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My First Experience with an Animal Communicator

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Updated: Jul 22, 2023

Like many things in life, I’ll credit Dolly for this, even if the stimulus wasn’t positive.. I had Dolly about six months when she “went lame”; i.e. she was uneven in stride, limping on her front leg.

Considering she was new-ish to me and I was just starting to ride, I was very concerned. I had the farrier (blacksmith) out and the vet who both told me, yes, she was off…not incredibly helpful.


I knew there was something more. A deep knowing. I didn’t feel like my horse was broken, but I had no idea what to do about it either. I’d heard about animal communication in passing. Maybe some poster on the crystal store in the Berkshires my friend dragged me to once.


At this point, I was desperate to help Dolly and willing to try anything. I scoured the internet looking for an animal communicator with availability that week. Someone in New York, because I thought they needed to be local.


I stumbled across the website of a woman, Kristin, who had an Appaloosa, like Dolly, on the front page. Hallelujah – she had one available time slot for that Friday afternoon.


My anxiety rose every day leading up to our session. I was looking for answers and I didn’t entirely know what this “telepathic,” heart to heart mumbo-jumbo was all about.


I felt skeptical when the session began and cautious to divulge too much information about Dolly’s situation.


Kristin shared information from Dolly – I still have the notes – that she was worried about the black pony in her paddock because pony’s humans never came to visit. True…I had no idea Dolly was aware.


Via the animal communicator, Dolly also shared where she noticed I held tension in my body when riding: left low back and hip. Also true…


Dolly liked that I wasn’t conventional. Neither was she and she didn’t want to do things the traditional way. She was so happy about our relationship.


I felt seen. All the doubts I had about my lack of horse experience, first time training a horse, melted away. I could let go of my self-doubt and comparison. My horse liked the way I did things.


Then she shared “Dolly has opened her heart fully to you, but you haven’t opened yours fully to her.”


I cried (quietly). It was true. Over the past months together, Dolly transformed from shut-down, “dead in the eyes” (per the barn manager) to curious, willing and engaged. She was up for trying whatever natural horsemanship exercise I attempted. We spent time grooming and grazing. Dolly loved everything about our relationship, wanted to be together, and loved me.


But I had my walls up. After so many years growing up in my traditional family, and working as a model in NYC, I wanted to look perfect, be perfect. I felt afraid to make a mistake or do things the “weird” way. The pressure I put on myself stifled connected with Dolly, and that was the thing I craved most. Having that intangible bond I’d seen in movies and YouTube videos was the driving reason behind buying my own horse and training her myself.


It wasn’t about swinging the carrot stick at right height every time I asked Dolly to circle or managing the reins in exact symmetry. It was about the unspoken bond between us. The connection, the appreciation, the love.


Every day, Dolly had grown more vibrant, more interested in me and the world we were creating together.


I’d survived for twenty-five years by being independent, impenetrable, unwilling to be hurt by anyone else. It’s why I ended relationships before deep emotions got involved. Three months of dating before I broke up any of the kind guys I’d been seeing; saying the word “boyfriend” make me choke.


Hearing the truth from Dolly resonated. She clearly cared about me and I felt relief knowing she loved me, unconditionally. Her insight stripped away my defenses and this moment set me on a course learning to understand my animals’ thoughts, feelings, and opinions, and open a world of intuitive living. Animal Communication was real.

We also go to the root of the lameness issue. Dolly shared she was eating a lush diet with new grasses and grain, unlike her previous years in a farmer’s poor-quality pasture and cow hay. The sugars and richness in her diet at my new barn were creating inflammation in her body. Like humans having too much sugar, their body cannot regulate. Thus, the inflammation was leading to soreness in the hooves as it’s the last area of the body to receive blood flow. It was an “Ah-ha” moment. I switched from feeding traditional (sugary) grain, gave Dolly a month on a dry lot (dirt only) with hay and voila, her issues resolved!


This chance experience of Animal Communication circa 2014 set me on the path...




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