What do non-human animals think about a vegan diet?

February 10th, 2010

Ever since I knew telepathic communication existed I have wondered, what do cows, chickens, pigs, fish and sheep think about humans eating them for their flesh or using their milk or eggs? I have started talking to them about this very subject, and have started writing a book. It’s a slow process, for me anyway. Listening via telepathy requires an open heart and a readiness for the truth. I have been working hard to make myself strong, physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually so I can go inside intensive farms and abattoirs and ask them questions like how do they feel, what do they think, what is their life like? I will share what they have to say in the coming months.

So at this time I can just share what one non-human animal thinks about a vegan diet, and that’s from Wayne (dog). Wayne and I were living in Fairlight, Sydney with a couple of flat mates. Wayne would eat vegan pet, a great dry food that uses only plant based, organic products and specially formulated to meet doggy nutritional needs, but needed it supplemented with softer foods as he often had sore gums. He was extremely fussy with his food. I personally would have liked him to eat and enjoy vegan food, I know it can be a healthy diet for dogs, and I know many dogs that are healthy and happy eating vegan food. And I really dislike contributing any money towards the meat industry; I don’t support the killing of any animal so I don’t feel it is appropriate for me to support these industries financially.

So I was in a dilemma, I knew Wayne wanted to eat meat, he had told me this and he was under my care and relied on me for food. So I decided to support this. He was 13 years old, and had a tough life in the past. I would buy organic meat and sometimes kangaroo (as at least it was not intensively farmed) and cook it for him. One day I was in the kitchen cutting up some kangaroo sausages on the bench. All of a sudden, I felt a clear question from him in my heart? “How do you feel doing that?” I turned around and looked at Wayne and promptly burst into tears and said “I hate it”. He then replied “I will eat vegan food now”. I seriously thought I was going crazy. You have no idea how determined he had been at wanting to eat meat. He said “I understand the difference now. A tomato wants to be eaten, a sausage does not. But also see the importance of me coming to this conclusion for myself”. I was stunned and must say thrilled. From then on he would eat vegan sausages, and other mock meats that are readily available in the supermarket, health food stores and Asian supermarkets. He had his favorites, like vegan hot dogs with tomato sauce, and others that he was not really into.

I might add that at my mum’s he happily continued to any meat that she offered. Funnily enough, any day that she went to Bingo and Wayne at the same time was visiting, she always seemed to win a meat tray. Wayne got most of it as mum does not eat much meat. Now he is staying with my mum and her lovely neighbours Mark and Lindsey, whilst I live in France. I know that vegan food is not at the top of his agenda at the moment. I would rather Wayne eat plant based food, for health reasons as well as ethical. But at the end of the day I know it’s his life and his choice.

I also knew it was important what he had said about coming to this conclusion by himself. It really hit home, that each of us must make this choice ourselves, each of us determines our own ethical values, what is right, what is wrong.
I decided at this point that my personal choice is to never support the suffering of animals in the best way I know how. And that’s not to buy food that comes from animals, products tested on animals or clothing made from animals. I also won’t visit zoos, circuses or rodeos, unless its for investigative purposes.

And that means not purchasing any of these things for others as well as myself. At the same time, how others spend their money is their business. Sometimes it’s been challenging, I love buying a meal for others but feel uncomfortable to say I will only buy plant based food when I know that may not be there preference. Choosing to buy meals individually has been an amicable solution.

In a few weeks I will be back in Australia, I hope Wayne will enjoy living with me and eating vegan hotdogs again 

