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Poppy (communication with her in spirit)
“Although it was painful for me to read to start with, I feel the communication with Poppy has helped me to feel much more at peace. Some of the insights Jenny had through Poppy’s communication were staggeringly accurate – one instance mentions Poppy playing with/biting a duvet – this is a game she loved to do, whereby I would pretend there was something under the duvet and she would attack it. Jenny couldn’t possibly have known this. Also, she mentioned that she felt a great physical pain in her own sinuses when she started communicating with Poppy; this is where Poppy had her disease.”
“Back in December 2008 my parents had to move into a retirement home which unfortunately would not allow pets so I adopted my mum’s dog, Jessie, a gorgeous 8 year old border collie cross. The move had certainly unsettled Jessie as she was far more subdued than normal and then suddenly at the end of February my mum became ill and died, which again had an emotional effect on Jessie. I contacted Jenny as I had a number of specific questions I wanted to ask Jessie and most importantly I wanted to reassure her following the recent events. I am so glad that I contacted Jenny as Jessie was able to voice her worries and fears and to tell someone how upset she had been. Following Jenny’s communication, I’ve been able to fully understand how Jessie has been feeling and to make little adjustments at home and generally so that she feels more secure and settled. It’s going to take time but Jessie is nearly back to her old self, I think she feels happier now that she’s been able to “speak” to someone. I would have no hesitation in recommending Jenny’s services to anyone who wants to have a better understanding of their pets and their needs.
Rosie, Lottie and Tili
I recently had a reading from Jenny regarding 3 cats that were temporarily under my care whilst I lived in Cyprus. All three were traumatised as kittens and Jenny explained how all three realised their life's purpose.
To cut a long story short, I had made the decision to leave 2 of the 3 cats behind in Cyprus when, under traumatic circumstances, I returned to live in England just 16 months ago. I left the cats in the care of my husband who was adamant that Rosie, the tabby, was really his cat and he loved her so. My decision to leave Lottie behind was because she and Rosie 'went together'. However, just a week later I learned that my husband had taken them both to an animal sanctuary in Pafos. With that act my peace of mind was greatly disturbed.
I flew back out to Cyprus and spent a week at the sanctuary to try and find them but sadly that wasn't to be. I was beside myself with grief because I had come to realise that animals are souls, just as we humans are, but that they just inhabit a different type of body and communicate using soul language rather than words. In answer to my prayers I came across Jenny and asked her for readings on the 3 cats that came into my care.
Well, although Jenny had some 'wires crossed' she was so accurate with her description of each cat's character and in particular the whereabouts of Lottie and Tili (Tili passed over before I left Cyprus, she went out one night and I never saw her again) that, although I was very upset, over the days and weeks since my reading I have come to accept that each cat is well, fed and happy within themselves and amazingly I am able to feel them more now myself. My heart is much lighter.
Jenny described where Lottie now is accurately even to the fact that she (Lottie) is near to where holidaymakers are and gets fed and stroked by them. Near to the sanctuary (which again Jenny described) there is a holiday complex and lots of rescue cats do roam there and are fed by the holidaymakers. Jenny picked up that Tili had passed over and that she had had a weakened immune system, and it made me very happy to hear that Tili still lives and is very very happy in her new life, albeit in another dimension. Rosie is well and happy and much loved by another family now and Jenny's description of Rosie's character is testimony to her new life in Cyprus.
Jenny has a wonderful gift to offer the world and I would encourage anyone who has issues around a pets whereabouts/and or health issues to seek a reading from her. She will be able to communicate with your animal/pet and reassure you, tell you what is troubling the animal and what is needed to erase the troubles.
Adding another quality to her gifts, if you have a pet/animal that has passed over she will perform a ceremony to ensure that the animal has safely passed into the Light of God and put your mind at rest. This is priceless.
I was contacted by a lady who had heard of me through a mutual friend. Her cat had been missing for two weeks by the time she emailed me. They had moved house a month before and he and his sister had seemed really settled. She sent me a photo of Faith and told me he had never run away before. I was not told whereabouts they lived in the UK or any other details.
When I connected with the cat I picked up some of his personality traits including that he was a loving cat and very affectionate. I also got the feeling that he was nosy, loved the garden and lay on the flower bed. These personal details were important to establish that I had connected with the cat that the carer recognised as being her cat.
