH2q8hvbYVOubm1iPn71JfI0oMVNesTBQf9YJaFSu_dfQV2px-6vB4g-Lqe0Op9kU-o8EaxHbjDazVndx1GF-7CO8rUtbUrknPmWxjtb8ygAYm2oPTEFDYLA/w436-h327/IMG_8357.JPG" width="436" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-kerning: none;"><br /></span><p></p><div><span style="font-kerning: none;"><br /></span></div>Alicia Halloranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16182778643639576976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755113331254453984.post-4209146435371875372022-05-23T14:29:00.000-05:002022-05-23T14:29:07.242-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p style="color: blue; font-family: Times; font-size: 16px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p>
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<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-kerning: none; font-size: 16px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span><span style="font-kerning: none;"><b>ODIE’S EYES </b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7FzxW35lVcAwQ3Gaxl5QYVtAewJOChqS0Ep_CF3FKx58gzbNl_aQpP1JhTL9gR0PSF8AprcGimzhSrRaJpDNf-bt8g6Gj_YKK2PQgslEtzwvffQrRR941HDSHzcFdftw8Ybc3BzfCAZZ5fdEOsww5H5i47De50PqKhQwdH1nTqKvWHmpmO4jdoi2nHA/s2282/IMG_8513.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2282" data-original-width="2282" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7FzxW35lVcAwQ3Gaxl5QYVtAewJOChqS0Ep_CF3FKx58gzbNl_aQpP1JhTL9gR0PSF8AprcGimzhSrRaJpDNf-bt8g6Gj_YKK2PQgslEtzwvffQrRR941HDSHzcFdftw8Ybc3BzfCAZZ5fdEOsww5H5i47De50PqKhQwdH1nTqKvWHmpmO4jdoi2nHA/s320/IMG_8513.jpg" width="320" /></a></b></div><b><br /></b><p></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 0px 6.5px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><b> </b></span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.8px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">11 years ago today, Odie and I began our journey together. He came to my home broken, shut down and fear aggressive. Odie would go from 0 to 100 with no warning. His body would slightly stiffen just before he’d freak out. I was able to communicate with him using a leash. He would immediately stop once I touched his leash. </span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.8px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">After our first year together, Odie had his eyes removed and we continued to learn to trust each other. When people would visit, they couldn’t even look at him without him having a tantrum. That’s how sensitive he was! </span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.8px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"> </span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.8px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">Odie was always an amazing traveler and very well behaved outside of the house, but at home he was a beast. If I got out of bed or off the couch he wouldn’t let me back without a tantrum. To be honest, I tried (unsuccessfully) to return him. Odie is my first dog (ever) and I had no idea how to manage his unpredictable behavior. We had couple of trainers that helped a little bit but day to day it was a hard time. When I found that the </span><span style="color: blue; font-kerning: none; text-decoration: underline;">@anticruelty</span><span style="font-kerning: none;"> accepted surrenders 24/7/365, we began the conversation of “not today”. Knowing I had an out actually helped me commit and stay in present time with him. </span></p>
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<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">After our move to Nevada almost 5 years later Odie relaxed beyond my wildest expectations. Each year he made amazing breakthroughs. 3 years later, he finally laid on his side, a year after that he taught himself to go up and down the stairs, and the piece de resistance he let me hold him on his back! People who met Odie later in his life can’t imagine he was ever such a beast and people who knew Odie from the beginning can’t believe how far he’s come. Odie became a certified therapy dog. </span></p>
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<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.8px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">When I adopted him, they said he was 10 years old, when he had his eyes removed the vet said he was much closer to 5. In the end 8-10 is probably closer to his age. </span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.8px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">Odie’s story is a testament to what can blossom with patience and time. It was clear that Odie knew love before he met me but clearly something horrible happened and he became so isolated and afraid. I am honored to have been a part of his healing and treasured every moment we spent together, even when we argued over his desire for cat food. </span></p>
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<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.8px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">One of the most amazing serendipitous parts of my story with Odie is that I met him before I met him. </span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.8px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">In November of 2010 I was picking up a guinea pig from </span><span style="color: blue; font-kerning: none; text-decoration: underline;">@cacc_adoptable_dogs</span><span style="font-kerning: none;"> to transfer to a Guinea pig rescue and decided to check out the adoptable dog room. It was a cacophonous space. The dogs barking reverberated through me. The small dogs were along a wall of cages. One had a sign I found intriguing, it said “blind”. I started to approach the cage thinking “hey, I have a blind cat, how different could a blind dog be?” (I soon learned how wholly and completely) and caught myself again thinking “that dog is a hot mess!” </span></p>
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<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.8px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">It must have been within a week that the pet shop in Evanston IL, where I lived, pulled him. He stayed at that pet shop for six months before I realized he wasn’t the shop dog and he shouldn’t live there. And it wasn’t until after I adopted him, and he was in my house that I realized that he was the same dog I saw six months earlier. Clearly when I saw a “hot mess”, he saw “momma!” </span></p>
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<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.8px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">Just before I moved from Evanston, I brought Odie to say goodbye to the people who saved him at the pet shop. I had a chance to talk to the owner who physically took him from CACC. She told me when she opened his cage Odie put his paws around her neck and wouldn’t let go. She also said everyone who worked at the shelter told her “you don’t want that dog”. She told them she didn’t have any choice because he wouldn’t let go... Odie knew exactly who he had to hold on to get his freedom ride to where I lived. </span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.8px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">If you ever wonder if animals choose us, Odie is a great example of the magical lengths they will go through to find their person. </span></p>
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<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.8px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"> <b>lymphoma</b>/limˈfōmə/noun:; plural noun: lymphomata; plural noun: lymphomas 1) cancer of the lymph nodes. </span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.8px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">This is what bodies do. We can say it sucks and tell it to fuck off or launch the fight of our lives, but this is what bodies do. They breakdown. Maybe from being broken open to all the love. </span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.8px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">As devastated as I am at Odie’s diagnosis, I will not let this cloud my vision or knowledge of the amazing spirit I have had the honor to spend eight years, and will never lose. </span></p>
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<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.8px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">Odie doesn’t belong to me and as much as he’s become a part of me, and much as my heart breaks for the breaking down of this tiny body I can see the strength of his spirit coming to fruition. He was so broken, and he is now returning to wholeness. Whatever the amount of time we had will never be enough. </span></p>