The pigs at Gatton University

February 10th, 2010

Whilst I was interning at PETA (People for the Ethical treatment of Animals) in the USA in 2005 I participated in a rescue of a pig who was being mistreated. It was decided as his pain and illnesses were too great that he would be euthanized. He was given the needle in the back of the PETA van by the rescue worker. We started driving back to PETA headquarters and I lay down next to him, consciously giving him Reiki as I wanted to help facilitate a smooth transition from the physical world.
We realized something strange was happening as his breathing kept continuing, despite the large dose he had been given. Something made me relax and go into a receptive mode to understand what was happening. I immediately reliased that he wanted to relay information to me before he passed away. This was the second time that I consciously received a telepathic message from a non-human animal and I am still to this day, unaware of how truly powerful these messages can be when it comes to healing the planet and creating a better world for non-human animals.
He actually said to me “To help make a difference to the lives of pigs in Australia you need to visit one of the worst piggeries” and he gave me the name of a town “Gatton” which I had never heard of. I made notes of this and promptly forgot about it. Months later in Australia, I came across these notes and did some research on this town and found that there is a university there that does pig research. I visited with a couple of friends and took some photographs. They seemed to be doing different experiments and the one that stands out to me the most is sow stalls with red lights that seemed to provide some sort of heating. If you have never heard of sow stalls and not sure what they are, I encourage you to watch this video from animals Australia, or do your own research.
Help End Factory-Farming at AnimalsAustralia.org It’s so important to understand what’s really behind the process of having ham, bacon or pork on your plate.
I told a few people about it, but nothing came of it. I often think of this situation and wonder how to proceed. Having just returned to Australia I thought this morning it would be a great time to pursue it further.
I did some internet research and came across an article called “Pigs tell humans what’s good for them”, an experiment that was being conducted by the university. Apparently pigs have similar digestive tracts to that of humans; so they are doing research on pigs to evaluate why some foods are better for humans than others.
I am not a scientist but would think there would be much more efficient ways to find out why some foods are better for humans than by experimenting on pigs. We have different digestive systems, and more importantly, very different environmental factors, by that I mean humans live different lifestyles to pigs whom are kept in confined conditions like they are at this research facility.
Pigs have so much more to offer, like their friendship, their wisdom, their humor and love. More on pigs later.

Swimming with dolphins

February 10th, 2010

A couple of years ago I was travelling around the big island of Hawaii. I was with an Austrian girl who was keen to swim with dolphins. I was in two minds. I am a nature lover; particularly of the ocean and I would dream to share an experience with dolphins in the ocean. At the same time I am an animal rights activist. And I hear so many stories and see so much cruelty that sometimes I don’t want to subject any other species to having any contact with human beings. I know too much about how humans take advantage of them, hurt them, use them for food, clothing etc. I had heard that humans disturb them during their mating processes and rest time, and it can prevent them from visiting shallow waters and having rest time. And I am remembering when I saw Earthlings which has some horrific footage of slaughter of dolphins, one of the most graphics killings I have seen in my experiences both in watching films and visiting slaughter houses. I cried and cried it was so sad.

When I talk to fish or other sea creatures I find it very interesting how they communicate how they feel. They hear sounds, and the rhythm and the calmness in the ocean is by sound, at least that’s the way I interpret what they transmit to me. Noises outside the ocean perturb them, like motor boats or ships. There is such an incredible feeling of flow, and fluidity in their lives and the way they connect with their immediate environment.

On the beach, I sat down and reflected. I realized there are certainly situations that dolphins and humans can enjoy a playful and joyful time together in the water, with both parties enjoying immensely. What’s also important is to respect when they want time out; to respect that there will be months of the years when they do not visitors, like during breeding season. It’s important to stop and ask and really get a feeling if it’s appropriate on a situational, day by day basis and respect what they want as well. Seeing and swimming with dolphins in the open ocean is also a very different situation to a marine park where dolphins are kept in captivity.

Anyway back to Hawaii. So we were on this beach where dolphins are often spotted. Early one morning I saw a woman swimming by herself quite far out from shore. I decided to swim in the same direction and I went with the intention that if a dolphin wants to come near me they can but I held no expectations. A couple of people joined us. Dolphins swam nearby soon after, whilst the others went closer towards them, I kept my distance. And I felt quite content. Part of me was scared, I know nothing about them and what their needs are or whether they would feel threatened near a person and I do tend to be a cautious person.

I was quite in awe swimming underwater and viewing them from a distance in quite deep ocean. I can’t say I was completely relaxed, after all, where there are dolphins there are also sharks. If I had to swim near them to put them out of danger I would without missing a heartbeat, however when it comes to pleasure or relaxing with non-human friends I suddenly become very shy. I wonder if I am doing the right thing by them. I felt like a child waiting to be asked to play, to join the group wondering if they will enjoy my company. Even though my guides tell me I have a natural way with non human animals, that I naturally understand them and they will come to me. I sometimes doubt this ability of mine.

So I go back to the experience. There was one beautiful female dolphin swimming quite close to me. She was coaxing me to come closer with her gentle energy, almost like a “come play with me, its safe”. She was aware I could feel fluidity and rhythm and that I very much responded to her rhythmic movements and feeling of her unification with the ocean.

