tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6687332317991077410.post1581785026451630920..comments2024-03-25T02:14:50.515-07:00Comments on Cora Ramos Blog: Spirit Dogs at Wounded KneeCorahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17513930284591250364noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6687332317991077410.post-36087777285073623762012-10-04T12:27:35.813-07:002012-10-04T12:27:35.813-07:00That is such a sweet story. I would loved to have ...That is such a sweet story. I would loved to have 'met' Buster. He sounds very evolved:)Corahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17513930284591250364noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6687332317991077410.post-91462784101634110872012-10-03T23:31:24.947-07:002012-10-03T23:31:24.947-07:00I loved this blog post. There are so many possibi...I loved this blog post. There are so many possibilities. I believe as the Native Americans do that animals can be spirit guides.<br /><br />i had a "watchcat" for years named Buster. He warned me of peeping toms and would-be intruders at a bungalow Buster and I shared when I was a single young lady. Later, after I married and became pregnant, he would curl up on my belly and purr. It made my baby and me very happy. After Cristian was born, Buster would stand guard outside his crib, always notifying me the second Cristian became restless in his sleep or awoke. We lived in a suite on the 12th floor of a hotel at the time, and my family told me they always knew when I was about to come home from work (the times varied and I took an elevator to the 12th floor). About 5 minutes before I arrived at the front door, Buster would walk into the entry, face the front door and meow.<br /><br />He purred on my tummy for my second baby, too, and Joseph's first word was "Bu-ter", as close as he could get to "Buster". Buster was a fixture in our homes until he became ill with air-borne feline herpes, of all things. We all cried like babies at his loss. He had seen me through two marriages, moves from California to Florida, back to California again and to Chicago, and nurtured my two sons. Oh waaaaa. i think I may cry again.marta chauséehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03220377163454979720noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6687332317991077410.post-33089696838015084382012-10-01T14:12:59.797-07:002012-10-01T14:12:59.797-07:00Oh, I don't think she took THEM as malevolent,...Oh, I don't think she took THEM as malevolent, just that SHE has a fear of big dogs and felt more that they were pushing her out with their presence. She has been around small dogs all her life, but big ones scare her.Corahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17513930284591250364noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6687332317991077410.post-49869421812192172392012-10-01T14:08:36.606-07:002012-10-01T14:08:36.606-07:00That is so great! To be around a bear (with cubs n...That is so great! To be around a bear (with cubs no less) and have her accept you, priceless. You must be a nature person.Corahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17513930284591250364noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6687332317991077410.post-222692618653765692012-10-01T14:06:41.064-07:002012-10-01T14:06:41.064-07:00Thanks, Sara, I totally agree that there is so muc...Thanks, Sara, I totally agree that there is so much we don't understand and shouldn't discount. <br /><br />As far as animals as "familiars", I don't have cats of my own (allergic to them) but I find many cats can easily communicate telepathically, and I would love to talk to an animal psychic about some of the dogs I've had:)Corahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17513930284591250364noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6687332317991077410.post-55419186691348645242012-10-01T13:57:18.725-07:002012-10-01T13:57:18.725-07:00In developing my own intuition, it took a long tim...In developing my own intuition, it took a long time of paying attention to those "insights" that come out of nowhere. Hard to know what is imagination and what is intuition without practice. Corahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17513930284591250364noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6687332317991077410.post-728909657666766942012-10-01T12:29:46.418-07:002012-10-01T12:29:46.418-07:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16972093914184880071noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6687332317991077410.post-20391452155437556002012-10-01T09:49:08.582-07:002012-10-01T09:49:08.582-07:00Spirits that is, not sprits. o_OSpirits that is, not sprits. o_Oelizabethfaishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04054541448639306878noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6687332317991077410.post-2475958651662431332012-10-01T09:48:33.618-07:002012-10-01T09:48:33.618-07:00Or...they might have appeared to you to let you kn...Or...they might have appeared to you to let you know you were safe, that they were protecting you and their territory. Sprits aren't always malevolent. ;-)elizabethfaishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04054541448639306878noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6687332317991077410.post-17820647564507659462012-10-01T07:09:50.483-07:002012-10-01T07:09:50.483-07:00What an intense experience. I suppose if you'r...What an intense experience. I suppose if you're going to visit a site like this, you're going to have an intense experience, but this is interesting.<br /><br />To answer the question, I've gotten the exact opposite from animals. The most memorable comes from when I used to live in the mountains. Female bears often keep to a one mile radius while the males wander. I was one of the only houses that lived in the one mile radius of a mother with cubs. I saw her all the time on my daily hikes, but I never felt anything but welcomed by her. I'd look into her eyes and she'd look into mine and we'd both move on. Of course, I never approached the cubs.John Brantinghamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09355349090930672315noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6687332317991077410.post-10025423078593588522012-09-30T16:38:09.909-07:002012-09-30T16:38:09.909-07:00Fascinating. I have no doubt that she saw those do...Fascinating. I have no doubt that she saw those dogs and that they were the sign she believed them to be. I often feel like I get signs but I'm not sure that an animal has ever been the source of the sign. And when I get a sign, I do take it seriously. There is so much that we don't understand and shouldn't discount simply because we don't know if it is real or true.<br /><br />BTW, I love this type of blog post!Sara Walpert Fosterhttp://www.sarawalpertfoster.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6687332317991077410.post-33109831770467415532012-09-30T14:57:06.376-07:002012-09-30T14:57:06.376-07:00That was definitely a story that could go in a boo...That was definitely a story that could go in a book. I've had gut feelings about things before, but I don't recall a warning like your niece had. Very interesting! Sometimes it's really difficult to pay attention to our intuition because it doesn't always make sense.Marjahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09528164359512905392noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6687332317991077410.post-27925960787837697872012-09-30T14:26:42.729-07:002012-09-30T14:26:42.729-07:00That is a creepy cool story! Thanks for sharing ...That is a creepy cool story! Thanks for sharing it.William Doonanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07540517192121681243noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6687332317991077410.post-42143915670669448662012-09-30T11:36:50.479-07:002012-09-30T11:36:50.479-07:00Oh, I definitely listen to those intuitive feeling...Oh, I definitely listen to those intuitive feelings of danger--saved me more than once. I never discount them. I work hard at trying to hone the intuition in my writing as well.Corahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17513930284591250364noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6687332317991077410.post-16437629970813568182012-09-30T11:34:17.333-07:002012-09-30T11:34:17.333-07:00Interesting, a bloodhound. Like the Hound of the B...Interesting, a bloodhound. Like the Hound of the Baskerville's? Is this a novel in progress?Corahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17513930284591250364noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6687332317991077410.post-27801245981288379832012-09-30T10:54:58.823-07:002012-09-30T10:54:58.823-07:00Wow, that gave me the shivers. I think Marcy's...Wow, that gave me the shivers. I think Marcy's assessment of the dogs getting her to leave the area because of danger is probably close to what was going on. I think when we allow ourselves to tune in and really listen to our intuition, the messages come through, sometimes in interesting ways like with the dogs. There have been times when I've narrowly escaped personal harm because I had a bad feeling about something and listened to that instead of ignoring it. Tami Claytonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13270751386180642544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6687332317991077410.post-14321022826498358032012-09-30T09:26:55.996-07:002012-09-30T09:26:55.996-07:00Cool story, Cora.
Before I started working on a ...Cool story, Cora. <br /><br />Before I started working on a character sketch for my heroine in my paranormal, Homecoming, I first decided on her pet. It was important to me to have an animal conduit for the psychic activity. I settled on an aging bloodhound.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com