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What Your Deceased Pet Wants You To Know After Life!

I know you are an animal lover like I am. Throughout my entire life my closest relationships have been with animals. Long before I understood my abilities I was able to communicate telepathically with all of my animals starting from the age of three.

I’ve had everything from turtles, dogs, cats, birds, mice, as my companions. Each one holds a special place in my heart.

This time 30 years ago my precious little dog Lady was dying of cancer and passed on January 1.  I have been reliving that whole experience in my head these past few days so I know how people feel about losing their pets.

Many people contact me who are saddened by the loss of their beloved pet. I thought that it would be helpful for you to know what your pet wants you to know after their passing.

In my video I outline the main points your beloved pet wants you to know from the other side. Take a few moments and watch this video to learn more about your baby on the other side.  The good news is when your time comes and you cross the rainbow bridge you will be reunited with your beloved baby.

Your dog, your cat, your bird – chose you, as the one who would make them feel the most loved and bring them the most comfort and joy while they were here. And you did.

Your pet wants you know that you were and are the perfect parent.

Do You Need Help Communicating With Your Pet?  

Let me connect you with your deceased or living pet today! As an intuitive I offer distance sessions, by phone, in which I can connect to pets both living and deceased! Over the years I have communicated with everyone from horses to hamsters and it’s been a real pleasure to talk to these lovely beings.  Learn more at my web site: CherokeeBillieSpiritualAdvisor.com be sure and sign up for my newsletter so that you receive the newest information from me on a regular basis. Also subscribe to my YouTube channel.

Many blessings,
Cherokee Billie

My Father’s 98Th Birthday

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I wrote a tribute on Father’s Day to my father, well today June 26 is his birthday. This year he would have been 98 years old. I cannot begin to imagine him at that age. The last fifteen years of his life was hard on him as he suffered from Parkinson’s disease. I watched him go down bit by bit and it was rough as he had always been such a strong, intelligent, and powerful man.

At the age of 76 he could not do anything for himself anymore.  Thanksgiving weekend 1994 he ended up in the hospital and collapsed into a coma within hours.  This is where my biggest spiritual learning came into place.

He was comatose and I knew that he had a great fear of dying. What I did was put myself in a hypnotic state and I projected myself to his hospital room and there I took his spirit and we traveled to the other side (the fifth dimension). I had never done this before in my life, but I was desperate for him to be able to pass and not be kept alive on machines

I figured my mother would be the first one to greet him as she passed away several years before. Surprisingly the person that greeted my father on the other side was his army sergeant who had been killed in World War Two. My father was so happy to see him again. I waited at the entrance and my father went and visited so many people that he loved and loved him. I could hear him and the others laughing and talking.  When he was finished he came to me and we transported back into his hospital room and he went back into his body.  The next day he died. I knew that he died without fear.

The following morning as I awoke my father was screaming into my right ear everything he wanted me to know. I woke up saying, “Dad, you’re hurting my ear. Stop talking so loud.” I then did my best to remember exactly what he had been saying. It amazed me. I had never had such a spiritual connection in my life. Over the next few days he appeared to me, each time with a message. Throughout the years he has continued to communicate and on rare occasions I have been able to see him. It’s absolutely fascinating. He’s definitely my main Spirit Guide.

So not only did my father teach me so much when he was living, but he taught me a great deal after he died.  So I attribute my spiritual abilities as being inherited from him.

Last year when my precious cat Isis passed, I followed her through to the other side, and saw her at the rainbow bridge and on the other side was my father. She ran to him and he picked her up and held her in his arms. I see that very clearly all the time. They had not met in person, but they knew each other’s spirit. I know that when my time comes they will both be standing at the other end of the rainbow bridge welcoming me home.

I know that I was blessed to have such a wonderful man as my father in my life.  So I just want to say “Thank you Daddy for everything. I know you will be waiting for me when I cross over. I love you.”

Your daughter,
Cherokee Billie

A Year Without Isis

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April 29, 2016 marks one year since Isis crossed the rainbow bridge.  We had fifteen remarkable years together.

Throughout my life I’ve always had animals be it fur, feather, fin or reptile.  Each one holds a special place in my heart.

In all my years there was no animal that crossed my path as remarkable as Isis.  From the first day she came home she had wisdom that far exceeded anything I had ever seen.  She understood everything immediately.  Not once did she ever do anything disruptive or cause any problems.

She was my first cat and a Rescue Kitty about five months old, and when she came into my life. She had big beautiful green eyes, black silky hair, and walked with great dignity.  I felt there was only one name that suited her and that was after the Egyptian goddess Isis.

She understood how to move around me, as I am bedridden and the slightest little thing can cause incredible pain.  She would flatten her body out to where she was no more than 1 inch high and lay under my arm.  She knew that if I my arm was elevated it would cause pain.  She was a true shape shifter.

She would always stand by the chair I was sitting on and ask permission before she came over. She did the same thing when she jumped on the bed she would never come near me unless I told her it was all right. She had incredible manners.

