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.

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