<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.8px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">What I do know was Odie is happier than he’s ever been in his life. I continued supporting this happiness for as long as possible. He always referred to his lymphoma as his “bubbles of love”. Odie told me that his body was taking in so much love that made these bubbles. </span></p>
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<p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.8px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">Please know that you are a huge part of that happiness. <a href="file:///%23"><span style="font-kerning: none; font-size: 18.7px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;">Instagram</span></a> has changed both of our lives and built our relationship on a foundation of love and joy and fun. Thank you for being here and continuing this journey with us as we begin a new journey as Odie's Healing Habitat.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Nine years ago my beautiful baby boy Five was born. It was
an auspicious day. I had just begun a very deep spiritual training that has
brought about more changes than I can even begin to fathom and am still
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Five came into my life early November 2004. He came in under
very sad circumstances. I had just suddenly lost my beloved cat Zephyr to a
fatal fall off of my mantel. Francy, Ralfie and I were in desperate need of life,
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">At 8 Weeks old I met Five at <a href="http://www.anticruelty.org/" target="_blank">Anti-Cruelty</a> in downtown
Chicago. I was unsure if I was doing the right thing adopting a baby kitten so
close to the death of Zephyr.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Five
was very patient, playing in my purse as I had my existential crisis. Then I
looked at him and he told me he was ready and so was I. The match was made.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Five is named for my favorite number. It is a symbol of
freedom and that is definitely what Five (the cat) stands for. He has always
been my greatest advocate for spiritual growth. My clients know him well as he
hops between my lap and theirs during a reading session. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">He is probably the hardest working cat I know. I always know
that when I fly Five will be in the cockpit making sure that everything goes
smoothly. He patrols my house and if there is ever any noise that is out of the
ordinary he is the first to reassure. He helps many animals that I work with
through my animal communication to feel at ease and relax. My DBF (dear
boyfriend) enjoys hearing Five’s reports on the house, food situation and other
cats’ activities.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Every year that I spend with Five I learn more about him and
find more love. Thank you Five for bringing your amazing healing gifts to my
home and sharing them with not only me but my clients, too. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In honor of your special day, FIve, I hope you enjoy your brand new
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My friend <a href="https://www.facebook.com/beautifulwithoutmakeup" target="_blank">Cynthia Malaran</a> put the site <a href="http://www.watchingthechanges.com/" target="_blank">Watching The Changes</a><br />
together just days after September 11, 2001. It is a montage of images she took from her bedroom in NYC over the course of many years ending, suddenly, on 9/11/01. <br />
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As the years pass I find that this is still one of the most powerful representations of the experience. It has distance but is no less haunting. The images may be small but no less graphic. We are allowed a peek into another perspective.<br />
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We were shown so clearly that day our next step. It continues to take years for us to understand what that means for each of us, individually. People tell me of their remembrance rituals in honor of that day; some fly, some pray, some take stock in all the joy in their lives.<br />
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Thank you Cynthia for showing this innocent vulnerable side and keeping it alive so that we may continue to learn and grow. May we never forget all of the opportunities presented to us for forgiveness and continue to be filled with love.<br />
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I looked over the Horses and decided that I would take a chance on Titletown Five (Five is my favorite number, after all), a bit on Orb to show (he did made it clear after the Kentucky Derby that he was not going to win the next one), and I looked for a third horse, browsing through all the names.<br />
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The only other to stand out was Oxbow. I remembered that I had always bought Oxbow hay for my guinea pigs, so why not give him a shot? So, I made a wager. 15-1, Oxbow was a long shot.<br />
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Wouldn't you know, that guinea pig picked horse won the race, AGAIN! Thank you, sweet little, Pi! <br />
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We will see what happens at the Belmont Stakes!<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">My Guinea Pig Made Me Gamble</span><br />
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In 2007 I adopted a guinea pig that looked just like a horse. He had
a big blaze on his nose and a star on his forehead. I named him Pi
after the horse in National Velvet. <br />
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After a few weeks
of living with me he declared that he used to be a horse but he didn’t
like standing around alone in a pasture all the time. He chose a guinea
pig body because he really liked hay. He was still working on the size
difference and thanked me for taking care and listening to him.<br />
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Just
before the 2008 Kentucky Derby Pi made another declaration. "Big Brown
is going to win but watch out for the filly". I decided that I would
find out how I could place a bet and then proceeded to go completely
unconscious and forgot completely.<br />
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The next day I found
out that Big Brown did win and that the filly (which rarely run)
tragically died after breaking 2 ankles; euthanized on the track. WOW!<br />
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asked him how he knew this stuff and he told me he knew Big Brown from
other horse lives. It was then that I began to see the connection of
horses and guinea pigs. <br />
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My, experience up till then,
has been very much on the guinea pig side but the following summer I
went out to a few stables and began to see so many of these horses that
had been guinea pigs and vice-versa. I was amazed at the size
difference but there is a great similarity in how they live and what
they eat and their social behavior.<br />
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In the years since I
have always checked in with the Kentucky Derby, sometimes picking the
winner but not placing a bet. Finally, last year when I took the plunge
to bet I had no sense of who was even running!<br />
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But this
year, while waiting for a table at one of my favorite restaurants w/*, I
found a list of the horses and gave a short glance. Orb was my favorite
and of course Golden Soul! This time I took the challenge and placed my
bet. There was a lot of energy on that. Odds, trustworthy places to
bet, is this legal?<br />
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I tuned in for the race and there it all happened! From behind, Orb took the whole show and amazingly Golden Soul came in 2nd!<br />
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Pi
passed away 4 years ago and when he died I saw him as an amazing horse
bounding away. I am so pleased that he turned me onto this amazing
communication with horses.<br />
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I dedicate my winnings to my sweet, beautiful guinea pig, Velvet Brown Pi.<br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-size: small;">This offer is good through <b>midnight Friday May 17th</b>.</span></span><br />
