By Pauline, Friday, December 05, 2008 07:29:32 AM
I walked out of a church service because the Minister said that animals have no soul and would not go to heaven or hell. All you have to do is look deep into the eyes of a presious loving animal to know that they have more soul, heart and compassion than almost any humans on earth. I recently lost my adored cat and before he died, I hugged him and told him that I would always love him and would see him in heaven! And I believe, if I get myself in order, I will measure up so that I can be with my beloved boy-cat on the other side! I miss him terribly! Thanks for the article, it really soothed my grieving heart Sylvia!

By linda, Tuesday, November 25, 2008 10:21:14 PM
I WAS WONDERING WHEN YOU WILL HAVE THE NOV CLASS . I WAS NOT ABLE TO LOG IN FOR IT.THANK YOU LINDA

By Lynn, Thursday, October 23, 2008 03:27:13 PM
Dear Sylvia, It wasn't until I read some of your books and hearing you on Montel a couple of years ago that some things we were experiencing were explained. My husband and I had, almost nightly, the experience of a cat walking across our pillows even though nothing was there. We had three cats and a dog at the time but it wasn't any of them. Things really started picking up with the pillow walking when the one cat started going into renal and liver failure. When Millie was close to passing on, I mentioned to her to come and kiss my cheek. That night I felt the sandpaper tongue on my cheek. Millie had come back. Five months later the pillow walking got really heavy again. Our dog passed away. My husband dreamed about Ares on the way home from the vet. He was with our previous dog, Lady, side by side. Two weeks later we lost Millie's litter mate, Mollie, who passed of the same diseases. Again we had gone through the pillow walking. Since then, we don't have the walking. However, we will have the sensation of someone jumping on the bed or the bed suddenly leaning a bit as when the dog stood on the side of the bed (he was 100 pounds). The one cat we have left sometimes just charges, stops and looks and then is off running again, just as he did with the other two. I personally have dreamed about them, being in a place I don't recognize and playing with them and holding them. I do know I am visiting them on the other side. Thanks to you, Sylvia, I know I can visit them just about any time I want. I just ask my spirit guide to help me get to the other side to see my pets. We miss our animals very much. Losing three in less than six months is really rough and it was a lot of medicine giving and trips to the vets, cardiologists and oncologists for them and thousands of dollars. We wouldn't trade it for the world. Our pets visit us and we can visit them. Thanks to Sylvia, I know how easy it is to do that.

By Lori, Wednesday, September 17, 2008 08:24:41 PM
Hello Sylvia-I wanted to share this poem that I recieved when my boston terrier passed last year. I hope other people will embrace this poem that I would like to pass on and share--the poem some what helps with the grief of losing a beloved pet. By the edge of a wood, at the foot of a hill, is a lush, green meadow where time stands still. Where the friends of man and woman do run, when their time on earth is over and done. For here, between this world and the next, is a place where each beloved creature finds rest. On this golden land, they wait and they play, till the Rainbow Bridge they cross over one day. No more do they suffer, in pain or in sadness, for here they are whole, their lives filled with gladness. Their limbs are restored, their health renewed, their bodies have healed, with strength imbued. They romp through the grass, without even a care, until one day they start, and sniff at the air. All ears pricked forward, eyes dart front and back, then all of a sudden, one breaks from the pack. For just at that instant, their eyes have met, Together again, both person and pet. So they run to each other, these friends from long past, the time of their parting is over at last. The sadness they felt while they were apart, has turned into joy once more in each heart. They embrace with a love that will last forever, and then, side-by-side. they cross over…together. at Rainbow Bridge inspired by a Norse legend

