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Florida was proving to be a lot of fun and busy. The prior day, my first full day in Florida had begun early and ended late, so late in fact that when I got in the night before, my hosts had already turned in for the evening. After showering, eating a bowl of cereal and enjoying a cup of Peet’s coffee it was time to head out, but there was one more thing I had to do before I could head out for the day. I told my host about my wife and her sand story, my host informed me that just five minutes and I would be walking onto the beach. I had a few minutes before my first client of the day showed up and so I took a walk through the neighborhood and down to the beach, eight houses away.

It was a brilliant morning with the sun already warming the air and the sand. I took out my cell phone and made a video clip of the walk to the beach and then sent it to my wife who was asleep at home in California. I then took out a plastic zip-lock baggie and filled it with sand while filming the whole thing with my phone. I then sent the clip of me collecting the sand to my wife. Mission accomplished, now I could return to focusing on chatting with animals and those who had already passed on to the other side.

After returning to the home I was staying at, my first appointment of the day pulled up and we drove to where she is boarding her horse. After driving for about fifteen minutes, we pulled up to some polo fields and a very spacious horse boarding and riding facility. After we parked, we walked up to the stalls and she introduced me to her horse. Though he is not named Trigger, that’s what I will call him for this story. His person (we will call her Joan) had a few questions for Trigger. Her first question was regarding an individual by the name of “Cory” (once again not his real name.) Joan asked me if Trigger missed Cory. The first thing that I thought was that she was referring to another human, however Trigger immediately told me that he did not miss Cory, because Cory was with him nearly all the time. I then asked Trigger who Cory was, he told me that Cory was an eight year old horse who had passed and that he did not miss him because his spirit was with him. I relayed the information to Joan, she was shocked at how easily I had answered the question and with how detailed the response was. Pretty soon we had covered nearly all of her questions as well as taking in comments from Trigger.

With time left over before my next engagement, Joan asked one of the staff at the boarding facility, if they would like to use my services … the employee said yes and I connected with her horse who was in all places … NC, where I had just been. After channeling the staff members horse, another person who boards her horse at the facility was asked if she wanted me to communicate with her horse. She walked off shaking her head and made it clear that she thought that it was rubbish. However after watching the reactions of those who I was connecting with, she had a change of heart and asked me if I could chat with her horse too.

We walked around a bit and then walked up to meet her horse. He was a bit nippy and when I asked if he liked the facilities he nearly yelled at me that he was not happy. A bit taken aback, as every other horse had told me what a wonderful place it was, I dug deeper and asked him why he did not like it. He told me that he wanted his own barn and his own person. He told me that too many people handled him and that he wanted to be handled by only one person. I relayed the information back to the woman whose horse it was and she then confirmed his attitude. The horse was a former racehorse and he had at one time been blessed with his own personal trainer who would sleep near him and he was given a great deal of individual attention. Now he was being handled by the various staff at the facility and to make matters worse, his new person … handled other horses and not just him. We worked it out to where she would be the one to handle him and that she would limit or cut out the handling of the other horses at the boarding facility. After finishing up we drove though the polo fields (where Prince Charles used to play polo) and headed over to the Humane Society.

We arrived at the Vero Beach/Indian River County Humane Society about an hour early and my contact met me with a request to do a walkthrough of their facility so that I may have an opportunity to try and work with some of their more difficult to read animals. After spending about forty minutes with various animals at the shelter and recording my observations and communications to the staff that had been assigned to accompany me, I returned to the classroom where I was going to be giving my talk and demonstration of animal communication through telepathy. To me pet psychic is a very limiting term, when you consider that I can communicate with all species both wild and domestic, the term animal communicator makes far more sense.