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Alicia Halloranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16182778643639576976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755113331254453984.post-71277049930960598042013-05-13T13:29:00.000-05:002013-05-13T13:29:49.707-05:00Do You Dare?<div style="color: #505050; font-size: 30px; font-weight: bold; font: normal normal normal 18px/normal 'Arial Black'; line-height: 30px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">
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Alicia Halloranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16182778643639576976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755113331254453984.post-14564551092736574302013-05-06T16:13:00.001-05:002013-05-07T12:26:03.603-05:00My Guinea Pig Made Me GambleIn 2007 I adopted a guinea pig that looked just like a horse. He had a big blaze on his nose and a star on his forehead. I named him Pi after the horse in National Velvet. <br />
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After a few weeks of living with me he declared that he used to be a horse but he didn’t like standing around alone in a pasture all the time. He chose a guinea pig body because he really liked hay. He was still working on the size difference and thanked me for taking care and listening to him.<br />
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Just before the 2008 Kentucky Derby Pi made another declaration. "Big Brown is going to win but watch out for the filly". I decided that I would find out how I could place a bet and then proceeded to go completely unconscious and forgot completely.<br />
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The next day I found out that Big Brown did win and that the filly (which rarely run) tragically died after breaking 2 ankles; euthanized on the track. WOW!<br />
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I asked him how he knew this stuff and he told me he knew Big Brown from other horse lives. It was then that I began to see the connection of horses and guinea pigs. <br />
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My, experience up till then, has been very much on the guinea pig side but the following summer I went out to a few stables and began to see so many of these horses that had been guinea pigs and vice-versa. I was amazed at the size difference but there is a great similarity in how they live and what they eat and their social behavior.<br />
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In the years since I have always checked in with the Kentucky Derby, sometimes picking the winner but not placing a bet. Finally, last year when I took the plunge to bet I had no sense of who was even running!<br />
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But this year, while waiting for a table at one of my favorite restaurants w/*, I found a list of the horses and gave a short glance. Orb was my favorite and of course Golden Soul! This time I took the challenge and placed my bet. There was a lot of energy on that. Odds, trustworthy places to bet, is this legal?<br />
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I tuned in for the race and there it all happened! From behind, Orb took the whole show and amazingly Golden Soul came in 2nd!<br />
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Pi passed away 4 years ago and when he died I saw him as an amazing horse bounding away. I am so pleased that he turned me onto this amazing communication with horses.<br />
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I dedicate my winnings to my sweet, beautiful guinea pig, Velvet Brown Pi.<br />
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One of the <a href="http://www.healinghabitat.net/HEALINGHABITAT.html">healings</a> I offer is an Astral Body Healing. Astral bodies are very much like physical bodies, it is the spiritual body that you dream with. It is the next less dense body from the physical, an exact copy that clips into the physical. Astral bodies take on a lot of energy. Astral Bodies help to clear energy before it hits the physical body. It can also hold on to energy thus rendering the physical body impaired in some way. When the astral body is the effect of this energy they can look very different than the physical body it reflects. Sometimes this energy is not even from this lifetime. <br />
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I gave Odie a healing a couple nights ago. It was an astral body healing, not a usual healing that I do with animals. Odie’s astral body was jacked. His astral body looked like a fossil. Not just bones, but bones that had turned to iron. It was like a spine, rib cage and lower jaw that had fossilized. So, when Odie slept and came back to his physical body this armature pinched and grabbed his little body. He has always had a hard time waking up. He growls and lunges if you even say good morning. It has always seemed that he is disoriented, not sure what is real. I have always thought this was primarily because he is blind (Odie is blind due to severe glaucoma which forced the removal of both eyes), but now after seeing his astral body, I know that there is more at work here.<br />
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When I began the healing of his astral body, the armature demanded that I just look at it. Hold space for the pain that Odie has endured and have reverence for the dramatic shift that was taking place. Odie was unsure of what else there could be if this were not part of his reality. I moved it off to the side and let it and Odie rest. In the mean time I helped him rebuild his astral body, restoring from the original blue print from this lifetime; what he came in to be. I saw Odie as a little puppy, cute and perky and sweet. This is just a small part of a big blue light that encompasses Odie’s whole spirit. After bringing the original blue print in, Odie was much more open to letting the old armature go. He allowed me to erase it. I can still see that he has a mental image picture that it is still there, but it is de-energized, holding no charge. It sits outside his aura, like a postcard, and everyday is fading more and more allowing Odie to experience what is going on around him without this painful filter. I brought his astral body into present time and clipped it into his physical body. Odie slept through much of his healing and just as I finished clearing out his aura he awoke and smacked his lips. I went to bed.<br />
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In the morning I awoke to hear Odie’s familiar growls but there was an added sound of self-soothing. An almost swallowed sound, one that he makes when he is begging for food and knows not to bark. Shortly after that he began to dance around happily prancing and ready for his day. We went for a nice walk knowing that from this day forward all is different. He still may have bad days, but he no longer has to endure the discomfort of a fossilized armature squeezing him all the time.<br />
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I have had Odie for almost 2 years now. There is not a week that goes by that there isn’t some major shift. Maybe he’s cranky, maybe he’s happy, maybe I just can’t handle him anymore, it all just keeps moving forward. This week I think we have turned a corner, a new beginning. We have found enough safety to finally have this healing.<br />
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Just think, if this can be so profound for a little blind dog, just imagine what it will do for <a href="http://www.healinghabitat.net/contact.html">your life</a>…Alicia Halloranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16182778643639576976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755113331254453984.post-19800326878799381122013-01-07T17:28:00.001-06:002013-01-07T17:28:37.235-06:00Happy New Year: Let's Meditate!<br />
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<span style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-size: 14px;">2012 was an amazing year for me bringing in so many new wonderful changes in my life. Coming and going of my job, a new wonderful relationship, a new cat, traveling, and so many more adventures. I am sure that you have had your share of adventures this past year, as well.</span></b></span></span></div>
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2012 was a year of transition, out of an old paradigm into a new fresh place full of unknowns and wildest dreams.</div>
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2013 promises to be no less. The intensity will be of new beginnings instead of tremendous ending, but there will be changes. We started new on 12/22/12 and are creating and receiving our creations simultaneously. I want to invite you to your best year yet.</div>
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To help you in this process, beginning January 13, I will be teaching a beginning Meditation class on Sundays for 6 weeks. This is a wonderful place to begin your new and best year yet.</div>
