Over The Rainbow: Chaka's Legacy
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Below is a photo of my little dog Chaka who was my best friend and soul brother. He passed from this Earth plane on January 23, 2019. Although his passing left an empty place in my heart that cannot be filled, his death and the events that led up to it left a bread crumb trail to a gift. The gift is clarity of a mission and purpose that I MUST fulfill.
For those of you who don't know me (and for some of you that do), I am a healer, intuitive, empath and evolutionary astrologer. I have clairvoyant, clairaudient and clairsentient abilities. I often have prophetic dreams. I have had a powerful connection to animals and nature ever since I was a little girl. Some would call me a Shaman...
The story is long about the bread crumb trail, actually. And it has to do with death...as a child and young woman I never really allowed myself to be acquainted or comfortable with it. Until my brother Michael passed unexpectedly in 1995 at the age of 45. It was the first time I was in the presence of a soul crossing the bridge to the other side.
Fast forward to 2008. I had become acquainted with a group of people who had a reputation for partying a bit too much. On June 13th, 2008, we made plans to camp at a local reservoir for Father's Day. That night I remember feeling uncomfortable with the alcohol use and went to bed. The next morning, I felt my gut tell me no to go out on the boats to an island, but I went anyway. There were lots of children in tow, including a 4 year old boy, the son of one of the boat owners.
There are a lot more details to this story, but better left out for now. What happened that afternoon was an event that I would call my shamanic initiation to being a deathwalker or "death doula". We lost track of that little 4 year old boy who wasn't wearing a life jacket. And he drowned that day. The scene was beyond horrific, beyond chaotic. I held his mother and older sister in my arms while they were in sheer shock, grief and terror. Later that night I became nauseous beyond belief and vomited for hours. The energy I absorbed as an empath was being discharged in the only way my body and soul knew...
Since that day I have been in the presence of many souls who made the transition from this life to the next, both human and animal. I have been granted the ability to have prophetic, symbolic dreams of the event to come. This includes my own Mother who came to me in a dream about a month prior to her passing, symbolically asking me if I would help her "cross over". And in the end, not two minutes after everyone else left the room, she did...with me beside her. She taught me that birth and death are just one big circle.
I have also been granted the gift of owl medicine. That is, owls make their appearance to me whenever there is a message for me from "beyond the veil". And that is what happened five days before Chaka fell gravely ill. A pair of Great Horned Owls were swooping through the sky, calling to each other that night. And while I was watching from the deck, the male flew right over my head and landed in a tree beside my home.
Chaka had two gran mal seizures on January 2nd. On my drive home from the veterinarian's office I was lost in my thoughts and grief. But then I had an epiphany...someone needs to attend to those who are losing or have lost a dear pet. And I realized Chaka's illness (and imminent death) along with the owl visitation had a message for me...they were lighting the path to my true purpose as a healer.
To be an "end of life" doula for both humans and animals.
I am grateful to have been shown the way. And just for verification, Chaka came to me in a dream 3 days before his death...walking uphill and down with me, and running ahead to cross a bridge...and another 5 days after his death where he and I were with my beloved brother Michael...wagging his tail and happy to see me. It is an honor to pick up this mission as Chaka's Legacy.
I am asking for your kind donations so I can attend an end of life Doula training with the private non-profit International End of Life Doula Association (INELDA) https://www.inelda.org in Portland OR, March 15-18, 2019. My financial situation has been stretched beyond limits for months, and I need your help. This training will lend credibility by way of certification, and will allow me to collaborate with hospitals, hospice organizations and veterinarians with confidence.
My goal is to raise $2,000.00 by March 1st. $750.00 is for the doula training, $325.00 for the business class immediately following. The remaining $925.00 would be used for travel and lodging expenses, although I have set my intention to attend no matter what. Southwest Airlines Rapid Rewards points took care of the flight from Sacramento to Portland so far :)
Any excess donations would be used towards business expenses to get my practice off the ground. Ultimately my goal is to set up a scholarship fund for those who cannot afford the death doula service. I also have a vision to teach others who are called to do this work.
Thank you for your patience in reading mine and Chaka's story. His tail would be wagging, and he would be giving you lots of healing kisses (licks) for sure. We will be forever grateful for your help to carry out this work that the world so desperately needs...death as a conscious process with grace, dignity, love, compassion, celebration and peace. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts...we love you.
