D is for Dog Daisies
I know, they’re a flower, but bear with me and I’ll explain.
During my pyschic awareness course at Holistic Wellbeing we were introduced to our spirit guide. Mine was a Franciscan Monk called Abraham who was to guide me with wisdom, and whose gift to me was a dog daisy, and that I was to think of them whenever I wanted to connect with his guidance.
During one of my many walks I decided to pick one or two flowers to press, something I’d not done since I was a kid! There were plenty on the Trans Pennine Trail and I found some dog daisies.
Well, walking down the trail and it’s very quiet, then out of nowhere this little dog comes running up to me, with the owner following behind. I stop and say hello to the pooch and walking opposite ways I hear the owner shout her name. Daisy. Well, you could have knocked me down with a feather. Needless to say I believe this was one of the many signs I’ve experienced during my pathway to learning how to communicate with animals.