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Meditation 1 is all about you finding you – focusing on simple tools and techniques to help you get grounded and stay grounded as well as to find your space and protect it. Meditation is a great way to connect to your energy and de-stress as well as to help heal and clear the body of disease and pain.</div>
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Sign up today at http://sevenlevelscoaching.com/sign-me-up-quick/<a href="http://sevenlevelscoaching.com/sign-me-up-quick/">http://sevenlevelscoaching.com/sign-me-up-quick/</a> and start your new year and new life off clearly knowing that you are ready for everything that is coming your way. </div>
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It has been 3 month over a year since I adopted Odie from <a href="http://www.theefishbowl.com/">Thee Fishbowl</a> in Evanston IL. And what a year it has been!</div>
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Odie came to me tired and worn. He slept for the first week and was very docile in the beginning. We had our challenges as to who was in charge. We both had our meltdowns. I was helped tremendously by Marlene from <a href="http://www.barkbusters.com/page.cfm/ID/50/id_directory/1464">Bark Busters</a>.</div>
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Odie has traveled with me to Cleveland, North Carolina and New Mexico. He loves to be in the car and sees traveling as a great partnership…even when I steer him into a pole on occasion (by accident!).</div>
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One of the things I learned early on with him is that he is an agent of change. Who knows in how many homes he has lived. He is so well trained and understands the nuances of a house (furniture, cats, stairs, treats). </div>
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Odie came in at a time when I was working for myself, having just moved to Evanston and spending a lot of time at home. He seemed to take it upon himself to get me out of the house. Sometimes with him, but more importantly, for longer periods of time! And lo, come October, just 5 short months into our relationship, I had a new full time job at the Field Museum of Natural History in Chicago. And away I go, off to work. Odie enjoys the routine of morning and evening walks and is so much more attached to the routine of the activity instead of the time of the activity. Phew! He lets me sleep in on the weekends.</div>
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After another couple of months he made it clear that he was uncomfortable due to the severe glaucoma he was suffering from. He and I made a plan to raise the money for his surgery. I told him that if he really wanted this to happen he needed to spend those long leisurely naps talking to people and telling them what he needed. With great enthusiasm he agreed and within a month we had raised enough money to cover the cost of his surgery (double eye enucleation).</div>
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Odie’s surgery was an adventure in and of itself. The poor boy struggled with tremendous pain but came through it like a champ. Every day he still continues to improve and now his fur is growing back so beautifully making him the lion head dog he truly is!</div>
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Odie has opened up so many doors to me in one short year. I wonder what other amazing adventures he will take me on. I hope that I can bring as much joy to his life as he has brought me as we continue to grow and change together discovering everything we cannot see come manifest. I believe that we fulfill each other’s dreams, with an occasional meltdown in between.</div>
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<br /></div>Alicia Halloranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16182778643639576976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755113331254453984.post-31072772413468788652012-01-12T18:02:00.003-06:002012-03-04T13:05:44.457-06:00Odie's Eyes Update<span style="font-size: 12px;"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">Two weeks ago Odie had his surgery. It was a whirlwind few days. We returned from New Mexico on Thursday afternoon and went straight to the groomer where all of</span></span> <br />
<div style="color: #505050; font: 14px Arial; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">Odie's sweet fluff was shorn away. He was given a surgical shave from his head to shoulders (to prevent any matting from wearing a cone) and a "skirt" was left around his belly and legs to keep him warm.<br />
During the groom <span class="Apple-style-span">Odie would not let his chin be trimmed leaving him with a little Foo Man Chu beard. I also requested a heart shaved on his back so the vet would remember how loved he was (thank you Dave @ Kriser's for such a great job!).</span></span></span></div><div style="color: #505050; font: 14px Arial; margin: 0px; min-height: 16px;"></div><div style="color: #505050; font: 14px Arial; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">We came home and had a quiet night in anticipation for an early morning. Up, out and at the vet by 8 AM. After I dropped Odie off I came home and brought Ralfie (my blind girl cat) to be groomed. It seems she has quit that job for herself. She has been shaved into a lion cut. She looks like a 90-year-old, chain smoking super model; wrinkly, cranky but so full of style (it was a rough day to be blind in my house!). After that I waited for news from the vet. He called and said Odie went through the surgery very well and had no swelling. He was awake and recovering well. The Doctor was amazed at the size of his eyes. He prepared me for Odie being in pain due to his optic nerve being moved about and all. (Ack) I was scheduled to pick him up at 4:30 PM.</span></span></div><div style="color: #505050; font: 14px Arial; margin: 0px; min-height: 16px;"></div><div style="color: #505050; font: 14px Arial; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">When I picked him up he was very groggy but happy to see me, tail wagging, happy sniffs. I had a down blanket for him and set him up in the car. The vet tech brought him out and we were on our way home. He looked bad. Well, I guess he looked like he just had surgery. I wrapped him in his blanket and put him on the couch where he slept for most of the evening. Francy, my amazing healer spent a lot of time nuzzled next to him on his blanket. He was on a lot of drugs and really out of it. I gave him an injection before bed and it was a quiet night with a 4 AM walk. Saturday he came to a little bit more but still spent most of the day on the couch. Sunday morning he seemed to be coming out of it all, but as the day progressed he was in increasing pain, whimpering and shaky. I found that I didn't have enough pain medication to last until the vet reopened on Tuesday (New Year Holiday) so that evening we found ourselves at the Vet ER for more pain meds. That was the worst night. He was only pain free for about 3 hours at a time so there was a lot of up and down giving more meds and trying to keep him warm and comfortable. He had great improvement on Monday and by the evening was functioning with very little pain meds. Tuesday I went back to work and by the time I got home he was doing very well. Unhappy to wear the cone, but resting. My friend Patricia came by and they had a great cuddle session! He lay next to her and snored away. Ahhh, the other side!</span></span></div><div style="color: #505050; font: 14px Arial; margin: 0px; min-height: 16px;"></div><div style="color: #505050; font: 14px Arial; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">Since then he has progressively improved. He has his stitches removed 3 days ago and is looking really good. Soon, the scabs will be gone and his fur will have grown back. By the summer it will be hard to see that he doesn't have eyes.</span></span></div><div style="color: #505050; font: 14px Arial; margin: 0px; min-height: 16px;"></div><div style="color: #505050; font: 14px Arial; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">Behaviorally, I can see that he is so much more comfortable. He walks with more confidence and is less skittish. The other day he came and nuzzled his little face with mine. He has never done that before. So, this is a VAST improvement from where he was when he had eyes. I have taken him out on some errands and all who know him have seen the incredible difference. He will only continue to improve and get more comfortable. </span></span></div><div style="color: #505050; font: 14px Arial; margin: 0px; min-height: 16px;"></div><span style="font-size: 12px;"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">Odie has a new lease on life. Thanks to all of your donations I was able to pay for the surgery with the money raised. AND thank you for all of your support. Knowing that Odie and I were in your thoughts and prayers throughout this time gave great comfort to us both. We are definitely on the other side of the surgery but there is still recovery happening. Odie is learining to live his life pain free. We are getting to know each other again in a new way. Trusting each other on a whole new level. I am so happy that I adopted this little guy. He is amazing and will continue to teach me how to be in the moment and keep moving forward even if you can't see what is ahead.<br />