Before I went on, the Humane Societies director of continuing education showed the audience (of roughly 60+) a short PSA spot that was set to air on local television stations in the upcoming weeks. The PSA was aimed at delivering the message that your animals will still retain their personalities after being spayed or neutered. The spot featured a cat dressed up like a carnival psychic complete with turban and crystal ball. The cat is telling other animals that he can see into the future, after they have been “fixed” and she still sees them being the same. It was pretty cute, funny and well timed. After the television spot had been shown, I was introduced and then it got real interesting.

I wanted to keep everything focused on our animals and how I became aware of my ability to communicate with living and deceased animals. Near the end of my “lecture” I planned to coach people on how they too can communicate like I do with animals and then I wanted to finish off my two hour appearance by channeling animals connected to those in the audience for the last hour. At one point during the Q&A portion of my talk I was asked a question I was hoping to avoid, make that two questions. A person in the audience asked if I could also communicate with the souls of departed humans, I looked to my contact at the Humane Society and thought I saw a gentle nod, as if to go ahead and answer the question. I then replied that “Yes” I can and that was how it really all began for me. Immediately a few additional hands went up, one of them publicly proclaimed that he too had connected with the spirits of loved ones who had passed and that until now he was too shy to say anything about it. A few others in the room echoed his sentiments and I felt that for some there it was a very powerful and cathartic moment. Then the second question … now I have been able to somehow avoid this question for about three years and oddly enough I was hit with it twice in the same day while in Florida.

The question was “Why does my dog eat cat poop?” I should point out that I can hear, feel, see, smell and taste information on a psychic level. I once had an owl describe the odor and flavor of frozen and then thawed in the microwave mouse followed by the flavor, smell and texture of a live mouse in comparison. I must say that after that experience, should the occasion ever arise where I have to choose between the frozen and thawed mouse versus the live mouse for dinner, it is very clear that the live mouse is better on every front. Frozen and microwaved mouse is to put it bluntly … an abomination, absolutely the worst thing I had every had the displeasure of tasting … until now. Let’s just say that I received a mixed reply to this question, some dogs seemed to indicate it was a territorial thing. If you eat the markings that one uses to mark their territory, it than becomes yours when you replace the cat’s poop with yours … it’s almost the ultimate insult to have your marking wrapped in the poop of another (often larger) animal. It’s like you just got punked. In addition some dogs indicated that it was a source of additional nutrients and that as natural scavengers who pretty much are willing to eat anything, they simply feel that there may still be a bit of nutrition left in whatever is left in the droppings in front of them.

After finishing the question and answer portion of my appearance, we took a short break and then we got started on the good stuff. I absolutely love what I do and working with a room full of people eager to connect with their animals was a treat. As I began I figured that instead of simply opening up to the animals who wanted to come through first, that I would call on the people one by one to let me know the name of the animal that they wished to connect with. I started with the woman on my left in the front row. She immediately unfolded a picture of her black cat, I then reminded everyone that I did not require a photograph and to please refrain from showing pictures to me … at least until after I had made the connection and described their animal back to them based upon a name alone. After connecting with the woman’s black cat I continued on down the front row of people, this time they did not volunteer photos and or descriptions of their animals as I made the connections and described their animals to them you could hear the occasional gasp from the audience.

After going through the entire first row I realized that as compelling as the technique that I was employing was, there was one major drawback. There were simply too many people present for me to be able to work with each person before I ran out of time, so I turned to the audience and asked if at that point everyone believed that I could talk to animals. I was pleased to hear a rousing “Yes!” from the audience and then I rolled out my new plan. Having to describe the animal back to the person, to prove my connection was eating up time so I simply asked the animal that they wanted me to connect with, the question that they had for them and went from there. This process was much quicker and I would spend less than thirty seconds going from one connection to the next. If it took me longer to connect I would simply pass on that person and move on to the next in line. I only had to skip about two individuals and everyone else was able to make a connection accept for a handful at the back of the room when I ran out of time.

