Pet Reading Discount for Blog Members!

Woo Hoo!  It’s time for another DISCOUNT FOR PET READINGS!

Pet Reading Discount!

Pet readings are one of my favourite things to do – that’s why I like to discount them once in a while, just so I get to talk to your loveable and loving, observant and opinionated, funny and enthusiastic animal friends!

If you like to check in with your animal friends on how they’re feeling, why they do that strange thing, whether they have any wishes or wants, what their history is, or even what they think of other people in your life, now is the time!

If you’re a Blog Member, you have already been emailed your discount code to get $25 off a Pet Session with me!


(Click on “Redeem Coupon and enter your code!)

If you’re not already a member, you can sign up in the right hand menu, at the top.  My friendly scheduling robot will send you your Pet Session Discount coupon to your email (along with two more members-only coupons!)

This coupon will be valid for a limited time, book your spot now!

Thank you everyone!  We’ll talk soon!

Cat Colours

My white cat, Sunshine, has shared with us that she’s had many hundreds, probably thousands of incarnations as cats on this earth.  She is very experienced.  When she incarnates as a white cat, it’s because she has a specific, spiritual job to do, and she knows exactly how to do it.  She is insisting that my sweetie speak with her directly, rather than Sunshine relay messages through me.  Yesterday, my sweetie had her first breakthrough, a message she knew came from Sunshine. 


Yesterday my sweetie and I also visited Ellie (again!) and we went into her apartment to visit with Ellie’s white cat Romeo. 

Romeo is such an interesting cat, very different from Sunshine.  Where Sunshine is poised, Romeo is rumpled.  Where Sunshine is directive, Romeo is appealing.  Romeo administers affection like a much-needed medication.  Sunshine supervises the household and lets you know if anything’s amiss.

Romeo shared with us that this is in fact her first life as a white cat.  She was a black cat in her past life, which was almost 400 years ago.  She spent a long time studying to become a white cat, and being deaf actually helps her to focus on her intuitive, psychic abilities, keeping her consciousness elevated to a higher vibration that she was used to doing as a black cat.

This is not to say that any type or colour of cat is superior to another – absolutely not.  It’s just that many types of cats wear a uniform of sorts, which denotes their job.  White cats, grey, orange, brown tabbies, black & white tuxedo cats, there does seem to be specific types of jobs, and when a cat signs up for a job, they wear that colour.

I asked Romeo what black cats do. 

“We take care of the magic.”

“What is magic?”

“It’s the light and energy, the balance of health and disease, the balance of winter and spring, the energy things grow with, the magic in each healing, nourishing plant.  The transformation from one thing to another thing.”

There is a good reason traditional witches have had a fondness for black cats.

Her Mom in her last black cat life was an herbal healer, and Romeo learned all about plants and healing during that life.  She scanned Sweetie’s body with her eyes and said,

“Your throat is blue and white and cold.  You need to wear a warm soft scarf around your throat.  You need to drink the yellow tea.  You need to support your immune system.”

Sweetie selected chamomile tea, and Romeo inspected it.  “That is not the tea I told you to drink,” she said, her face a funny cat expression of exasperation.  She then showed me ginger and honey.  Sweetie promised she’d drink that tea at home that night.

(Last night she did drink her cat-prescribed tea, and it added a lot of warmth to her body.  She felt slightly feverish last night and this morning, her throat felt prickly.  Romeo did see Sweetie was getting ready to come down with something, before the symptoms really hit, or the ginger tea kicked her immune system into gear and it’s now working to clear the infection.  Thank you Romeo!)

Romeo then went on to tell me what Ellie had been eating.  French fries.  Pasta salad.  “Mom needs to eat the spinach that is in a bag in the fridge.”

I confirmed with Ellie that she *had* been eating these comfort foods, despite her motivation to change her diet.  She did indeed have a bag of spinach she was planning on eating.

Romeo had a lot to say.  She said she had to work very hard to become a white cat, and wants the dogs to respect her new status.  Romeo has this uneasy excitement that sometimes happens when you get promoted, but you’re not yet comfortable in your new job and not quite sure how it’s going to go. 

I should have said she’s doing a marvellous job as a white cat.  She truly is.