I then received a very vivid visual picture of the back of some shops and a restaurant with a service road, and a playing field on the other side of the service road. There were big industrial wheely bins with rotten food and a strong smell of vomit. There were other cats there too – feral cats. I got the impression that was where Faith was and that he was not injured, but that he was living rough. It was an adventure that had gone too far. He was eating OK, living on scraps and mice from the field.
I had the impression there were bushes near the playing field where he was hiding. He was matted and a bit thin, and he wanted to go home. I also picked up that he got to the service road by crossing the field. People had seen him – maybe restaurant or shop staff at the bins. All of this visual picture was so vivid that I actually drew a picture of what I was “seeing”.
I rang the carer and told her what I had discovered. I also mentioned that I felt he was a survivor. On describing the picture she said she knew immediately where I meant and that it was about 10 minutes away from them. A couple of days later she emailed me to say they had gone to have a look there, and although they hadn’t seen him they had seen lots of other cats there. I told her to keep trying there and that it was a good sign there were other cats as I had seen quite a few. I suggested they ask the shopkeepers if they had seen a ginger cat.
I then didn’t hear for four weeks and thought that maybe I had got it wrong, when I suddenly got an email from her saying: “Just to say we have found him after six weeks of being out in the open. He was near where you said, just wandered over a field and was nicking some other cat’s food. But he is well and healthy.”
I was asked by a friend to see if I could find a lost cat belonging to her boyfriend’s friend. I didn’t get much information to go with, and did not know the area they lived in.
When I connected I got the impression that she was alive but in someone else’s house. I could “visualise” the house as an old Victorian-type house with a long garden at the back. She had got there because she wandered too far. She had been crying on some sort of grassy path or field and someone had heard her and picked her up. I got the feeling there were children around aged 9 or 10 and could describe the garden in quite minute detail. I felt she was not very near where she normally lived, and that the new people had asked around to find her owners. I got the number of the house and some idea of the name of the road.
I then picked up on her character, which was playful and friendly with familiar people and timid with strangers. I got the very strong impression that it was important for the carer to contact the vets, as I felt that would be a clue to tracking her down. I felt she was about 15 minutes away from where she normally lived. I told my friend that I felt strongly the original carers would get her back but they would need to look further afield than they had done and to contact vets a little way from their home.
I got an email back from my friend saying her boyfriend had passed on my impressions to his friend and he had said it all made sense, and that her personality was spot on. They would do some more searching and let him know if they had any luck. They said they had contacted the vets when Tichie went missing, but had had no luck. They promised to try again.
A few days later I heard that they had rung round more vets and got news of the cat. She had been taken in by other people for a while, but they got her back in the end.
I was contacted by a lady whose cat Silas had gone missing. He had never done it before. He had been gone four days by the time I connected with him.
When I communicated with Silas I tried to establish his character first so that the carer would be confident that it was her cat I had connected with. I picked up that there was water nearby, and I felt that he was in a garden with a high fence around it – a long narrow garden. I picked up some words too that I felt could be connected with where he was. I felt that he was thirsty and that he had a hoarse throat. I very much felt that he was shut in some sort of small building at the bottom of the garden, but explained that it didn’t feel like a shed or a summer house although had a similar structure. I felt that the house was close to where his carer lived and that he had visited there before. I described the type of house and road in which it was situated, and also mentioned that I felt that it was not a house where there were children. I was aware that there was an alleyway that ran either at the bottom or the side of the garden. I kept getting an impression that wherever he was trapped he seemed to have a panoramic view of the garden, which ruled out the possibility of a shed.
Just a day after I sent through my feelings, I received an email from the carer to say that they had found Silas. He was indeed trapped – in a greenhouse at the bottom of their neighbour’s garden. She confirmed that it was a garden he visited regularly, and that there was an alleyway round the side and back. She recognised the description of the street as being her street, and confirmed that the neighbours do not have children. Interestingly right next to the greenhouse was a water butt, which presumably was the water that I was picking up!
The carer also said that when they found him he was hoarse but that he was fine otherwise, and stressed that the fact I had described his character so correctly had given her the confidence to trust the other observations that I had found.