One of the staff had offered to give me a ride to my next venue, the Inspired Heart where I had done a group reading and a handful of private readings the night before and now I was scheduled to return for a series of private individual readings. As I was walking out of the classroom at the Humane Society, I was “mobbed” by people who wanted me to connect with another animal for them or who simply wanted me to chat with them and answer additional questions etc., frankly I was tired from channeling and speaking and with going back on in an hour I needed some downtime. I ducked into a side office and asked the staff if I could “hideout” in their office for a minute. After everyone had left the room I finally exited, found my ride and we headed over to the Inspired Heart.

With twenty minutes before I was on again, I popped into a nearby deli, picked up a veggie-wrap and a bottle of water as well as a bottle of grapefruit juice, I was after all in Florida. I returned to the room where I had worked the night before and after taking off my shoes I sat down in front of the 1,700 pound crystal point to eat a quick bite before my first reading of the evening. A couple from the previous evening entered at one point and as they sat down I turned to the gentleman and asked him how he had slept the night before. I have never opened with that question before, it turns out that he was here for help with his lack of sleep. During the night he would toss and turn and have the worst pain in his head and neck. After “looking” at his body with my abilities I could see that he had two damaged vertebrae I could also see everything that he had done up until this point to try and alleviate the pain and discomfort. After pointing him in the direction of some options to assist him in returning to a pain free existence, we moved on to other areas of their lives and was able to provide much closure and understanding.

In one of the readings I had the ex-husband of the woman who was sitting with her current husband come through. The former husband had been passed for some time and was coming through to let the gentleman who was now with his wife know that not only did he approve, but that he genuinely liked the guy. He relayed to him how much it meant to him that he was able to bring happiness to his former wife. After several additional readings I was finally done with my work in Vero Beach.

My contact in Vero Beach and I then headed out to dinner at one of several fine eating establishments and enjoyed a wonderful Italian dinner. The following morning I had to take a shuttle service to Orlando and catch a flight to Chicago. After watching seven-hundred and fifty flights get canceled at Chicago I was a bit concerned about my flight the following morning. I packed that evening after checking in with my guides, they told me I would be in Chicago on schedule and so I figured that I would plan on going in the morning even if it looked sketchy. The next morning I was packed and ready to roll by eight forty-five and after checking the flights online, discovered that my flight was on time. The ride to the airport was fun as I had the opportunity to share my story with the driver and so the time flew. I positioned my heavy jacket, gloves and the like at the ready and boarded the plane for Chicago. Before leaving Florida though … I stopped at one of the gift shops in the airport and purchased shirts for the girls back home.

More about my adventures on the road can be found in my next blog entry … Chicago, the Windy City. To learn more about psychic medium and animal communicator Charles Peden, visit www.charlespeden.com.

My first full day in Florida was a busy one. I was fortunate enough to have a wonderful host who had opened up their home to me in Vero Beach. We were about eight houses away from the beach and prior to the sprinklers going off the night before … I had heard the faint sound of the surf crashing on the sand. My wife Heidi had traveled to Orlando prior to meeting me in Seattle where she and I met. On that trip over twelve years prior, she had collected a small amount of sand from a nearby beach. Several years later after we had gotten together, I made a huge mistake. You would have thought that I had just married a Protestant to a Catholic, I mixed her Florida sand with some “common” California sand … while using the sand as a background in a photo shoot of some of my sea glass jewelry. She made me promise to collect some sand for her.

As I was chatting with Heidi shortly after getting into Vero Beach, I told her about picking up a couple of pine cones for my pet rabbit Stewie. She reminded me about collecting some sand for her and I told her that it was everywhere. I could pick it up in the backyard or even off the side of the road … pretty much anywhere you looked you could find sand. She insisted that it come from the beach and with the clock ticking before my ride showed up and took me to my first engagement, I had no choice but to put the task of sand collecting aside and instead concentrate on doing what I had come to Florida to do … talk with the animals and the spirits of the departed.

