I received an frantic phone call begging me to come to a nearby veterinary emergency clinic. Puss Puss had been hit by a car. Her pelvis was crushed and she wasn’t expected to live. It was a good time for me and the clinic wasn’t far and I went to support her mom and perhaps the healing would make a difference for Puss Puss.
The vet brought Puss Puss in to an exam room for me to work on her. The IV’s were disconnected and she lay on a blanket in a small shallow box. Her breathing was very fast and shallow. She looked bedraggled and terribly fragile. Of course, her person was terribly upset.
I began by very gently resting my hands on her and stroked her lightly where she didn’t appear to be injured, and I talked with her. After a time she seemed to relax and closed her eyes. As I began to do the Reconnective work she opened her eyes abruptly and looked at me, then closed them again as if in trust. I worked until we felt finished. When I stopped she pushed herself up so her front legs were supporting her and she began to groom herself.
The vet came in and was astounded and called the other workers in to see the miracle of this little waif busy cleaning herself. Puss Puss went on to have a remarkable recovery. Her mom was able to do the healing work for her after the crisis was over.
I felt honored to be a part of the equation.
Bear is a big, male Akida, 12 years young. He is also a friend of mine. One night a few months ago he was very ill. His person felt he might not last the night. She asked me to come. Among other things his hips were very stiff and his left rear leg was not working. It was pulled up as he lay on his right side.
As I did Reconnective Healing over him, he bagan to pant and groan. (He'd not been panting the past few months) Then ripples went down through the muscles of his back and his left rear leg began to ease down gradually until it was even with the others. He fell asleep peacefully and when he awoke he was prancing on all four legs, raring to go for a walk. (Dec. 02)
BEAR finally died just last year, 2 & 1/2 years after his treatment
“Little One” by Sheila King - 1988
Treatment with Reiki is not confined to work with humans. It is equally powerful for plants and animals. The ‘healing’ of Reiki is sometimes the transition through death.
“Little One” was a tiny new-born kitten born to our Balinese cat, Princess. Princess had delivered many litters and was a warm and wonderful mother. Our male cat, Frosty, always took an active ‘proud-papa’ role. Each litter was welcomed and adored in our household of myself and two sons, Erik and Brian.
We hadn’t planned on Princess having another litter so soon, but Frosty discovered that she was in heat before we did. They were together one time before we separated them for the week. “Well”, I thought, “We will have one kitten in 63 days.” Princess was regular as a clock....always delivering in 63 days. 63 days came and went. We were all concerned. Princess was restless, pacing. Frosty was super attentive, holding her in his paws, licking her face, staying with her. We knew something was wrong. Two days of this and I took her to the vet and told him the story.
Since she wasn’t technically late in verterinary terms, he decided to wait another two days to induce her. The cats’ anxiety increased and two days later we returned to the vet to induce her. I explained she would have only one kitten. He felt it would be a minimum or four with her record of large litters. She had birthed litters of 7-10 in the past. In due time her baby was born, only one. The vet x-rayed to be sure. We brought mother and daughter home.
That first afternoon it became apparent that Little One couldn’t suckle, she had a cleft pallet. Princess was frantic. We got out the kitten formula and an eye dropper and fed her a few drops. That seemed to work. By evening Princess understood that Little One couldn’t feed from her in the normal way, but we could feed her. She was uncanny. In the night she brought the baby up and put her on my chest when she was hungry. At 6:00 AM when Erik awoke she ran her baby to him to feed, and then to Brian when he woke later. Little One could only take a few drops every hour or so.
Princess’ trust in us touched us deeply and our household revolved around this tiny precious life. We all felt connected in such a special way, humans and animals alike. Each time I fed the tiny kitten, I gave her Reiki, waiting til she slept before giving her back to her mother. We all sensed the fragility of her life and the gift she was to us all.
Evenings when I worked the boys nursed and held her and soothed the parent cats. The fifth evening Princess was terribly restless and Little One cried much of the time. Brian called me at work. “She’s dying, I know it Mom,” he said. Instinctively I knew he was right. When I got home she was very weak. I crawled into bed and Princess instantly put her in my hands, asking me to help her baby.
As I held her I knew she was beyond physical help, that she was making her transition. Princess lay on my lap watching my face. Her Little One lay in my hands, occasionally crying. I felt her draw the Reiki from my hands and grow quiet. Princess relaxed as well. We stayed together that way for three hours as the spirit left her tiny body, leaving Princess and I alone to grieve.
That was the first of my experiences with Reiki and death. Since then there have been many, many others. Each time I am blessed in a deeper way by the profound sharing of spirits that occurs when Reiki supports transition.....birthing to the other side.
All Creatures Great and Small
This Sunday morning I was musing on which miraculous animal healing story I would share with you when my neighbor called. The paper man had hit a baby skunk in front of her house. I went right over. He was twisting and writhing in pain, his little leg crushed. I put a blanket from the Humane Society over him to keep the wind and rain away and began to do Reconnective Healing around him. As I worked he became quiet and looking up at me, thanked me with his eyes. I stayed with him for an hour until someone came to release his spirit from his injured body.
So, no dramatic healing story for this morning, but I’m filled with gratitude to be able to offer comfort and lessen the pain of one of the little creatures we often avoid. Healing isn’t limited to scheduled sessions at convenient times. Healing comes when it is needed.
Though I have worked with healing all my life I’ve never considered myself a ‘healer’, but rather a facilitator, one who supports both people and the furry angels in aligning with what is for their highest good. I have been truly blessed to witness many miracles and to meet thousands of wonderful people and animals.