She also knew I was scared, scared to admit my true feelings that I just want to play with them and enjoy their company, but I was concerned if I was disrespecting the wants and desires of the dolphins and betraying my commitments as an animal rights activist.

For the last few years I have gone out of my way to experience as much as I can in life to decide what feels good for me, what is morally acceptable, how I can live in harmony with my surroundings. In the beginning when I become vegetarian, and later vegan, and animal rights activist I felt I stopped a lot of habits as I simply adopted the lifestyle choices of a vegan. That is I stopped eating animal products, stopped buying products tested on animals, stopped visiting animals being used for entertainment and stopped buying products which have been tested on animals. As time went on I realized there are grey areas and there were times when I was limiting myself from simply enjoying life and most of all, there were some situations where I was stopping myself from a close connection with my non human animal friends.

The message I received from the dolphin…..
“Look to the bottom, you cannot see it, look out to the widths of the ocean, it is endless, feel within yourself it is limitless. Go and play!”

And a memory of my love for the ocean, the feeling of flow, of softness, of experiencing harmony with another living being. I was stoked that day even though I did not want to admit it to myself at the time.

The chickens at KFC

February 10th, 2010

Our Place on Earth is currently making a film about intensive farming in France. After filming inside an intensive chicken farm a couple of weeks ago I wrote this poem :

The chickens at KFC

A family meal you share
A special treat, a night out
But maybe, you don’t know
About the story of millions
Who pay so dearly for that special treat

Thousands of our feathered friends
Side to side crammed together
The stench so bad
Can you just imagine?
Living in your own shit with
Your brothers and sisters

Just 6 weeks old
When a journey is taken
To that forbidden place
That untalked about place
The abattoir

Please open up to the truth
They are not “meat”
They are “dead” beings who once lived
Living beings who had a
Chance to live just like you
With family and friends
Sharing a special meal

They breathe, they eat, and they love
They feel happiness, sadness
They are curious, they explore
They move to music
They have babies
They have loves
They have friends
They are individuals with personalities
Our chicken friends
Who share this earth

Sheep as herbalists

February 10th, 2010

About three months ago I was staying at my friend’s apartment in Hasparren in the South West of France. I enjoy walking around this quaint little village in the countryside. There is a lovely forest walk alongside a small creek with a waterfall, and most of all I loved the fact that it enabled me to get to know some sheep better, whom live just down the road from her place. After spending some time with them I felt that sheep are generally more talented herbalists than most humans who specialize in this career, there knowledge is quite incredible.

So some days ago I went to chat to them more extensively about this. I sat in the paddock a fair distance away from them; I am becoming more and more aware of being very respectful when visiting other non human animals in their home environment. Usually there contact with humans can be quite stressful in various ways and so obviously they can be weary of humans. Even the kindest farmers may be expecting things from them; movement when they do not feel well, a visit from a vet, or many other examples which can disturb their day to day life. I sat for a while consciously relaxing. Listening to the birds, watching butterflies, having a look at what plants were growing in the paddock and watching the sheep from a distance. I was sitting on the ground, and then had the feeling to put my hands flat on the ground, palms facing down. I took off my shoes so my bare feet were touching the ground as well. I started exploring what it was like to have all “four feet” touching the ground as such. It was a nice feeling.

All the sheep were in a group eating, and did not seem to want to be disturbed. I had been sitting there for about an hour and decided it was time to start chatting with them. At that same moment, the sheep dispersed in various directions from the group they had been standing in, some walked away and formed smaller groups. It was like their group meeting was over and they were ready for something else. So I asked if I could speak to a representative who was knowledgeable about plants, and I sensed who it was as she casually walked from one group to another. I asked about how their knowledge of plants works, and how much detail they know about what healing it is doing in their body, how they choose which plants to eat, and how they experience the effects of the plant etc.

So my answer came in an incredible way. With my feet and hands touching the ground, I experienced how connected to the earth sheep feel, about how we as humans standing up and using our hands for other purposes gives us a different experience of living on the earth. Then I became aware of how the earth was assessing my needs and at the same time my body was sending signals into the earth about my systems and what it currently requires. I sensed that the sheep felt some sort of magnetic feel, and it was like a thin stream of light coming up through a blade of grass that guided them to eat it. This happens on a natural instinctual level, for example there is no thought process happening saying first eat this piece of grass, then another etc. It is happening very fast and it is like they are being guided by a magnet.

