That’s what I asked myself a little over three years ago as I began pursuing my lifelong dream of being able to talk to animals and share their messages with the world. I answered myself with the simplest possible step: practice.
So, in the fall of 2011, I spent 3 hours each week talking to all different kinds of animals on weekly field trips with my good friend Ellery. During our outings, I talked to fish, birds, mountain lions, bats, elephants, and insects, just to name a few. I even gave grounding cords to a pair of feuding zebras at a zoo (they quickly resolved their differences and gave up their standoff).
On one of our trips, our friend Michele joined us and a synergy occurred. We had such a great time together – the whole of the three of us was greater (read “funner”) than the sum of our individual parts – that we got hooked on visiting animals together as a threesome.
I’ve talked to dozens and dozens of animals professionally since our last joint field trip celebrating my birthday last November, but I’ve been hankering to just hang out with new animals. There is something enticing about talking to animals just for the fun of it.
So, last week, Ellery, Michele and I resurrected our field trips and visited an alpaca farm in Chico, California.
It was an unusually warm December afternoon, with the sun shining brightly after several days in a row of rain, but I was still feeling a little tense, like I didn’t have a whole afternoon to fritter away playing with animals. I had work to do. I’m a busy person, don’t cha know?! All I can say is that any tension in my body, mind, spirit, or emotions melted away as I walked through the small gate in the white picket fence and onto the farm property. I literally stopped in my tracks, turned to my friends and, with big eyes, said “I feel so peaceful!” It was that fast. Peace enveloped me instantaneously.
We walked with the farm owner to the back of her property and looked into the eyes of some of the most beautiful, peaceful animals on earth. Although they look cute and cuddly, alpacas are shy animals. Like cats (and my dog Iko), they get spooked if you approach them but stay calm if they initiate coming to you.
So, the four of us humans sat on the ground and chatted as a dozen alpacas moseyed on over to check us out. We were soon surrounded by a handful of adult females and several two month old baby alpacas. The babies moved right in, gazing into our eyes and smelling our breath and we sat as still as statues marveling at our good luck to be right here, right now, up close and personal with baby alpacas.
All too soon, more than an hour had passed (how did that happen? Where did the time go?) and it was time to say goodbye. I hadn’t written a single word in my notebook or even attempted an intuitive conversation with any of the alpacas – I had been too blissed out!
As I prepared for our visit, I was secretly hoping to have some conversations with alpacas that I could include in my next book, but that afternoon I found myself content just soaking up the peace and tranquility, feeling content beyond words.
That afternoon, I had been reminded that being present is its own reward and making new friends was worthy of time in its own right. I hope to visit these amazing animals again (we were invited back by the owner!) and next time I hope to keep some part of my logical brain intact so I can record what happens!
For now, I bask in the glow of the memory of that beautiful afternoon when I got to simply be with some new friends and wallow in the energy field of an animal species I hadn’t experienced before. It was heavenly.