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Thank you again and Happy New Year to You! May this year be bright, beautiful and divinely guided!<br />
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Alicia & Odie<br />
(<i>and</i> Francy, Ralfie, Five, Hazel (cats), Fermi and Agape (guinea pigs), and the fish!)</span></span>Alicia Halloranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16182778643639576976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755113331254453984.post-92021242748826163952011-12-21T10:35:00.010-06:002011-12-21T18:58:22.154-06:00Odie's Eyes<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOjmARh3LRsqwW0lCX1j915SRdTzmR9-oHwjWmGKpxUVeZpRhudmo92FRiNzxVMKGGY7aStNqSlmWodGkZhjMztJSlXouzWg7KoqwYbdd35I00xYxU0rXq-quKgaUE1NCIgdawL3CV8nBJ/s1600/Odie_WLKr121011-6978.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOjmARh3LRsqwW0lCX1j915SRdTzmR9-oHwjWmGKpxUVeZpRhudmo92FRiNzxVMKGGY7aStNqSlmWodGkZhjMztJSlXouzWg7KoqwYbdd35I00xYxU0rXq-quKgaUE1NCIgdawL3CV8nBJ/s320/Odie_WLKr121011-6978.jpg" width="213" /></a><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">As many of you may already know at the end of this month Odie is going to have surgery on his eyes. He has severe glaucoma which causes a constant low level pain for him and the only way to relieve this is to remove both of his eyes. Due to his advanced disease he currently has no vision so it will be a small adjustment and a big relief for him.</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">This surgery for this is very expensive and I have been fundraising for the past month to raise enough money to cover expenses incurred. We have done very well so far and have raised $1485 of the $2500 goal.</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="https://www.wepay.com/donate/122183">(click here to donate)</a></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I wanted to share a letter that my dear friend Patricia sent out as I feel it truly sums up the true nature of giving and support. I am so thankful for her words:</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
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</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">All of these causes are terrific and I personally donate to many of them throughout the year. Despite a few exceptions in that list above, most of our dollars are applied to overhead prior to actually going towards direct services for those in need. I always find it empowering to give to organizations and/or people that use most, if not all, of our donated dollars towards immediate help for intended persons. </span></i></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
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<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">It has been two months today since Greg and I lost our Australian Shepherd, Teague. In many ways, I feel that bringing comfort to Odie is a way to honor Teague, who unconditionally loved and brought comfort to me. Helping Odie also honors Teague's sister Staley, who continues to be a source of joy for us. I have and would do anything for my dogs... Maybe that is why I feel particularly drawn to Odie's cause and decided to share with the people I thought might feel the same. </span></i></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">You can visit the website</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">https://www.wepay.com/x2tagcz/donations/122183</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Through that website you can learn more about Odie and gain access to the account Alicia has set-up to help raise funds for Odie's upcoming surgery. Donate if you can, send positive thoughts Odie's (and Alicia's) way no matter what!</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh5NuX2K5SlAIkc4gM8pMtw7Lynh07NP-zLY36eZgkXIEXY1YiR92MsQcflKICsPyz9SScuHib2RMgCMoHOGgvkB0fz6sk8znUknTsezC47rLzt_eFb_DWNb5t0_UHiDbk1sbAUYH8xfj6/s1600/TeagueandStaley.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh5NuX2K5SlAIkc4gM8pMtw7Lynh07NP-zLY36eZgkXIEXY1YiR92MsQcflKICsPyz9SScuHib2RMgCMoHOGgvkB0fz6sk8znUknTsezC47rLzt_eFb_DWNb5t0_UHiDbk1sbAUYH8xfj6/s320/TeagueandStaley.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">In memory of Teague, in honor of Staley and in great hopes for Odie... and all of our beloved furry friends, </span></i></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Patricia Clancy</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">I had the honor of knowing Teague and working with her as an animal communicator when she was in and out of her body. She was/is an amazing light and I feel so honored that she and so many of the animals and people I have worked with are shining down on us through this time. If you can find it in your heart to donate to Odie’s Eye Fund every dollar helps, and even spreading the word to those you know you might be able to donate is a tremendous help!! We have less than 2 weeks to go! I know we can do it with your help! </span><br />
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Six months ago today I adopted this little 10-year-old blind pooch. Odie started off his stay here sleeping most of the time. Actually I think he slept for about 2 weeks straight. He would startle in his sleep and launch himself across the room disoriented and confused. This went on for months. He launched himself off the bed several times and into the occasional wall.<br />
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He went through a phase of territorial marking (pooping around the house) and fear aggression. That scared the crap out of both of us!<br />
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I enlisted the help of a trainer, Marlene from Bark Busters, and she taught me how to maintain my space while Odie was losing his. Odie acted out and put on a couple of really good shows but has now relaxed and knows that there is nothing he has to defend. Marlene was awesome in showing me how see him through all that fear and bravado. I also took cues from my cats, who, surprisingly, had very little adjustment to him. It’s like they knew he was coming all along…hmmmmm.<br />
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Odie has come to enjoy and trust his new home. We have both come such a long way!! In great words of wisdom my sister Jennifer told me, during an “I hate my dog” freak out, just wait until he’s been with you 6 months! It seemed so far away and completely intangible. But today, here we are the day before Thanksgiving! We bond more and more every day! He eats treats (that took 5 months) and walks very well…. there were some dragging episodes (me dragging him…). He spent some time in a crate and now has full run of the house, leashless, by day and sleeps with me all night. We both have so much to be thankful for in our meeting! Both of our lives have changed tremendously since his arrival.<br />
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Odie has begun to snuggle a little bit more and I think we will enjoy the cold Chicago nights cozied up (4 cats and a dog, who needs the heat on!?!). Soon enough it will be spring and we will be celebrating our 1-year anniversary! Until then, we are off to Albuquerque for Christmas. Odie has landed in the lap of luxury and adventure!<br />
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It has been quite a month. June was very busy plus having my pup on top of it all! Odie and I have been adjusting to each other but it is taking time and focus. We are learning about each other and ourselves by leaps and bounds. Our next step is working with a trainer to teach us both how to do this whole dog thing! There will be stories coming about our experience, stay tuned!<br />
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BUT I wanted to make sure I invite you to all the amazing events coming up in July!<br />