So I was taken through the experience by experiencing a rush of energy coming up through my feet, and I felt incredibly grounded. I was guided to a piece of grass/leaf (not sure what it is called but just knew it was edible) and ate it. I sensed my small intestine and gall bladder were out of balance in some way and eating this leaf would help. So the sheep was just guiding me to experience what level of detail they could understand about what balance is happening in their body if they wish.

I was really grateful for the way my question to the sheep was answered, I like to feel and experience something for myself, that’s the way I like to receive information telepathically and it enables me to be able to translate the experience into verbal language. I am so thankful to my sheepy friends and found the experience incredible.

A small miracle

February 10th, 2010

Wayne (dog) and I are currently on an organic exotic fruit farm in Northern Queensland.  Maybe you have heard of WWOOFING (Willing Workers on organic farmers) where you do work on the farm in exchange for food and board.  It’s a beautiful property with freshwater creek and lots of Australian native bush.

Wayne and I went for a lovely walk around the property today.  He loves the life of a country dog; he has complete freedom to walk when he wants.  He explores and sniffs and goes off on his own, though most of the time we hang out together.  There are quite a few spiky bits on the ground that one has to watch out for on the feet so I find a couple of times a day I have to take them from one of Wayne’s paws.  And that’s the small miracle. 

When Wayne first came to live with me 5 years ago I was doing a course in small animal massage.  Wayne had been living at a no kill shelter called Monica’s rescue in Sydney and on their website it said he was in need of a foster home as all the other dogs were picking on him so he was in a cage by himself.  On the first day at our home he sat in front of the heater just shaking and he wouldn’t have any interaction with us.  He appeared not to notice we were there, he was just so frightened.  On day 3 he came up to the bedroom to say hello and he became a bit friendlier.  He also started to show that he had an aggressive nature; he would bite me if I touched him in certain places, moved suddenly or anytime he got a fright.  He would also bite kids if given the chance.  At this time the only part of his body he liked being touched was his neck, possibly a bit further down his spine and the top of his head.  Touching his ears, legs or paws definitely resulted in being bitten.  Practicing for my massage course was impossible and it certainly made life difficult trying to check him for ticks.

So today, after taking out a spike from his paw, I ran my hands down his legs and touched each of his paws, and then I gave his ears a rub and gently felt inside them, and touched his tail.  I have been giving him full body massages which he just loves.  And I just thought how I never could have imagined being able to touch his paws.  It has taken years for that to happen and I just thought it was just so nice that a dog that who had been abandoned and treated cruelty by one particular man, could gradually let down all his defenses and now be so trusting and loving.

He is really sweet and really enjoys being with people now.  Just yesterday we went for walk and he quite happily ran over to three young kids to say hello, and the young boy threw his arms around Wayne for a huge cuddle.

An inspirational chicken

February 10th, 2010

A couple of years ago when I was living in Australia, I participated in a rescue of battery hens on the central coast of NSW. It was a large scale farm with many sheds and was typical of many other battery hen farms around the globe. We walked through rows and rows of cages inside the shed where lights were on even though it was the early hours of the morning. Three to four hens lived crammed together in a tiny cage, all with their beaks cut off.

We worked quickly to find hens that were in need of help i.e. those that are sick, dying, or in need of food or water. Unfortunately, one does not have to search very hard to find hens that fall into one of these categories. I remember how small the cage openings were at the front. It was challenging to gently take a chicken from the cage as the opening was so small. I shuddered to think what happens when the chickens reach the age where they are no longer laying eggs and they pull thousands of chickens from the cages to pile them onto trucks to send to abattoirs. Ultimately the economics of the situation would mean little care is taken and the chickens would under go a truly traumatic process.

Each of us had carried one to two chickens outside to the early hours of the morning and walked back towards the cars. I was holding a beautiful girl who was in a particularly bad way. She was not moving much and when lifting her left wing you could see through to her ribs and bones, much of her flesh and feathers were missing. I consciously held her with the loving intention of helping a smooth transition for her to pass on.

At one point the sun rose over the horizon and I turned away from the sun. I wanted to shield her eyes from the bright light, knowing she had never seen such brightness in her life and it could be disturbing. Funnily enough, she craned her head around me to look at the sun. It was such a beautiful moment. Her will to live was evident, despite the challenging health conditions she was faced with. I was sad to say goodbye when the moment came to put her in the car, but happy that soon she would be at peace. She would go to the vet, and if she survived (which I doubted), she would then go to live with Lorraine and Chris, along with her other rescued chicken friends.

