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Animal Insight with Animal Communicator Nancy Kaiser

Follow the Signs

Many clients want to know if their pet has been with them before. Sometimes they have, but most times they haven’t. I sense the disappointment in their, “Oh, okay.” While it’s humbling to have an old friend return, I hardly ever think about the old friend. The lifetime of importance is that of the present moment.

Many things are required for old friends to reunite. First and foremost, the soul must be willing to incarnate again. The person has to be open to another pet. The animal’s species has to meld with the family. Geography plays a significant role too, i.e. the two have to cross paths so soul-level recognition can occur.

Staying open to universal orchestration is probably the most crucial element. Most times, old friends pop up when you least expect it and in the most unusual ways. Following your heart is equally critical for your soul uses your heart to guide you. The mind only confuses the issue by throwing obstacles in your path.

I’ve had seven animals of various species come to me more than once in my lifetime; one, as you know, four times. The only one I knew beforehand was Hana. All the others were total surprises and came through the most circuitous routes. Most times, I didn’t recognize the soul immediately as I did with Rainbow/Randy/Ben, but something made me bring them home.

Many people tell me they won’t have another pet, because losing them hurts too much. I encourage them to keep an open heart, because an old friend might be trying to return to assist with their grieving. I’m just as heartbroken as the next when I lose a dear friend, but I’ll trade that pain for all the joy, support and unconditional love they shower me with.

As Gibran taught in “The Prophet,” you can’t experience the heights of joy without the depths of sorrow. If you close yourself off from the infinite possibilities of the Universe, you become the biggest obstacle to reuniting with an old friend. Is someone looking for you?

*Photo: Dash
by Nancy Kaiser

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Carol Upton reviews Olympic Gold for Cat and Toby

You will find occasional book reviews here for animal lovers of all ages. And, since there are so many wonderful books available it's hard to keep up with them all, my fallback is a reviewer who can tip us off to the gems. Carol Upton is a great resource for flagging new releases to share with a friend or add to your reading list.


Olympic Gold for Cat and Toby
Sharon Kay Roberts
Publish America, 2009
Soft Cover, $20.00
ISBN: 1-60838-275-2
Available at www.horse-books-pony-stories.com and on Amazon

Reviewed by Carol M. Upton

What am I doing? I’ve never jumped a horse before! I don’t know what to do. What if he refuses and I fall off. I don’t have a hard hat on. No! Mustn’t think that way. Jessie says throw your heart over the jump and the horse will follow.
~ Sharon Roberts

This engaging book is unusual in the world of teen horse fiction, since fourteen-year-old Caitlin is not horse-addicted nor does she even have any interest in them. She has devoted her life to figure skating in the hope of capturing Olympic Gold. After a deadly car accident in which her father is killed and her own leg amputated below the knee, Cat begins her road to recovery. When her doctor suggests equine-assisted therapy, Cat initially shrugs it off as a waste of time.

Cat’s attitude shifts, as she spends more time with the horses, learning to groom and ride. Jumping becomes her dream, one that is far too ambitious from her mother’s point of view. Cat is spirited and determined to prove herself, yet keenly disappointed over her first attempts in the show ring.

When an abused pinto arrives at the stable, Cat is drawn to him and sets out to win his trust. Toby has natural athletic ability, but he is also challenging to handle. Cat struggles with doubt, yet she believes in Toby. Together, they develop the skills to attempt Cat’s goal of competitive jumping.

Olympic Gold for Cat and Toby is skillfully written and flows easily with a strong pace. Schooling and show sessions are highly realistic – the rider’s body gets sore and falls do happen. Teen and adult readers alike will find a lifetime of inspiration in this story, where difficult obstacles, both literal and figurative, are overcome, and a young girl’s personal dreams realized.

Sharon Kay Roberts has a lifelong passion for equines, starting with the ponies that walk the endless circles at fairs when she was just four. Reading about horses filled the hours she couldn’t be with them. An independent author, Roberts has created a website for independent equestrian authors at www.horse-books-pony-stories.com.

*Interested in more? Another review of a selection for Horse lovers. Mares! (Ya Gotta LOVE ‘em)

Animal Insight with Nancy Kaiser

Ben/Rainbow/Randy/Hana

Hana just moved under the computer desk as I'm beginning this column. He's not happy unless he's touching me which boosts my sense of worth. As you can see, Hana joined the growing list. After Randy left, I had no doubt he'd return again. My old Labs, Shadow and Licorice, were hanging on helping me through the worst of my "dark night of the soul." I knew they'd be leaving fairly soon opening the doorway for two new souls to join me. I was positive one would be Ben/Rainbow/Randy.