By Elaine, Thursday, September 04, 2008 10:25:00 AM
I adopted my herding dog Ralph when my Siamese George was lonely 6 mo.s after Tommi the min-pin. died. George also had some kind of happy epiphany shortly after I got Ralph, when he looked up at me and ecstatically understood something profound about Ralph...Is he Tommi? I had dreamt twice about Tommi, once that she was okay with her quick death, and the other time was that she was still here, but asked her not to come back in my dreams because I was tired of waking up balling my eyes out. So, Ralph. He's here in the physics hall at my university right now as I type on the wireless. Ralph was not having fun readjusting to the city after the country, so I turned down the army job I was offered. Then, a little while later when I wanted it (as our agreement) the city office acted like jerks (just as in my dream of a year before), which got me doing the GRE and reapplying to grad. schools and now I'm going to the USA for a masters in physics! Now Ottawa assures me they can reinstae my job offer despite the city office's shenanigans, but I have other plans, and saw their true colours. My dream had me being treated badly by the army and winding up saving a black woman's baby, saying That's why I couldn't be there, because I had to be here. Anyway, I am convinced that Ralph was fixing up my future all along, leading me to grad. studies (physics technology showing our spiritual energy and communication being my intended research goal, eventually, when someone lets me) and keeping me out of the army. I also think I used to be a soldier, used to live in Israel, which is why I went back in this life to the familiar. About pets, I had a dream when an acquaintance's dog died and I wanted to say bye to him. I went to the neighbour's acreage and a man was there looking after all the dogs, all white dogs, on a grassy hill in the sunny breeze. I went to visit with my dog Ralph, but at a certain point I became worried because he wasn't going to stay there! The man said, "I put a blue collar (halter) on him so I would know which one he was," at which point I looked and saw him standing there, looking like his dead Shephard friend that I wanted to say good-bye to. The blue halter was a melding, like the dogs were, of my dog's blue collar and that dog's black halter. I couldn't tell which one was which, they looked so alike at that moment, and there was only one. I think that was dog heaven, and my dog and the dead dog were in black/brown colours still. The man was also rapelling up and down metal scaffolding in the middle of this field with the dogs. When I saw Ralph going up and down that was when I got scared. I'd love to hear your impressions of my purpose, although I think I'm finally on the right track. Elaine Morrison, Toronto, Canada "Event Field" will be published/available in 3-4 months.

By Heather, Wednesday, September 03, 2008 04:27:58 PM
Hello Sylvia, I know you must get so tired of all these questions. I think your so wonderful to do the work that you do and to be blessed with such a gift from God. I have one myself and I do apologize for being one in which asks these questions. My beloved wolf Karo passed on Christmas day 3 years ago, I had a dream that morning and she came to me unlike her earthly self, she was snow white, she was grey-white with a black stripe down her back to her tail. I know she was telling me that she was no longer in pain, I don't know what happened to her during the time that a co-worker had her as I had to give her up during my divorce as I had no place to keep her. He brought her to me and she looked fine then but as time passed she was loosing her hair like I have never seen before. I couln't get close to her as she smelled of death and I would get deathly sick, as I looked into her eyes I cried longing to love and hold her and to let her know how much I loved her and that I was so glad she was home with me. I would like to know what she had that made her pass on. I'm sure it was something connected with wolves but i'm just not sure. I do miss her so much. Thank you for your help, God Bless Heather

By LISA, Wednesday, September 03, 2008 03:16:39 PM
I lost my dog Levi last year. He just disappeared one day never to come home....i had gone to the local humane society and put all his info and pic there. i got a call 9months later and it came as a voicemail saying they thought they might have my dog...i tried to call the number back and there was no such number...i have heard nothing since then....is my precious Levi still alive or does he come to visit me in spirit? He came to me and my kids at a time of deep dispair over the split of my marriage and it tore my kids up really bad. This dog who was part pitt part alaskan husky was like an angel to us, then he was gone...is he alive? did he just wander off ? or does my lil angel come visit in spirit?

By Eddiline, Wednesday, September 03, 2008 11:21:09 AM
Hi Sylvia, I wanted to ask you a question about my dad. My dad die in West Africa when I was homeless with my child in the U.S.A. I want to know how did my father die, I have hear 3 differents story.I love my dad soo much and I missed him. My question is does my dad come to vist me from Africa in spirit? My grandmother also die about a year now, Is she with her son? Does He know that I miss him. I am only 22 years old and I have been though alot I just want to know that my children and I are going to OK.

By laurie, Thursday, August 21, 2008 11:37:35 PM
HI SYLVIA, JUST WANTED TO SAY HOW LUCKY WE QLL ARE THAT GOT GAVE US ANIMALS. I OULD NOT IMAGINE LIVING WITHOUT THEM. I LOOK FOWARD TO SEEING ALL OF MY MANY PETS AGAIN. THANKYOU AND GOD BLESS. LAURIE G.

By Wanda, Friday, August 15, 2008 12:18:01 AM
I adore my animals. I raise Nubian dairy goats and look forward to the baby kids each year in the spring time. I also have 3 indoor cats who take the place of grandchildren that I have never been able to see. I understand everything they try to tell me. Their love is unconditional and they try to help you when you are sick, by lying on you or cuddling up next to you. When they aren't up to par I do everything I can to make them well again, and so far I've done a good job. Taking care of animals is what I'm best at! There is no money in it, but a whole lot of joy and happiness.