My first appearance was a private gathering of like minded individuals. I shared my story and answered some questions before before I began channeling. After I had brought through several animals and a few spirits of loved ones on the other side, we broke for lunch. I was served a wonderful homemade soup, bread & butter, salad and assorted nuts and cookies. The coffee I sipped on after lunch was excellent and then I began doing private individual readings in the home office. Other than a couple rather challenging readings they went by in a blur and I felt slightly drained yet jubilant at the same time. I did not have much time before my next engagement and soon found myself sitting down to eat at a wonderful restaurant prior to returning to speaking about my abilities and how I use them as well as doing readings and channeling spirits and animals.

The food was good, I ordered a personal pizza made with mashed potatoes with leeks, rosemary and caramelized onions with assorted cheeses served on a thin and crispy crust. A glass of wine was added to the mix and dinner was most enjoyable. We then headed over to the Inspired Heart and after meeting the owner and my host for the evening, sat down and began to meditate as people filtered in. Earlier that day I was provided a piece of valuable feedback, in that people enjoyed backstory and the question and answer portion … but what they really wanted to see were the “fireworks” or my channeling their loved ones. As my story is working it’s way into book format and the answers to many people’s questions that they ask of me will be in there … it’s seems logical that I should concentrate on channeling when making public appearances, that and teaching others how to do it … (which of course is and will be in book format as well.)

This time I only spoke for about fifteen minutes, if that and when I asked if anyone had any questions I was pleasantly surprised when the reply was no. With no further ado I began channeling. For the first forty-five minutes I simply channeled the animals and spirits as they came him, on a first come first serve basis. At one point I channeled a former Blue Angels pilot who announced his presence by showing me his jet and then telling me that he was an air-show stunt pilot. A woman who was with his wife when she received the news about his fatal crash was present in the audience. After bringing through numerous spirits and animals I then switched up the format for the last hour. For the last hour I simply went around the room and asked each person (one at a time) who it was that they wished to connect with.

The first hour was given up to the spirits and animals who chose to come through first, without being asked to come through and during the second hour I took requests one by one around the room. I would request the name of the person or animal that they wished to connect with … within a few seconds I would then describe some feature or detail that was unique to the person or animal that they were looking to connect with. With this approach I was able to connect very rapidly with a great number of spirits and animals, describe them back to the person seeking to connect with them and then take their question/comment and relay it to the individual and then bring back their answer and or person message.

At one point during the latter half of the channeling session I had brought through two brothers of one of the gentleman present … suddenly my left hand and arm began to shake, I was doing the shimmy as if I had Parkinson’s the gentleman’s wife exclaimed … “Oh my father is coming through!” It was a wonderful evening and after the group session I did a few private readings. Only one item had come through that was unclaimed and after the prior evening it felt good to have brought through such a clean group reading. After leaving I found myself looking forward to returning the following day for more individual readings, of course not before I had followed through with two other engagements, one at a horse boarding facility and the other at the Vero Beach/Indian River County Humane Society.

After getting back in a bit late to the home that I was staying at, I turned in early so as to be ready for the following day. That night I checked the weather in Chicago and saw that the region was due to get hammered by a snowstorm just before I got there and that it was possible my flight may be delayed or canceled, I checked with my guides and they assured me that I would be in Chicago on schedule and that I was fortunate to be going after a snowstorm, after all who likes it to be gray? Snow is beautiful, but enough about Chicago, I was still in Vero Beach, Florida and had another full day here before flying out of Orlando and heading to the windy city.

More about my Florida trip in my next post … part three.

After headlining the Robeson County Humane Society fundraiser in Lumberton, North Carolina at Pembrook College on the 5th and providing readings to the general public at the shelter the following day, I flew out of Raleigh on Sunday the 6th of February with my destination being Orlando, Florida. I had a transfer to another flight in Charlotte, our flight was held up on the runway prior to take off due to heavy traffic at Charlotte. With the mid-Atlantic under a blanket of snow that had been dubbed Snowmageddon by some, many flights were being diverted and Charlotte was taking in several unscheduled arrivals as planes were rerouted to locations that were not under several feet of snow.