Recently whilst I was in France an image of a chicken flashed into my mind. That’s what often happens when an animal is trying to get in contact with me. It was her and she said it would be a good idea to visit her. So I made some enquiries and found out where she was living. I contacted Lorraine, and she remembered her distinctly as she was in such a bad way. When they visited the vet, he had said to Lorraine “you can see her hip, it’s her bone, she cannot live”. Lorraine knew differently, that she wanted to live. And she did. She remembers that she healed beautifully, so much in fact you could not tell her from the other chickens and had no sign of any injury.

When I visited, I loved the yard created for the 30 chickens that live there. What I liked most is that they liked it. They told me their social system can work in this environment. There are lots of trees and bits and pieces in the yard, so they can really explore, look under things, find surprises, and it arouses their senses. They have their friends and they are left to themselves. They like it.

We wondered how we would find her. Truthfully, I half expected to walk in and for her to come running/flying up to me, (well what can I say I can be a drama queen lol). Life never turns out the way we expect (thankfully). I asked Lorraine if we could both hold the intention of our chicken friend making her self known to us and a few seconds later she came to Lorraine. Her beak was shortened by the process of debeaking, confirming she was from a battery farm and increasing the likelihood that it could be her. Lorraine held her first (pictured) and then I held her in my arms. She felt calm and settled and my heart lit up with joy. I knew it was her and it felt so good to hold her in my arms knowing she was now living her life in the way in which she wanted. She was happy and healthy.

And in dedication to her I am going to share a little bit more of the story from the morning of the rescue. Another activist and I went for breakfast with a group of her friends. Naturally they asked what we had been doing and we shared the story of the battery hen farm, the horrific conditions and the positivity in that some of these chickens would now be able to live out their lives, free in the way they would like.

Most of them ordered and ate eggs for breakfast. More than likely they were eggs from a battery farm as these are what are used in cafes, shops and the hundreds of products like cakes and pastries that contain eggs. I felt so disappointed. I could not understand how they could eat eggs after listening to this story. I thought just for once could they not buy eggs? These were all very lovely, friendly, open minded people. I can only assume hearing about chickens in a cage and eating eggs are considered to be unrelated. I would ask people to consider that there is no difference. When one buys battery eggs one is directly supporting the caging of chickens and the battery farm industry. Decide what is acceptable to you and reflect this in your buying habits.

For more information visit www.goveg.com/factoryFarming_chickens_egg.asp

Using intuition to create wellbeing in the body

February 9th, 2010

I believe the most positive step we can take towards creating wellbeing in our body is to follow our intuitive natures. I have had many personal instances of success and have seen it happen with my non human animal friends as well.

A few years ago I had an infected wisdom tooth and a very swollen cheek, and a lot of pain. I visited a holistic dentist, she insisted I needed to remove the tooth and have an x-ray, take antibiotics and the whole process would cost about $1800. I knew that my tooth should stay, as crazy as that would sound to anyone looking at my face. So I got a second opinion, from another holistic dentist. He taught me how to massage the infection out of my gum, said I needed to rinse my mouth with salt water often for the next few days, and floss every day on an ongoing basis. Easy solution, the pain left and I still have my tooth. Let’s face it, it grew there for a reason! The answer can be so simple when we listen to our own bodies.

Last year I was living in Adelaide with Wayne (dog) and a friend or ours Caroline in Adelaide. Wayne had limped on his back right leg ever since the day I first met him, about three years prior to this. Regular swimming and walking had helped but it still bothered him. It had just been getting worse and quite painful for him, and he had a couple of acupuncture treatments with a holistic vet in Sydney. So one day I just decided to ask Wayne, what does your leg need? He said an herb. I replied what type? He said we will find it soon. And that was that. He also told me about the emotional pain in his leg, a man had kicked him in that very spot when he was a puppy.

The next day we went to some local organic markets. I had the conversation in mind and was keeping my eye out for medicinal herbs. However as we walked back and forth I was continually attracted to a market stall selling decorative plants. Strange I thought, but finally I asked the vendor if he had any medicinal plants. He said, yes just one, it’s for arthritis. So I bought it for $3. I had limited experience working with herbs and asked Wayne what to do with it. He said to steam it on his leg. So in my own creative way, I boiled some leaves on the stove in water and held Wayne above the steam. It was a funny sight, looked like I was about to cook him. Some animal rights activist!