On July 14 I will be at<span id="goog_389467921"></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_389467920"> </a><a _cke_saved_href="http://beachparty.pawschicago.org/" href="http://beachparty.pawschicago.org/">PAWS Chicago's Beach Party</a><span id="goog_389467922"></span> at North Avenue Beach House. I will be doing mini-readings for all attendees so if you are in town come on by, PAWS is a great cause!<br />
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Then, the following Tuesday I will be doing an <a _cke_saved_href="http://sevenlevelscoaching.com/upcoming-events/" href="http://sevenlevelscoaching.com/upcoming-events/">Animal Healing Hour Teleseminar</a> hosted by <a _cke_saved_href="http://sevenlevelscoaching.com/" href="http://sevenlevelscoaching.com/">Seven Levels Coaching</a>. This is open to everybody. I will be talking about how we can change how we communicate with animals around the world and in our own home. Bring your questions and I will give your animal as well as the animals of the world a healing!<br />
I know that both of these exciting events will be full of great stories and energy so come and share with me your love of animals! We need as many people to talk and listen to them as possible. Tuesday July 19, 8-9 PM EDT. $45 Contact Seven Levels Coaching for <a _cke_saved_href="http://sevenlevelscoaching.com/upcoming-events/" href="http://sevenlevelscoaching.com/upcoming-events/">registration</a>.<br />
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Additionally, I am still offering <a _cke_saved_href="http://healinghabitat.blogspot.com/2011/04/halos.html" href="http://healinghabitat.blogspot.com/2011/04/halos.html">Halo readings</a>. They are an amazing way to clear a ton of energy super fast. See how your connection with God or Source heals your life and shows you the abundance that you are. If you have animals I show you how your animals are guiding you to have even more in your life. These are open to everyone and done over the phone.<br />
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And lastly, a reminder for people who live in the Chicago-land area, there is nothing like a turn on my <a _cke_saved_href="http://healinghabitat.blogspot.com/2010/07/biomat-healings.html" href="http://healinghabitat.blogspot.com/2010/07/biomat-healings.html">BIOMAT</a> to solve all of life’s stiff and stuck joints, nervy nerves or any physical ailment you may have. It is an unbelievable price of $75 for 45 minutes (packages of 3, 6 and 12 are also available). You will remember how good your body should feel! Please email or give me a call if you have any questions and to schedule your BioMat bubble bath!<br />
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<img _cke_saved_src="https://us2.admin.mailchimp.com/_ssl/proxy.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fgallery.mailchimp.com%2F9071c7dda13cbf48f145c421d%2Fimages%2FOdiecar.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="241" src="https://us2.admin.mailchimp.com/_ssl/proxy.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fgallery.mailchimp.com%2F9071c7dda13cbf48f145c421d%2Fimages%2FOdiecar.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; height: auto; line-height: 11px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" width="180" /></span></span></span></div><div class="p1" style="color: #505050; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Cambria; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: dimgrey;">He was rescued from <a _cke_saved_href="http://www.petfinder.com/shelters/IL132.html" href="http://www.petfinder.com/shelters/IL132.html">Chicago Animal Care and Control</a> (an amazing place housing 1400+ animals on any given day, also known as the pound), by a pet store in Evanston called <a _cke_saved_href="http://www.theefishbowl.com/" href="http://www.theefishbowl.com/">Thee Fish Bowl</a>.</span></span></span></div><div class="p1" style="color: #505050; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Cambria; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: dimgrey;">He had been there for almost six months. It can be hard to adopt out older and disabled animals. Odie is my first dog ever so, actually the fact that he is disabled and older gives me the ability to learn all about having a dog without having to teach him how to be a dog, he already knows! I currently have a blind cat, Ralfie, and it is amazing how similar they are.What is also amazing is that he is gold and white. Of course I work with gold energy! How could he be any other coloring!</span></span></span></div><div class="p1" style="color: #505050; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Cambria; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: dimgrey;">I had come up with all of these cute little tag lines for this introduction but, I am realizing that there is so much more than a cute headline (there is a Yeti in my house). </span></span></span></div><div style="color: #505050; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: dimgrey;"><img _cke_saved_src="https://us2.admin.mailchimp.com/_ssl/proxy.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fgallery.mailchimp.com%2F9071c7dda13cbf48f145c421d%2Fimages%2Fyeti.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="104" src="https://us2.admin.mailchimp.com/_ssl/proxy.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fgallery.mailchimp.com%2F9071c7dda13cbf48f145c421d%2Fimages%2Fyeti.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; height: auto; line-height: 14px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" width="150" /><br />
I feel that I have landed in a whole new place in society (the Yeti is out of the bag). I am excited to be part of the dog community!</span></span></span></div><div class="p1" style="color: #505050; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Cambria; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: dimgrey;">Everyone tells me that dogs are so different. It is a whole new world but what I have found so far is that he, like all other souls, Odie has more love then all of the water in all of the oceans. A wonderful reflection, and reminder. Create away my little Odie. </span></span></span></div><div class="p1" style="color: #505050; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Cambria; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: dimgrey;">Along with the fabulous addition to my life I am participating in a ton of super fun events this month! If you are in town I would love to see you!</span></span></span></div><div class="p1" style="color: #505050; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Cambria; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: dimgrey;">On <strong>June 8<sup>th</sup></strong> I will be teaching an Introduction to Animal Communication at <a _cke_saved_href="http://www.hhforcats.org/events.html" href="http://www.hhforcats.org/events.html">Harmony House</a> in Chicago. The class is 1-hour long and $20 with 50% donation to Harmony House. Come and find out what your pet has been living to tell you!</span></span></span></div><div class="p1" style="color: #505050; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Cambria; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: dimgrey;">Then on <strong>June 11<sup>th</sup></strong> I will be at <a _cke_saved_href="http://www.jookiephoto.com/blog/2011/05/a-jookie-pignic-with-guest-volunteer-from-red-door-animal-shelter-sponsored-by-piggy-toes/" href="http://www.jookiephoto.com/blog/2011/05/a-jookie-pignic-with-guest-volunteer-from-red-door-animal-shelter-sponsored-by-piggy-toes/">Jookie Studio</a> for the guinea pig pignic! There will be treats for young and old and a great opportunity to learn about how great GPs are as pets. Find out more about adoption and guinea pig care. You will also have the opportunity to meet <a _cke_saved_href="http://healinghabitat.blogspot.com/2010/04/fermi-is-george-clooney-of-guinea-pigs.html" href="http://healinghabitat.blogspot.com/2010/04/fermi-is-george-clooney-of-guinea-pigs.html">Fermi</a>, the George Clooney of guinea pigs.</span></span></span></div><div class="p1" style="color: #505050; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Cambria; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: dimgrey;"><strong>June 12<sup>th</sup></strong> I will be doing mini readings at <a _cke_saved_href="http://www.reddoorshelter.org/events.php" href="http://www.reddoorshelter.org/events.php">Red Door Shelter’s Gimme Shelter Walk</a>.</span></span></span></div><div class="p1" style="color: #505050; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Cambria; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: dimgrey;"><strong>June 17<sup>th</sup></strong> I will be doing mini readings at an adoption event sponsored by Pedigree and <a _cke_saved_href="http://www.anticruelty.org/adopt/" href="http://www.anticruelty.org/adopt/">Anti-Cruelty Society</a>.