For those of you who don't know me (and for some of you that do), I am a healer, intuitive, empath and evolutionary astrologer. I have clairvoyant, clairaudient and clairsentient abilities. I often have prophetic dreams. I have had a powerful connection to animals and nature ever since I was a little girl. Some would call me a Shaman...
The story is long about the bread crumb trail, actually. And it has to do with death...as a child and young woman I never really allowed myself to be acquainted or comfortable with it. Until my brother Michael passed unexpectedly in 1995 at the age of 45. It was the first time I was in the presence of a soul crossing the bridge to the other side.
Fast forward to 2008. I had become acquainted with a group of people who had a reputation for partying a bit too much. On June 13th, 2008, we made plans to camp at a local reservoir for Father's Day. That night I remember feeling uncomfortable with the alcohol use and went to bed. The next morning, I felt my gut tell me no to go out on the boats to an island, but I went anyway. There were lots of children in tow, including a 4 year old boy, the son of one of the boat owners.
There are a lot more details to this story, but better left out for now. What happened that afternoon was an event that I would call my shamanic initiation to being a deathwalker or "death doula". We lost track of that little 4 year old boy who wasn't wearing a life jacket. And he drowned that day. The scene was beyond horrific, beyond chaotic. I held his mother and older sister in my arms while they were in sheer shock, grief and terror. Later that night I became nauseous beyond belief and vomited for hours. The energy I absorbed as an empath was being discharged in the only way my body and soul knew...
Since that day I have been in the presence of many souls who made the transition from this life to the next, both human and animal. I have been granted the ability to have prophetic, symbolic dreams of the event to come. This includes my own Mother who came to me in a dream about a month prior to her passing, symbolically asking me if I would help her "cross over". And in the end, not two minutes after everyone else left the room, she did...with me beside her. She taught me that birth and death are just one big circle.
I have also been granted the gift of owl medicine. That is, owls make their appearance to me whenever there is a message for me from "beyond the veil". And that is what happened five days before Chaka fell gravely ill. A pair of Great Horned Owls were swooping through the sky, calling to each other that night. And while I was watching from the deck, the male flew right over my head and landed in a tree beside my home.
Chaka had two gran mal seizures on January 2nd. On my drive home from the veterinarian's office I was lost in my thoughts and grief. But then I had an epiphany...someone needs to attend to those who are losing or have lost a dear pet. And I realized Chaka's illness (and imminent death) along with the owl visitation had a message for me...they were lighting the path to my true purpose as a healer.
To be an "end of life" doula for both humans and animals.
I am grateful to have been shown the way. And just for verification, Chaka came to me in a dream 3 days before his death...walking uphill and down with me, and running ahead to cross a bridge...and another 5 days after his death where he and I were with my beloved brother Michael...wagging his tail and happy to see me. It is an honor to pick up this mission as Chaka's Legacy.
I am asking for your kind donations so I can attend an end of life Doula training with the private non-profit International End of Life Doula Association (INELDA) https://www.inelda.org in Portland OR, March 15-18, 2019. My financial situation has been stretched beyond limits for months, and I need your help. This training will lend credibility by way of certification, and will allow me to collaborate with hospitals, hospice organizations and veterinarians with confidence.
My goal is to raise $2,000.00 by March 1st. $750.00 is for the doula training, $325.00 for the business class immediately following. The remaining $925.00 would be used for travel and lodging expenses, although I have set my intention to attend no matter what. Southwest Airlines Rapid Rewards points took care of the flight from Sacramento to Portland so far :)
Any excess donations would be used towards business expenses to get my practice off the ground. Ultimately my goal is to set up a scholarship fund for those who cannot afford the death doula service. I also have a vision to teach others who are called to do this work.
Thank you for your patience in reading mine and Chaka's story. His tail would be wagging, and he would be giving you lots of healing kisses (licks) for sure. We will be forever grateful for your help to carry out this work that the world so desperately needs...death as a conscious process with grace, dignity, love, compassion, celebration and peace. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts...we love you.
Organizer
Diane Swanson
Organizer
Sonora, CA