Casey is a little dog. He has been fearful and seemed to lack confidence. He doesn’t like loud noises and he hides during storms. I have been working with him for the last few months. He seems to have been gaining much self-esteem. Sometimes dogs need to be told things to help them heal. For instance, Casey was fearful when going for walks when I first met him. Casey lived in Florida.
In Florida, dogs can’t go near the water because they could be eaten by alligators. No one told him that there were no alligators in New York. After I told him, the next day, he enjoyed getting his feet really muddy in the pond. Casey now was more relaxed when he went for walks.
When Casey’s family moved to New York, I watched him and his sister walking through their rental house. There seemed to be corners that they avoided. I sensed fear in them. There were energies in the house that were interfering with their peace of mind. They were anxious in that rental. I performed an energetic cleanse of the house and both Casey and his sister relaxed.
Yesterday I had a strong nudge to go to a state park. I called my friends who are Casey’s parents. We planned to take my three dogs and their two dogs to the park. Casey loves to be with Buster and Bernie. He loves having a pack. When we got to the park, we saw strange tents set up. We walked right into a civil war reenactment. As we took in the sights, we felt like we were actually back in the time of the civil war. I was being used to break up some engrams of the internal fighting that we have seen in crrent events. But there was another reason we were there.
When we got to a small Union camp, Casey was mesmerized. He sat on a small hill overlooking that camp and he was transfixed to that position. Casey’s parents and myself all saw the same thing; Casey was teleported to a past lifetime. It was one where he had a great sense of belonging and purpose. His Akashic records opened up to me.
Casey had been a dog that was part of a Union Infantry. He was a German Shepard that wore the Union colors and somehow a hat around his neck. He brought great comfort to his fellow soldiers. He would watch over them on a hill and let out a little bark if anyone came near. The soldiers could sleep easier with Casey on watch.
Unfortunately, his platoon got wiped out. Casey was separated from that wonderful experience from the reality of a battle that ended badly for all his fighting brothers. He had let them down. That is the feeling he was left with, It also left him with a longing to be back with his infantry. Being pulled out of such an enriching experience so quickly left Casey feeling less than whole.
I had such a strong feeling to go to that particular park that day. It really feels like it served to heal this little dog. Him seeing the camp as it would be before battle, seemed to soothe his soul on a deep level. I gave his mom a bunch of taps to help release the trauma of losing his platoon. He walked differently after the visit. There was confidence in his stride. He was a soldier marching once again. It was sweet and humorous to see the dedication in his step now; as if he was indeed marching with his fellow soldiers.
Casey gained something from the day. Many people may be thinking that it is a stretch to think that dogs matter in the main scheme of things. But they do. Everything and everyone matters. The Universe cares for the well-being of all souls. It is only man who believes his experiences carry more importance than the well being of a little dog. Casey matters. All of the world is less burdened because Casey is less burdened. Perhaps you feel it as well, simply by reading this story.