With my flight delayed I found my connection in Charlotte to be very tight and I actually broke a sweat as I went from one end of the airport to the other in a rush to catch my connecting flight to Orlando. When I arrived at the gate, they were already boarding the plane and had just called out the seating group that I was a part of. US Airways was who I was flying on for the first few legs of my trip and I enjoyed the flights, no problems. My luggage was handled with care and when I volunteered to check my carry on luggage, they offered to fly it to my final destination. If I had a layover it would be taken off of the plane and transfered to my next flight. They accepted cash for purchases inflight and overall it went well.

With no time between flights and with both flights being brief, I had no opportunity to really get anything to eat and so when I landed in Orlando I was getting hungry. To make matters worse, my ride at the airport was late and then when we finally got on the road I realized that I simply could not wait until I got in to Vero Beach and have dinner, I had to eat something sooner than later. We pulled over at a Wendy’s and I got a baked potato with cheese and broccoli, a chocolate frosty and after eating I felt better. As much as I hate fast food, it does have a time and a place to some extent.

As I was visiting Florida after a cold snap, it was not hot nor humid when I arrived in Orlando, it was however far warmer than Lumberton had been and I found myself enjoying the warmer weather. After we got into Vero Beach, my contact had a dinner party at her home where several of her friends had gathered for an evening with a medium. It was a wonderful little house and we enjoyed good food, vegetarian lasagna, garden salad and cookies – all freshly prepared. At one point a person sitting near me at the table I was sitting at asked me a question and I began to answer her question … as I did so, it became suddenly very quiet and I realized that even those who were sitting in other parts of the room and who were no where near the table, were listening intently to everything I was saying.

A few minutes later I had not yet had another bite and nearly everyone else was done eating. Our evenings host came into the room and drew attention to the fact that I was the only one in the room who had not yet finished their food. After eating a bit more of what was on my plate I took my glass of wine to the living room and found a wonderful spot to sit down in front of the hearth and everyone else gathered around. The lights were gently dimmed and I then spent a few minutes telling everyone the story of how I came to become a believer in the paranormal and how I had gone from complete skeptic to practicing psychic medium in only four short months and how seven months later I found myself communicating with live animals.

After telling my story I opened up the room to a question and answer format which ended up taking far longer than anticipated as a few in the audience seemed convinced that I was going to explain all the mysteries of life in 30 minutes or less … needless to say by the time I started the channeling portion of the evening, several in attendance were more than ready.

I brought through at least two really strong connections with individuals on the other side who were connected to those in the room and then it happened … I went through one of the most difficult group readings I had done in some time. A lot of the material that I brought forward was not claimed by those present. As I was leaving and the following day I heard that several of the details that I had brought forward were being claimed … albeit after the reading was concluded and so I was a bit unhappy with the results of the evening. One of the things that came forward that evening which I thought was funny was a story told to me by the father of one of those present.

One of the woman had asked me to connect with her father. Pretty soon he started to come through and he had a story that he wanted to share with her. He told me that there was an issue with her swimsuit coming off or with her being immodest. I was also told that she had trouble in the water and an issue while swimming, while she was younger. She seemed very confused by the details coming forward and insisted that she had never had a problem with an immodest swimsuit and that she did not have trouble in the water. She then asked me where the trouble occurred. Her father told me that it was at the beach and not at a swimming pool. Once again he brought up the issue of a concern for her modestly. and with being in trouble while in the water. All of a sudden it hit her … she asked if it was regarding a visit to the beach in Hawaii. Sure enough it was, what had taken place though had been with a friend of hers from childhood and her father was not there. Well, the thing is that now that he has passed he can see all of her life, including the parts where he was still alive and she was “by herself”. He was trying to demonstrate how our lives are transparent on the other side, to those who are looking down upon us from “above.”