</span></span></span></div><div class="p1" style="color: #505050; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Cambria; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: dimgrey;">And finally, so far, on <strong>June 22<sup>nd</sup></strong>, I will be teaching another Introduction to Animal Communication Class at Harmony House. The class is 1-hour long and $20 with 50% donation to Harmony House. Come and find out what your pet has been living to tell you! And come again if you didn’t quite hear what they said the first time! </span></span></span></div><div class="p1" style="color: #505050; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Cambria; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: dimgrey;">Phew! What a month! I am super excited for all of these events and to talk to so many animals and people. If you are in town come on by and see what your animal friend has to say! If you can’t bring them, bring a picture, if you don’t have a picture just bring yourself and a question!). For more information about any of these events follow the links or send me an email! I look forward to seeing you there!</span></span></span></div><div class="p1" style="color: #505050; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Cambria; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: dimgrey;">Thank you again for all of your support in all that I do. It means the world to me to have people like you in my life!<br />
<span class="s1" style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande';"></span>Enjoy the beginning of your summer and let your <a _cke_saved_href="http://healinghabitat.blogspot.com/2011/04/halos.html" href="http://healinghabitat.blogspot.com/2011/04/halos.html">Halo</a> shine!!</span></span></span></div></div>Alicia Halloranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16182778643639576976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755113331254453984.post-5654935446056690292011-05-20T20:57:00.001-05:002011-05-20T21:31:10.927-05:00The story of the Shines<div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNuLTHBgkx3aYdfWm66YPgF-L7Qkdm69cG4nehXSx-6e4XxM71j6kjlzf3FoJBZVM1cs7Fe_SkDXjGohADiHUIDExOfBpkdL2khP0L0EQr-a7CPvwa8uQ1Rpm3g8NKfJNPahy2X6-lOnM1/s1600/CIMG0597.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">(I wrote this quite a while ago and now I post it in remembrance of three amazing birds.)</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNuLTHBgkx3aYdfWm66YPgF-L7Qkdm69cG4nehXSx-6e4XxM71j6kjlzf3FoJBZVM1cs7Fe_SkDXjGohADiHUIDExOfBpkdL2khP0L0EQr-a7CPvwa8uQ1Rpm3g8NKfJNPahy2X6-lOnM1/s1600/CIMG0597.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNuLTHBgkx3aYdfWm66YPgF-L7Qkdm69cG4nehXSx-6e4XxM71j6kjlzf3FoJBZVM1cs7Fe_SkDXjGohADiHUIDExOfBpkdL2khP0L0EQr-a7CPvwa8uQ1Rpm3g8NKfJNPahy2X6-lOnM1/s320/CIMG0597.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">A few years ago I recognized that I did not know any birds (this is definitely pre-Easy). As an animal communicator I decided it was time to get a bird of some sort. I wasn’t familiar with the chat of the bird species. Having them in my home would ignite my awareness of all the birds and I could hear them daily. My first thought was a finch but after looking around I decided that canary was the way to go. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I was told about a bird show somewhere in the suburbs. Honestly I don’t remember where I was and have never been there since, or heard of another show there either. I think it may have been one of those magical wormholes where everything is perfect and easy. An alternate universe, the one that shows us how simple things really are!</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The day before my trip to the bird show I met my birds. They showed up to me energetically while I was brushing my teeth. All of sudden I saw 3 birds. They told me they were called the Shines. It sounded like a rock band. They each told me their name; there was Starshine, Sunshine and Moonshine. Phew, well at least I knew who I was looking for but how would I know them? I asked that they be really obvious to me as I was not familiar with birds and how they went about identifying themselves.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">When I got to the show there was only one guy with a huge cage full of canaries. He said that all he had left were females, which do not sing and are actually very quiet. I thought that would be a benefit. As I peeked into this cage I again ask for them to be obvious to me and the first one I see is sweet little yellow bird…that was Sunshine! Then the next flew by. She was white with brown and gray. And she has a star over her eye. She was Starshine! So, two were ready to come home with me. And the third, where was Moonshine? Well, she flew by like Woodstock, half upside down and looking crazy like she was drinking moonshine! She made me laugh and there she was, Moonshine in all her glory.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> They all came home with me and became the most interesting thing in the world to my cats and me! We lost time watching them hop around, eat and fly. They brought so much joy into my home and became an important part of my healings.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Over the past two years the shines have dwindled in numbers. First Sunshine, then Starshine and today Moonshine. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Moonshine made the move to Evanston with me and has kept my new healing space well tended. I will miss her amazing songs but know that she is free and flying, shining with her golden voice. Good-bye Moonshine. You have been such a great healing and window into the beautiful world of birds.</span></span><br />
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</span></div>Alicia Halloranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16182778643639576976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755113331254453984.post-12750500566965000882011-04-22T11:04:00.000-05:002011-04-22T11:04:26.440-05:00Today is Earth Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcksJNeRdfKU-gtPc8opS11J7zdx7nBORrUF_-J8Xh_6-jO2H4c8faEHC_v05Hf3kFhgEKxkoJLoSlS2K-jbJ5vJ0UVv4cQeaFzdKqrSJnNW8PX8CfETKqBSiDqcBoWLrnG3lpS54Lbfh3/s1600/earthday_NY.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcksJNeRdfKU-gtPc8opS11J7zdx7nBORrUF_-J8Xh_6-jO2H4c8faEHC_v05Hf3kFhgEKxkoJLoSlS2K-jbJ5vJ0UVv4cQeaFzdKqrSJnNW8PX8CfETKqBSiDqcBoWLrnG3lpS54Lbfh3/s400/earthday_NY.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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In honor of Earth Day be kind to the Earth.<br />
Be kind to the Animals.<br />
Be kind to the Plants.<br />
Be kind to All Living Beings of the Planet.<br />
But most of all be kind to <b><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Yourself</span></b>.<br />
The Earth would not be here without You.<br />
You are the Light of the World and the Earth celebrates You.<br />
Gentle the Earth,<br />
Gentle Yourself.<br />
Happy Earth Day, Love and Light.Alicia Halloranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16182778643639576976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755113331254453984.post-23766310413344707442011-04-15T14:05:00.001-05:002011-04-15T14:06:17.330-05:00Spring is for planting<div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxHSY5LRMtXW82GNWiLd_zssDxLC9pmxohjUyNdmhCXwXlH32awWvVGZjD1p-N3zQal-fTtpstnGDGsqSlAL-wh_izpqh3IOPjkDed4goSmXVRSITEeh0rP4ma8yJv-ohF9D6Ls_lQRCmC/s1600/shrub1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxHSY5LRMtXW82GNWiLd_zssDxLC9pmxohjUyNdmhCXwXlH32awWvVGZjD1p-N3zQal-fTtpstnGDGsqSlAL-wh_izpqh3IOPjkDed4goSmXVRSITEeh0rP4ma8yJv-ohF9D6Ls_lQRCmC/s320/shrub1.JPG" width="238" /></a></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Today I dug my very first hole. I learned a lot of things. I learned that dirt is heavy. Holes have a lot of dirt in them. Shovels are awkward. Do not throw your dirt too close to the hole as it will spill back in your hole as your pile of dirt grows. Gloves are extremely helpful.</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
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By 3:30 they were all planted!<br />
