Monday, December 16, 2013

Communicating with Animals

On the surface, this beautiful video is about about a limited subject: communicating with animals. (Sorry, the site now requires you to request an online screening of the video. You have to give an email address.  No doubt it was wildly popular).   Watching Anna, the animal communicator, I was inspired to think about communication more generally. What she's saying applies to communication with any living being.  

For example, when you communicate with an elderly person who is losing communications senses such as hearing or seeing, really you can't communicate if you're not also doing it on an intuitive level.  My dad is losing his hearing and sight, but at age 92 he is mentally fully alive.  For a person whose physical means of communication are being reduced sharply, the message of this video is very important. 

It's interesting that communication with animals is more about listening, than it is about saying something to the animal.  Anna, the animal communicator, speaks about the meditation which is communication with the core of life.

COMMUNICATING WITH MY CAT

Easier said than done.

A runaway cat is an emotional event in our household.  In America, who would worry about a full-grown cat disappearing into the night?  My Japanese neighbors talk as if it were immoral to leave a cat running free outside.  Most Japanese cats are strictly indoor cats.  Worse, my husband will have a fit.  Our cat is his substitution for a grandchild.

Last night I shut down communications with our one year old cat. She's a hunting cat, so she loves to run away and to hide.  She go cat got outside our fence. We are having a hard time training her to fit my image of the free roaming American cat the realities of Japanese urban life.  I was feeling physically sick for other reasons, so I gave up on wandering through the cold night air looking for her.  But I was thinking about the above video.  Could I communicate with our cat?



My husband came home and heard her crying. Everywhere he walked, he could hear the bell around her neck.  She had climbed the tree in back of her house and she was on top of the roof following him as he walked around the house below her.  But it was cold and 11 PM. She followed him to the edge of the roof near the pine tree in the picture, mewing.  He called out her name, and she had climbed out to the branch on the pine tree in the photo above.

She came to him, but when he offered his hands to bring her down, she withdrew.  So he had to forcefully pull her out of the tree.  At that point, her desire to come out of the cold and her instinct to flee and hide were in conflict.  Instinct won over desire.  It seems as if there was a limit to their communications.

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