What had happened was that while at the beach in Hawaii,l she was getting hammered by huge waves that were crashing right at the waters edge. The surf was so powerful that when it would hit her and her friend, they would struggle to stay alive and the force was such that it was knocking off their swimsuits, she was about 14 at the time. This of course fit the description of the unclaimed details that her father had been providing to me. Moving on to the next set of details coming through regarding a Golden Gloves boxer … who was unclaimed until the following day … I proceeded to bring through detail after detail that went unclaimed and finally in frustration and with it getting late I pulled the plug on the readings and turned in for the evening.

I was lucky enough to have a wonderful couple open up their home to me. After arriving at their home later that evening I channeled one last time before turning in for the evening. The woman whose home it I was staying at had been at the group reading and was far more in tune with what I do than my contact whom had put the dinner party together. She and I chatted a bit about the energy in the room that evening and how it had been a challenge working with the group. She then asked me to connect with something for her husband. I “saw” what looked like a long metal object with an unusual curve on the end. I thought that perhaps it was a tool that utility workers would use. He said no connection with that to him and then I saw cattle and asked about it being a branding iron and connected with cattle. He said that yes he had done some branding before. I then heard Louis L’Amour and described the name coming through. It turned out that the gentleman was a huge fan of his and Louis had a message for him, letting him know that it brought him great happiness to see how much his works had entertained and enthralled the gentleman who I was channeling a message to. Once again confident in my abilities after a rough group reading, I turned in for the evening with anticipation of what lay in store for me in Florida. I had trouble sleeping as the sprinklers came on and the drops of water hitting the banana tree leaves made a racket, followed by the occasional thud provided by the coconuts dropping off of the trees in the yard.

part two coming soon …

Several months back I was invited to headline a fundraiser for the Robeson County Humane Society in Lumberton, North Carolina. I agreed to donate my time and services for a worthy cause if they would be so kind as to put me up while in town and cover my airfare. They agreed to the arrangement and I went about putting a poster together for the event and then I sent out a few emails.

An evening with Psychic Medium and Animal Communicator Charles Peden - Robeson County Humane Society Fundraiser 020510

Robeson County Humane Society Fundraiser poster featuring Charles Peden Psychic Medium and Animal Communicator


As I was going to be traveling all the way to the East Coast I figured I could stop by some other locations not too far from where I was going to be and if it worked out that some events were to be arranged, I just might add them to the trip itinerary.

Two individuals, both connected to sea glass and to the same suburb of Chicago stepped forward and informed me that they had some ideas of what they could arrange for me if I was to add them as a stop on my trip. The first was Vero Beach, Florida and the second was Wilmette, Illinois, right near Chicago.

For this note I will concentrate on the North Carolina portion of the trip with the other two states to follow in subsequent posts.

Robeson County Humane Society Fundraiser Banner. An evening with psychic medium & animal communicator, Charles Peden.

My contact from the Robeson County Humane Society met me at the airport in Raleigh and while we drove to the town of Lumberton which was about an hour and forty-five minutes away … I channeled one of her ancestors. That evening I was treated to Chinese takeout and fine red wine from Napa Valley. A few others from the Humane Society had come over for dinner and I enjoyed answering their questions about what I do and how I got started. I seem to recall channeling an animal or two, but nothing significant took place as far as I can recall.

It is only fair to note here that while the Southern hospitality was warm and welcome, the weather was downright cold and blustery with snow on the ground. The following morning after I arrived, we headed over to the shelter and I chatted with a dog that was being adopted out to his forever home.

The dog was wonderful and seemed to be very excited about going to his new home. I asked the dog if the new home was to his liking and I connected with the other two dogs that already lived at this home. The existing dogs told me that they were looking forward to their new playmate joining them. Sure enough later that day the gentleman who had adopted the dog sent a video from his home of all three dogs playing together and having a ball with each other.