Her psychic abilities were amazing.  I always trusted her instincts because they were accurate.  She was able to speak to me telepathically in English.  There is no need to try to figure out what she wanted to relay because of her incredible psychic abilities, it was easy to understand.  I always felt she was a greater mystic then I will ever be.

She loved Jimi Hendrix.  In our time together we lived in many different homes, but one of the first homes we were in together had a remarkable built in entertainment center with speakers five feet high.  I noticed that whenever I put on a Jimi Hendrix CD she would stand in front of the speakers and not move.  Eventually I knew all I had to say was, “Isis, It’s Hendrix” and she would come running from wherever she was and stand in front of the speakers.

Isis had a deep distrust of all people.  I do not know what her life was like before she came to live with me, but it obviously taught her a lot about people.  I was fortunate to be the only person she trusted.  I had to earn that trust with her. When she first came to live with me she would lie on my physical therapy table and gently swat at anyone who went by. Most would freak out and I think she inwardly laughed a lot at that. When she would do it with me I would not move and I would put my hand close to her and she would bite at it and I would say, “Come on, bite harder.” She realized I wasn’t going to be intimidated, so she knew I was trustworthy.

Over time she got to where she would not come out at all if anyone came into the home where we were living. She preferred to stay in the closet until she knew it was safe to come out. I do not have many pictures of her because no one ever saw her but me and I’m not able to move around that well to take pictures, but I treasure the few that I have.

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When I brought Tigre, my second Rescue Kitty, into our home Isis immediately took over as her mother and always protected her. They would both sleep together in the closet when ever people were around. Especially my caregivers. Tigre has had a lot of health problems and would have to be medicated frequently.  When Rene, the main person in my life, would try to get her out of the closet Isis would attack and she was extremely serious.

They have gotten a bath every month from a groomer and Isis would always be very peaceful as he was giving her a bath and drying her, but when he wasn’t expecting it she would bite him. So many times he would come into my bedroom after finishing their grooming with his finger wrapped in a paper towel with drops of blood on it from Isis teeth. When she passed last year he expressed deep regret. I saw him last week and we shared stories about Isis and he laughed at how she would attack him. He never took it personally.

She never had a sick day in her life. I was always happy about that because I knew her fear of people would make it a horrible experience for her to go to the vet.  During the last year of her life I kept noticing and commenting on how thin she was getting.  She never expressed any signs of illness in any way.  Two months before she passed I knew she was sick and I knew it was related to her kidneys. Not once did she ever cry or act like she was in any sort of pain. She was always concerned about me and never wanted me to worry.  My instincts told me there was something wrong.  I had her see one vet and was not pleased with his so-called treatment and diagnosis.  I knew she needed to see the specialist that treated Tigre.

Rene captured her and put her in the carrier to go to the specialist, who is quite a distance from where we are, and I did my best to say goodbye because I did not think she would come back.  What the doctor found was that one kidney had such a large stone that it was not functioning.  I kept thinking about her having have treatments and I knew that it would be miserable for her.  The next day he called and said she had taken a sudden turn for the worst.  He could not understand why she went down so quickly.  It did not surprise me.  I was on his cell phone talking to her the whole time while he gave her the injection to pass.

I’m glad that she was able to hear me until the last moment.  Out of personal curiosity the doctor did an autopsy on her and found that she had cancer of the liver.  She was a very sick little girl and never let on.  The doctor made a special box for her and buried her in his backyard.

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I talk to her every day and I have seen her several times since she passed.  Most recently I saw her at the beginning of March when I was on the verge of dying and I would see her lying on the bed in her normal place protecting me as usual.

There will never be another animal in my life that will equal Isis. I knew she was special from the moment I saw her until our last moments. I know that we will be together once again when I meet her at the end of the rainbow bridge.

Cherokee Billie

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A PET’S TEN COMMANDMENTS………

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  1. My life is likely to last 10-15 years. Any separation from you is likely to be painful.
  2. Give me time to understand what you want of me
  3. Place your trust in me. It is crucial for my well-being.
  4. Don’t be angry with me for long and don’t lock me up as punishment. You have your work, your friends, your entertainment, but I have only you.
  5. Talk to me. Even if I don’t understand your words, I do understand your voice when speaking to me.
  6. Be aware that however you treat me, I will never forget it.
  7. Before you hit me, before you strike me, remember that I could hurt you, and yet, I choose not to bite you.
  8. Before you scold me for being lazy or uncooperative, ask yourself if something might be bothering me. Perhaps I’m not getting the right food, I have been in the sun too long, or my heart might be getting old or weak.
  9. Please take care of me when I grow old. You too, will grow old.
  10. On the ultimate difficult journey, go with me please. Never say you can’t bear to watch. Don’t make me face this alone. Everything is easier for me if you are there, because I love you so.

~Take a moment today to thank God for your pets. Enjoy and take good care of them. Life would be a much duller, less joyful experience without God’s critters. ~

I give thanks for all of the lovely animals that have been a part of my life. This goes out especially to my beloved Isis who crossed the Rainbow Bridge April 29, 2015.

Many blessings,
Cherokee Billie

Please Take A Moment And Watch My Video On Animals Having Souls.

 

 

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