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So much for leaving the shrubs for a summer project! Within a short time I had 3 planted then a good friend came over and expressed an interest in digging a hole and ta-da there were seven hedges planted! It seemed that they had a pact. We were all bought together and we will all be planted together. Each one has it’s own personality and were very clear on where they wanted to be planted. So, welcome my new yard shrub family. I think we will be very happy together. May we all live long and prosper! :)</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div>Alicia Halloranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16182778643639576976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755113331254453984.post-20463546359423934092011-04-15T13:49:00.001-05:002011-04-15T22:13:13.006-05:00Tilli goes for a walk<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz8vUW-sNsueCnBMF1289yeijWX-5aa3s80Z6cV7Sd179LCCP8RsNrEiQW8qO9LIbKKiAYxGPDrUM10b_iWxw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br />
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Tilli has taken to going for walks. He hops out of his cage strolls around for 20 minutes or so and hops back in. I am often on the phone when he hops out. It is shocking to see a guinea pig walk across your living room! I think it is really good for him. He was a rescue and his back legs have always been weak. I believe he was cage bound. Big pig in tiny cage. No room to exercise those legs. He has since moved into a HUGE cage and actually runs around and “popcorns” like a very happy piggy!<br />
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Tilli is the sweetest guinea pig and loves to be petted. Not so much held, he’ll pee on you almost instantly. But I can sit next to his cage and scratch his chin (s) for ever! Sometimes I think he is a puppy at heart.<br />
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Enjoy this little video of Tilli taking a walk.<br />
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(original post 3/31/11Alicia Halloranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16182778643639576976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755113331254453984.post-43514303911788971862011-04-15T13:39:00.001-05:002011-04-15T13:41:14.360-05:00Valentine meets the cats<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx8gaKw3g1a-Z_1XaxtteGu9rem2OlbXAn1tmXpkMmYRpzT9qx9p3I-08f5pFPJyRh7bSxsSbYhphdczOSbfdeWC2AKT4mgMIxgJg03b0SO-qW-grvN8VF5HjNLL6JeKn7sQ7CfHEoX-ug/s1600/valentineaction.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx8gaKw3g1a-Z_1XaxtteGu9rem2OlbXAn1tmXpkMmYRpzT9qx9p3I-08f5pFPJyRh7bSxsSbYhphdczOSbfdeWC2AKT4mgMIxgJg03b0SO-qW-grvN8VF5HjNLL6JeKn7sQ7CfHEoX-ug/s320/valentineaction.JPG" width="239" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3sFDzHeu00OnCDUJu_rlxJHrYVP1SHGstHz7w3q4PKUXNFcyHG0O4ZYtxZZlCzbkjUlb1Eb7DWpYzmVh_-iKs0PdKOkvYBcTrf1uzAgKGcrVFYwyjpAlN6seWmUMze25PHjsCan-NgoBt/s1600/valentineandfive.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
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Valentine has been busy lately getting to know his new environment. He is an amazing eater. Anything green and leafy he goes to town! So, I thought he needed a little exercise. I put him on the floor of the room he lives in and off he went. he motored around like a speedy little tortoise with no regard for the giant furry creatures who were absolutely fascinated by him.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">(original post 3/3/11) </span></div>Alicia Halloranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16182778643639576976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755113331254453984.post-25144949452796963682011-04-15T13:29:00.000-05:002011-04-15T13:29:13.045-05:00My Funny Valentine<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_1GdNZUW_h3naPd-4WyVMtEEJpWssZWwz1Bqqti2GghaceeREpuuKjQXxetlZmPbzqsVwW2GJ6fdaHWIRnhyphenhyphen8qhyphenhyphenjsR7AYRj118fxwkbRqO3rheeQIwxCgHu8d6221LwtGYia1rJM78jm/s1600/valentine.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_1GdNZUW_h3naPd-4WyVMtEEJpWssZWwz1Bqqti2GghaceeREpuuKjQXxetlZmPbzqsVwW2GJ6fdaHWIRnhyphenhyphen8qhyphenhyphenjsR7AYRj118fxwkbRqO3rheeQIwxCgHu8d6221LwtGYia1rJM78jm/s320/valentine.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I just adopted a tortoise. His name is Valentine. I had been keeping my eye out for a turtle and soon realized its hard to find a hibernating creature in the middle of hibernating season! </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
Soon after, my little guinea pig Agape had a “hay poke” in his eye. It actually turned out to be a ¾ “ piece of hay stuck in there. It took close to a week for it to work its way out. I think it took a tour of his brain! Well, that required a vet visit and as it was not as stressful a visit as Fermi’s was just days before I had the clear thinking to mention that I was looking for a turtle. The receptionist looked at me strangely and I told I thought that people might turn in turtles to them on occasion. She laughed and said they had just gotten one in today! Mere hours before! He was a Greek Tortoise and was very sweet. She brought him out for me to see and we ooh’d and ahh’d. I said put me on the list for that guy!! He stayed at the vet for about 2 weeks to make sure he was healthy and on 2/8/11 he came home with me.</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
What is remarkable about this story is that Red Door Shelter turned Valentine into the vet. That is where I adopted Hazel from and Agape introduced us at an open house! AND for the week before I met Valentine Hazel was nowhere to be seen. Spending her evenings somewhere else. I had even mentioned to someone that I thought she was working on the turtle thing!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKiYfGC-05ztqlJ6oNRFxmHsJ8r4YLp3ku6whqEGFDhrsS6yexVHgirchCIlsGrhBP9_0frXIHiRKdu7Uvk07ymTqFldgSRjJA46hWfnE-n7mwWTgbmZod0N308l5ekQtiqyKB7kvWcxPk/s1600/valentine2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKiYfGC-05ztqlJ6oNRFxmHsJ8r4YLp3ku6whqEGFDhrsS6yexVHgirchCIlsGrhBP9_0frXIHiRKdu7Uvk07ymTqFldgSRjJA46hWfnE-n7mwWTgbmZod0N308l5ekQtiqyKB7kvWcxPk/s320/valentine2.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
These are the moments that it is so much fun to communicate with animals and see how they communicate with us. Who ever are meant to be with you will find you no matter where they have to go do it. I guess that is the lesson of all love. Happy Valentine’s Day!! Squeeze your loves!!</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">(original post 2/14/11)</span></div>Alicia Halloranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16182778643639576976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755113331254453984.post-81243465643915272742011-04-15T13:18:00.000-05:002011-04-15T13:18:25.240-05:00Not for the Faint of Heart<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1l8RPnG8bQlFu1h2cYDnidisS-GS-G-FJTnK0gD9q-PMMIm2aGaICCaTQ5Tp8QoZePtQ85ClMaoacNagrQHAgfKS3Q_NiWwQFK75eBfcw-j_q9S4bbqEu9lC4q_SIEQQsjWp2oYh2ED1q/s1600/Fermiwound.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1l8RPnG8bQlFu1h2cYDnidisS-GS-G-FJTnK0gD9q-PMMIm2aGaICCaTQ5Tp8QoZePtQ85ClMaoacNagrQHAgfKS3Q_NiWwQFK75eBfcw-j_q9S4bbqEu9lC4q_SIEQQsjWp2oYh2ED1q/s400/Fermiwound.JPG" width="400" /></a></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> This is what I have been through the past 2 weeks. I had a failed community experience with my 3 guinea pigs which left my beloved Fermi with a bite that abscessed and needed to be opened and drained.<br />
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I have flushed some nasty stuff (2 years ago Agape was neutered and then abscessed on both sides…I referred to that experience as flushing junk out of Agape's junk) but this was the worst. Having to squirt lid into that wound then sticking a swab in there full of cream. It never felt like a bonding as it did with Agape. Fermi and I were expelling a demon. There was something growing in us that had to go. He used his body to show me my spirit.</span> <span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
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The first night his little (not really) wound closed and needed to be reopened, the same the next morning. There have been a lot of tears and sobs and squeals and so many horrible sounds that happen when things are being extracted.</span> <span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
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I am happy to report that we are all healing. Fermi's wound has completely closed and healed and my spirit has restored and is turning all that garbage back to love.</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">One of the miracles that I have seen from this experience is that Fermi suffered from congestive heart failure. He had symptoms of coughing and runny eyes and since his wound he has had no symptoms at all. Fermi has the strongest heart I know. My Love. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
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