From as far back as I can remember, I’ve always loved animals. I’ve grown up with animals – from pet cats and dogs, to chickens, ducks, goats, sheep, cows and horses.
Each and every animal, including all 12 chickens had a name. I loved every single one of them and I fought for every single one of them.
When a chicken became ill, I would sneak it into my bedroom and tend to it during the night. When my pet goat was bitten by a snake and became paralysed, I built a harness and taught her to use her legs again. When my favourite cow was headed for the freezer, I vowed I would never eat meat again – that was over 20 years ago and I’ve stuck to my word.
When I was 12 years old I read an article about animal cruelty and decided to use my pocket money to join Greenpeace. I dreamed of one day sailing on the Rainbow Warrior and putting myself between the Japanese whaling ships and those beautiful, majestic creatures of the sea.
I always felt for animals (of all shapes and sizes) because they didn’t have a voice. They couldn’t defend themselves, so I made it my mission to defend them. I was always a fairly quiet, shy girl, but if I ever saw an animal being mistreated, I would find my voice and it was loud.
Animals have continued to play a part in my life and when I started studying shamanism almost 2 years ago, I developed a very different relationship with them. Instead of trying to give animals a voice, the animals I met during shamanic journeys (spirit animals), were giving me a voice.
At a time when I was questioning my life purpose and struggling to understand who I was (amidst motherhood), I developed a special friendship with 2 animal spirits – Lion and Eagle. These animals helped me make sense of the areas of my life I was struggling with and they bought me the powers I had lost – courage, wisdom and perspective.
During my third pregnancy, Lion became my ally. When I felt abandoned by my family and even my actual doctor, Lion stepped in. When I went into labour, I embodied Lion’s strength, courage and power and I birthed my son without the help of any doctor or midwife.
When I birthed my son, I birthed my soul work – teaching children how to reconnect to their power animals.
It’s funny, when I was little I always said I wanted to work with animals but after doing work experience in a local vet clinic during school, I abandoned my dream, feeling I was too emotionally attached to really help sick and injured animals. Instead I studied primary education, however I never felt truly aligned with teaching.
I can now see the part the divine played in all of this – from the time spent with animals as a child, the years of working with children, and the struggles of early motherhood. All of my life experiences and the lessons I’ve been forced to learn, led me on a journey into shamanism and through shamanism, I found my animals again!