Thanks for sharing, D.. That is some experience..

I've always had dogs and it's true that they can 'feel' you in ways that no human can. All of them have been rescues. I had a Bloodhound named Boucephus. Oh, he was half clown and half human. He'd listen to you talk and even argue with you when he disagreed. He rang the backdoor doorbell to come inside.. At the present time, my boxer (Daisy)seems to be the most telepathic. She'll be in deep sleep and chasing rabbits in dream-ville, and if I send her love from my inner being .. she will wake up and look at me. Sometimes it's with a look that says she is a bit disgusted that I woke her up and at other times she'll get up and come over to climb up in my chair..

Dogs, truly man's best friend..
Lynda

PS Tibetan Temple dogs have all kinds of reputations in the paranormal.. I first heard of them, years and years ago, while reading a 'Dresdan Files' Book.. Harry Blackstone Copperfield Dresden inherited one.. :-)

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I would like to give a personal example of how telepathy is our natural way of communicating-BEFORE THE TOWER OF BABEL--that was when human spoken out loud MANY languages came into being. It was a command and control structure deliberately done to enslave humans and disconnect us from nature, each other, and other creatures. Ok-so now for my own story. In 1978 I bought a little Tibetan temple dog in Ashland, Oregon --after accidentally meeting the head of Mahayana Budhism in the western world. I knew NOTHING about spirituality at the time-was raised Catholic and at age 29 had divorced my Rothy and Paseur husband when i realized he was a total maniac who was so perverted and violent-it was surely a case that it was the loving thing to do for all-MONSTERS just do not change -and he considered my love for him a weakness to exploit--that is the nature of evil, i have learned since.

Well, the monk invested me in Budhism and gave me a budhist name that infuriated most of his followers-because he was naming them after vegetables and fruits and like that-but me, he named me after a female aspect of Budha and instead of me giving him a gift-he stood up and gave ME a lovely gift of flowers. So when i saw this little doggy near death from being overbred in a puppy mill, i sold a bunch of antiques and spent over 500 dollars on him and doctor bills after getting him out of the vet hospital after a month-after being told she would not likely survive-i brought Rose Light of Tibet home. First thing i did was conduct a test. I set her on the bed in front of me and visualized her coming up and licking my nose-she perked up-i swear got a grin on her face-and came and licked my nose. That was just for starters. I then pictured her doing all kinds of simple things-like licking my right thumb-things like that-she did not hesitate but did everything perfectly. She lived over 20 years more-my best friend. She also was besties with my friend Vivian Power who was besties with the author of the book Secret Teachings of the Masters of the Far East-we would sit in Viv's kitchen drinking coffee-and Rosie would sit on a chair with her front paws on the table, drinking out of a bowl and looking at whoever was speaking, grinning ear to ear. She was also invited to attend satsang with John Roger-founder of the Movement of Spiritual Inner Awareness-she would sit in the front row at my feet with joy and wrapped attention. He told everyone that she was such an evolved being she would be a basic human self in her next incarnation. She was my very friend and taught ne so much about love. When she was no bigger than my hand, she fought off a german shepard with such gusto-she ran at it and jumped up and grabbed it's juggular vein and the big dog could feel her on its neck but could not see her-as he thrashed about, Rosie got thrown off but instead of running away, she ran under it's belly and started jumping and biting its private parts. Scared the crap out of that big dog-and that big dog ended up cowering in a corner. She was my best friend-and when she finally died after taking on my liver and kidney failure diseases. she died at the vets in my arms while all the dogs howled and Elvis Presley's song on the radio was playing- "I Can't Help Falling in Love with You"--"some things were meant to be..." I know this does not sound real but i have had a very weird life to say the least...and this is just an example of how humans ARE MEANT TO BE...not like the brainwashed/brain and heart dead victims of the Fall of the Tower of Babel and the introduction of Communist Core into our schools. I LOVE YOU ROSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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