My guide John & my friend Tarot

My most vivid and profound experience with John my spirit guide happened during a crisis. My dog, companion and friend Tarot whom I adored,  was in medical distress. She was vomiting, shaking, and panting. I scooped her in my arms, took her to my car and we raced to the Emergency Veterinary Clinic minutes away. Tears streaming down my face, and fear enveloped me, I started to frantically scream out loud.

I shouted at the top of my lungs, "Is Tarot going to like the veterinarian?"  I heard a quick response when a male voice replied, "Yes."  I thought, this can't be real, I had only heard my guide briefly, not like this, not this loud.  I yelled again "If you know so much, are they male or female?"  The voice responded, "He is male and you will both like him." We arrived, and met the male veterinarian, who was wonderfully gentle and kind. I  was in the hospital room with Tarot and the doctor was speaking to me as I continued my conversation in my head with John.  I asked, "If you know so much, what is wrong with her?"  John answered once again, "It's in her intestines, she will be okay."  Tests were run.  She needed surgery to remove a blockage in her intestines, just as John had said. She recovered over the next few months.

I will never forget how John jumped in during the crisis.  He still remains sarcastic and we don't have an ongoing dialogue as some people ask.  I don't discuss politics or have lengthy discussions with him about the other side.  I connect with him for small things, which I now find amusing, just to irritate him.  I'll ask him where are my car keys and he responds, "Seriously?".  I say, "Yeah, seriously."  John responds, "On your dresser."  I find them, hop in my car off to another adventure or just to get groceries, you never know with my crazy life.

This blog is dedicated to my loveable companion and deeply missed dog, Tarot Jan 5, 2004-Feb 10, 2014.
I hope you continue to follow me wherever I go in this life and the next.

All my love always,
Ursula

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