When my trainer first mentioned that I should meet with an animal communicator, I wasn’t sure what to think or feel. I pride myself on being open minded, but this was a stretch.That said, I was dealing with a dog with severe separation anxiety. If I didn’t resolve the issue, our future was bleak. I felt like it was a life or death situation and I was completely freaked out.
It was hard to be positive when I had been training her for 6 months already, and could only leave her alone for less than 20 minutes before she started destroying the house and injuring herself.
So what did I have to lose? My trainer spoke very highly of Maribeth, and told me success stories of other people who had worked with her, including herself. So why not?!
I told Maribeth I wanted to focus on both my dogs: Sakari, who had separation anxiety; and Rudy, my 16-year-old rat terrier who had been diagnosed with cancer 6 months earlier, and was given 6 months to live.
For skeptics like me, imagine how I felt when Maribeth indicated that Rudy was happy and healthy, with a very strong life energy. He wasn’t ready to go and he had a lot of life yet to live, she said. Part of me was happy and wanting to believe it, and part of me thought she was a little crazy. Fast forward 5 more months, and Rudy is still with me, feisty and happy as ever! Outliving every doctor’s prediction.
Where Sakari was concerned, I had been crating her since she hurt herself during one of her panic attacks. Both a certified behaviorist and my trainer recommended crating for her safety. Maribeth told me that she envisioned Sakari crawling toward her on her stomach, in a very dark place. I was horrified that my baby might feel this way. Maribeth didn’t think Sakari could handle confinement long-term. If we were to get through this, Sakari wanted more space.
Maribeth asked if I had any safety issues, as she was picking up on that. I immediately brushed it off with a defiant “No, everything is fine!” Two weeks later I realized the pervasive anxiety that moved through my own life; maybe that’s what Sakari was picking up on. One night I was having a bit of anxiety and couldn’t find Sakari. When I located her, she had her head under the bed in my bedroom. She was picking up on my anxiety!
I began working very hard on managing my own energy. I started meditating and being as conscientious as possible about my own anxiety and breathing. I made a conscious attempt to be calm, even if I wasn’t in the same room as Sakari. I am now convinced that she can pick up on my energy and these practices were key to her healing.
In response to the idea that Sakari didn’t want to be confined, I gave her access to a room upstairs, where she could look out a window. She loved it. Within weeks Sakari was improving rapidly, and within a few months I was leaving her home alone while I went to work.
Maribeth shared with Sakari that I was never going to leave her and she is safe with me.
Other people told me that separation anxiety was incurable, but we had overcome it! I am a believer that Maribeth has a precious gift. To this day, can I say what one thing caused us to overcome this terrible time? No, but I firmly believe that Maribeth had something to do with it.
Thank you, Maribeth, for sharing your gift and healing my family – Cathy H. & Sakari, Colorado