So he said next time it would be better if I used a tea towel to wrap around his leg three times a day over a two day period. And then, he didn’t limp any more. To this day his leg is strong, he is 14 years old.

A couple of weeks ago I was at a dairy farm in France. A mother cow told me her calf needed an herb as he was sick in the stomach. They had been kept inside in a small shed over winter with 7 other cows for a total period of 6 months. She told me if they were outside it would be something she would teach her calf to eat. I walked outside and went straight to an herb that I did not recognize. I was not sure what to do, recognizing I have limited experience in this area. I asked a local vet, she said never give cattle a different regime of food, as it can kill them. I took a sample of the herb and researched it. I found out it was dockwood. Unfortunately I could not find any information about whether it was safe for cows to eat. I am currently at an organic farm in the UK, spending time with Rosamund Young who is the author of secret life of cows. She told me the cows will seek out herbs at different periods of their life; dockwood is one they use when they are sick.

I am sorry I did not have this information at the time so the calf could have been relieved of his stomach ache…..Herbs can be so powerful, one has to be careful. If only the cow and calf had been freely roaming in a paddock they would have sought the solution then and there. Their cow friends went to a paddock that day, very cool watching them react to being outside in the sunshine. These two, mother and calf, had to stay indoors, as the calf was being sent to the abattoir in a month’s time, and he needed to be grain fed during this time.

Unfortunately, non human animals are often kept in unnatural conditions where they are unable to express their true natures.

About our place on earth

February 9th, 2010

I have been refusing the call to write for weeks. I guess it’s the usual stuff most people feel before doing something new. Who cares what I have to say? I am not a writer, I don’t even construct sentences properly and my friends are always complaining they cannot understand my terrible typing when I send an email.

Having said all that, I am intuitive and I know its time to start writing. I also know what I want to write about is important as well. It’s essential to the overall wellbeing of the planet. It’s sharing what our non-human animal friends have to say, direct, straight from their hearts.

A couple of years ago I become aware that it is possible to talk to animals of all species non-verbally. Tyson, a dog I lived with at the time, had developed cancer. A friend recommended a great holistic vet, Ross Perry. That visit changed my life, and Tyson’s as well. I have to say thanks once again to Tys, now that I am writing and thinking about what a profound impact he had on my life. We shared such a special friendship and I will always remember his playful and outgoing nature and his passion for doing naughty things all the time, he just couldn’t help himself. He truly made life a lot of fun!

One thing led to another and I read many different books, which alerted me to find out about telepathic and intuitive communication with animals. I had been an animal rights activist for a long time, since the age of 13 and knew I would spend my life contributing to making this planet a better place for everyone, including those from all species. I felt at this time, if we really want to bring about rights for non-human animals, surely we have to ask them what they actually want, otherwise its just humans making more decisions on behalf of others.

So over time I worked on developing the skill of telepathic communication and bonded closely with another dog Wayne, who continues to be one of my best friends in the world. Together we created a working plan for an organization called Our Place on Earth. It took months of hard work, lots of tears, happiness and heartache, wondering how it would ever piece together. So it’s a dream come true that Our Place on Earth not only exists but has started making small contributions towards bringing humans and non-human animals closer together. A big heart felt thanks to Wayno, he has shared so much wisdom and has been an absolute inspiration. He commands respect from everyone he comes in contact with, he walks the talk of equality for all and communicates this so well to all humans that he meets.

For years I have believed and shared my opinions with any one that would listen, that non-human animals have feelings just like humans and deserve to be treated with respect. They feel happiness, sadness, they have families, they have personalities, and they love and want to be loved just like humans. This planet is their home as well, and they have just as much right as every human to live a life in the way in which they choose. Now I am going to take this a step further…….

They also have an incredible amount of wisdom to share. Each one of us is tapped into a universal consciousness that has far more intelligence then the human brain could fathom. Our non-human animals friends are connected as well, and because of their open and loving natures, they can be more aware of this than humans.

Here at Our Place on Earth we believe that there is always a win-win solution in every situation that will serve the needs of the humans, the non-human animals and the planet. Sometimes it’s challenging to find the solution, but a bit of creativity, humor, seeing the bigger picture, compromise, time, patience and a whole lot of faith has the ability to create miracles, however big or small.

So I am going to take the time to stop and listen to our animal friends and share what they have to say, that’s what this blog is all about. I feel I have a million things to write about and wonder where to start. Lol.

Any feedback or ideas are always welcome.

Much love,
Jodi