- Listed: March 8, 2011 11:05 pm
by Kate Brenton
Kyla, my eleven year old mix-shepherd, had developed a rash upon her forepaws; she was gnawing them raw. She had also developed several cysts, an unbecoming one had just surfaced on her ear. She was aging. I had taken her to two vets. The first explained that Kyla was strong, but had a compromised system. She was given some Chinese herbs, an allergy sensitive diet, and a request for follow up in three weeks.
Three weeks came and went. The paws were still raw. I was told: She was older. There isn’t a one stop fix. It would take patience. I took her to a second veterinarian who was less helpful than the first. Time to take matters into my own hands, I thought.
A friend had suggested a detoxification protocol. I had done this particular program myself, albeit intense, it did clear up my parasites. Consequently, I gave her a few droppers full of the medicine over a few nights. Initially, she was fine, so I continued. One night, I placed the mixture on the ground to administer it to her. A mere motion. Suspended time. There would be a before and after, but I didn’t know that then.
Lapping up a larger dose, within forty minutes, Kyla was whimpering and shaking uncontrollably. Those brown eyes that had regarded me with such complete trust were begging for help. Tremors overtook her body. The simultaneously low and high pitched cry that came from her was painful to witness. I wrapped her in blankets at the foot of my bed, said a small prayer that this was a mere aberration and attempted to sleep.
In the morning, Kyla had not moved. Her eyes, exhausted and pleading, were outlined in a film of pain. She tried to get up with difficulty, her back legs not immediately receiving the synaptic message.
By night I had to carry her outside to go to the bathroom. Her body limp in my arms. I noticed that she no longer propped herself up when she went to the bathroom, but rather collapsed onto the ground. One of the largest cysts on her body had dissolved, the rash on her paws had diminished, but she still wasn’t eating and her vitality was dwindling.
The second morning, I had to carry her to her water bowl. Her body was hot to the touch; fever had consumer her. She no longer looked like she inhabited her body, but rather was tethered to it, waiting for release.
With despair setting in a miracle arrived, a Richard directed me to Kim Luchau for a Quantum Touch Healing session for Kyla. Kim called her husband, Mark, to help with this session, knowing his gift with animals.
The third morning, driving to the session, I peered through the rearview mirror and noticed Kyla had propped herself up for the first time in three days. When she met my gaze in the mirror, I felt her sharing her openness to this session. After we arrived, I carried Kyla from the car onto a quilt for Kim and Mark to work with her outside.
Kim and Mark reverently attuned their focus to Kyla, and even asked me to participate. They touched her along her spine and around her neck. Kyla accepted our touch. They began sweeping and breathing with Kyla’s clear opening to their loving touch. Kim reflected, “Within a short time I began hearing messages for Kate coming from Kyla. It was as if I was being asked to speak to Kate for Kyla.”
I can clearly remember the first words Kim spoke: “Kyla wants you to not worry. When it is her time to go. She wants you to know you will never be separate.”
Kyla lifted her head and looked right at me; I simultaneously received her look and started bawling. Kyla placed her head down, closed her eyes and relaxed into her healing. The floodgates opened.
“She has been with you since birth,” Kim shared. “She has been a spirit guide for you, but you couldn’t feel her, so she incarnated, so you would know and feel her.”
The depth of the love that Kim was confirming for me rocked my core. I always knew Kyla and I had a bond beyond comprehension, but to have that boundless, unconditional love confirmed outside of myself was humbling beyond words.
“She wants you to know, that she will make sure, you will always feel here.”
Kim continued, “Kyla has had a hard life, and you have loved her deeply, and she feels that. She wishes that you could receive the love she has to give you, as you so readily give to her.”
I felt the searing pain of truth.
“She says though,” Kim chuckled, “that you try and do the best you can.”
As the session continued, I noticed that Kyla was no longer tremoring. Kim and Mark continued breathing and sweeping, while also contacting and clearing the communication from Kyla’s cranial nerves to her sacrum. I could feel for the first time since she took the medicine her body was at ease; Kim remarked at one point that Kyla had shifted into processing her birth trauma.
“And I feel like she is choosing,” Kim continued.
“Yes,” I agreed. No more needed to be said. We would wait and see.
The session wound its way into a deep, peaceful place. Kim and Mark had graciously worked on Kyla for an hour. At the session’s end, Kyla’s eyes brightened and she looked lighter and more vital.
On the way home, a mere fifteen minutes after the session, I pulled the car over for Kyla to relieve herself. I already noticed a difference in her stance. She even walked over to guinea grass and started to chew. I couldn’t believe my eyes: I hadn’t seen her chew in almost four days.
Later in the afternoon, I realized Kyla was no longer hot. Her fever was gone. When I carried her down the steps outside, it struck me: her body was heavier. I started to cry because I realized Kyla had chosen to stay.
Over the next five days, Kyla received a series of acupuncture sessions from Alaya DeNoyelles. It is my belief, that the QT session served as the crossroads of Kyla’s spirit. Each day after that session, I literally watched Kyla’s spirit pour back into form. Two days after the session, she was eating meager amounts. Four days after the session, she was eating rice and broth and could walk on her own for fifteen minutes, as we strolled a few yards down from my house and back. On the fifth day, she wagged her tail; a sight I thought I would never see again. Within seven days after, her full appetite had returned, all of her systems were functioning with normalcy, seventy-five percent of her cysts were gone, her rash was gone and the skin of her forepaws was healthy, and we were back to taking our daily forty-five minute walks along Kauai’s Kealia beach. Everyone who saw her was in awe. I have never witnessed the miracle of love the way I watched my dog re-incarnate. The healing and the messaging that we shared has altered me in more ways than I can describe, and it has granted Kyla her life back.
Kate is inspired living on the magical island of Kauai: teaching writing, sharing craniosacral therapy, and traipsing around with her faithful companion, Kyla. Read more of Kate’s writing or visit www.wisdomofone.com
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