While at the shelter I also did a walk through and asked the dogs various questions about their likes, dislikes and health. I forwarded my notes to the personnel present so that they may have additional insights provided regarding the various animals in their care at the time.

I must say that if you are able to donate and would like to help out a shelter that is in dire need of funding, look no further than the Robeson County Humane Society in Lumberton, NC … they do wonderful work and really could use a new roof among other things. While there in the shelter, I found myself dodging raindrops and buckets in the halls and offices of the shelter, their roof is full of holes and they need some dog beds badly to keep the canines off of the cold cement.

That evening was the fundraiser at Pembrook College. We returned to my hosts home and after a quick snack we got dressed and left for the college. The rain was coming down in sheets and it was quite windy. There were two other events taking place that evening … we did not expect a large turnout and were pleasantly surprised to see a few more people filter into the room than I had feared would show up.

The evening started with dinner, chicken breast on a bed of rice with cooked carrots and rolls. A small salad and some kind of cake/brownie like desert item. There was plenty of sweet tea and I requested water and that my plate would be served vegetarian, with the chicken breast omitted. Dinner was enjoyable and I took a photograph of my plate with the cooked carrots on it and sent the picture to my wife Heidi. You see, she dislikes cooked carrots very much and I was trying to let her know that she was not forgotten. lol

After eating a quick slideshow was shown about the shelter and the work they do and then the President of the Robeson County chapter of the Humane Society gave me a wonderful introduction. Once he had introduced me, I took the stage and after playing with the mic for a bit realized that I could easily work without it, provided that I projected my voice well enough.

I spoke for about thirty minutes regarding how I had come to work with my unique abilities and shared a few stories and insights from animals in general. For the next half hour I fielded questions from the audience and then I sat down for the last hour to channel animals as they came to me.

The first animal that I “saw” coming in was a large reptile, an iguana. I described him to the audience and to my surprise no one stepped forward to claim him. I then channeled a dog or something similar who had not been able to say goodbye properly prior to passing and their person finally got the closure that they were looking for. The iguana showed up again and this time I described him as being somewhat large and angry. Once again no one claimed him and I had to dismiss the iguana a second time. This time I saw a cat coming through, all white and with a growth on the left side of the neck and a reference to being the runt of the litter. It turned out to be two cats, from the same litter who were both white and one had a growth that had come and gone while the other one was the runt of the litter. The one who had the health issue was there to reassure their human that they were in good health and not to worry about them. Then … the iguana returned, I joked about how I was going to Florida next and perhaps it was an alligator who I was going to connect with there, but once again I felt compelled to describe him as an angry iguana. At this point a young boy of about ten, in the back of the room raised his hand and said that his father had an iguana.

Finally … I asked the boy if he had a question for the iguana and he said yes, “Why did he try to break my dad’s leg with his tail?” the iguana told me that the boy’s father had made some cruel jokes about the iguana and that he was not very nice to it … the boy confirmed it, to which I reminded the audience that it is never a good idea to tease the iguanas or any other animal for that matter. Even if it’s just verbal, they still hear it and it affects them.

When I was done channeling about an hour later, I doubt very much that there were many if any skeptics left in the building. It was a lot of fun and it was well received.

After the event was over we retired for the evening and returned the following day to the shelter to provide readings to the general public. Several readings later I was done with my work in North Carolina and we went out to Fayetteville to the Mash House for dinner and a beer before catching a movie. We saw Mel Gibson’s “The Edge of Darkness” which we all enjoyed and then turned in for the evening. The following morning I found myself on the way to the airport in Raleigh for the flight to Charlotte where I had a connecting flight to Orlando, Florida.

Speaking of flights, I found that if you channel the animals connected to those who are sitting near you on the plane, that the flight will go by very quickly for all involved. Next I will fill you in on my adventures in Florida.

To learn more about psychic medium and animal communicator Charles Peden and the work that he does, visit … http://www.charlespeden.com.