The timing of events is a perfect example of the wonder of universal orchestration if we stay out of its way. A friend, who breeds and trains Labradors, contacted me about a breeding she was planning. She doesn’t breed often, so I was surprised by her email but felt it was a little early for me. Due to many circumstances, her bitch didn’t get pregnant. I just smiled.

She bred her again the following March, a month after Shadow had died. Given the deterioration in Licorice and my faith in universal timing, I was sure she was pregnant, which meant a litter in May if all went as expected. It did, and the pups arrived on Memorial Day making weaning the end of July. Months earlier, I’d made plans with a close friend to fly down in July and drive back with me to NJ.

I’d received information from the spiritual realms that Licorice would stay until after the pups came home. As much as I wanted that, my heart said no. Two days before my friend arrived, Licorice told me it was time to go Home. Stopping on our way to NJ, I picked out my pups. When I looked into Hana’s eyes, I knew who it was. Saba’s choice was determined by other’s picks ahead of me.

Later, I asked if I knew Saba. “You’ve been in many, many lifetimes together but not yet in this one.” I picked up my new teachers on my way home. Even I was astonished by the timing of so many supposedly, unrelated events. Everything happens for a reason….

*Photo: (Nancy Kaiser) - Hana (yellow) and Saba.

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Animal Insight with Nancy Kaiser

Ben/Rainbow/Randy

The spring after he disappeared, Ben/Rainbow popped into my mare, Squiggles’, newborn foal. I secretly hoped that this might be his plan. I knew him by the intense and instantaneous love I felt and asked what he wanted to be called. Instantly, I heard, “Randy.” Questioning him, I repeated, “Randy?” Very decisively he replied, “Its short for Randolph!” I smiled because our farm was on Randolph Road. He was three-and-a-half weeks late and taller than his older brother at birth. Any thoughts of selling this colt disappeared when I learned Ben/Rainbow was back.

Randy grew into a handsome horse who floated across the pasture with such an immense stride that it made you stop to watch. I couldn’t wait till he was old enough to train and dreamed of what he’d feel like; breathtakingly powerful. However during his yearling year, I noticed some occasional, worrisome steps when turning in his stall. I chalked it up to a fast-growing, large youngster. Sadly, it got worse as he aged.

We x-rayed him several times finding nothing to explain what we saw. We had another equine clinic with larger equipment radiograph his neck and the suspect areas of his hind legs; nothing. No matter what we tried nothing helped.

After moving, we tried one more clinic in Virginia that had digital xray equipment. The detailed, digital images showed arthritic changes in both stifle joints of his hind legs, but the vet felt Randy could repair them. In my heart I knew he wouldn’t, but I followed the vet’s advice of injecting both stifles and giving him time. I waited three months delaying the inevitable. Instead of getting better, Randy got worse.

Never having ridden him, I returned Randy to spirit crushed by having to say farewell too soon to my special three-year-old. I couldn’t comprehend why this happened, but thanks to my abilities accessing insights from the spiritual realms I eventually did. Randy’s sad story is detailed in Letting Go.

Will he return?

Animal Insight with Nancy Kaiser

Gentle Ben/Rainbow

You met Gentle Ben in an earlier article. He was my first Yellow Lab. Rainbow was born on a client’s horse farm three years after Ben died. I met the tiny kitten while there on a vet call. I had no need of another barn cat, so I pretty much ignored him.

A few days later, we went back to the barn. This time the kitten sat close to me demanding not to be ignored again. His intense stare forced me to pick him up, but only to say hello; nothing more.

As soon as I looked into his eyes, I turned to my vet husband and said, “I love this kitten,” which surprised me because I wasn’t a cat lover, not like with dogs and horses. I had cats to deal with our farm’s rodent population. The barn owner gave me the kitten happy to be rid of another mouth to feed.

I’d been opening to the possibility of reincarnation through my newly-acquired skills in animal communication, so I asked if I’d known this kitten before. I was astonished by the answer I heard. “He’s Ben,” which explained my immediate and deep love for him. I was humbled and so happy that Ben was back, which started my tears flowing.

Over the years, even though Rainbow was a different species, I noticed numerous similar personality traits to Ben. He provided me with personal experience that reincarnation occurs; physical proof. Thanks to Rainbow, my barn cat teacher, reincarnation transformed from mere possibility to absolute truth. Any fear of death I may have had evaporated.

Rainbow stayed for eight years and then disappeared one day. I’d never had an animal leave like this. It was heart-wrenching not knowing what happened, but I clung to the hope that he might chose to return one day.

Find out if he does next Thursday….