Over the years and especially at the close of 2019, many folks in my practice and close friends have lost their animal companions, or did they? I make it a point when I work with clients to leave my experience aside. However, at the end of 2019 I found it impossible not to share this personal experience. Many of my friends already know this incredible story, some of which have shared hands on with me.
His name was Sweet Dreams Lozito, a 16 year old, handsome thoroughbred that showed up in a barn off the shore of Jamaica Bay, in Brooklyn, New York. For me, he was the dream of this lifetime realized. In his physical form, he influenced all who were lucky enough to cross his path.
Sweet Dreams taught me how to communicate with animals; he led me to homeopathic medicine. He opened my heart and showed me what love and closeness and partnership was all about. He forced me to use my voice, something I could not do in my early years. Most importantly, he taught me about death. His death opened the floodgates to immense grief I held in my heart, most of which I could only feel and never explain. The day of his death, I thought my life was over. I numbed myself to the depths of sadness I felt in order to get through each day. Little did I know, it was the doorway to expansion that was beyond what I could see in those moments and days and months following his passing.
About five years after his death, he communicated to me that I needed to leave NY immediately. At the time, I was completing my four-year long courses in Homeopathic Medicine. Sweetie was strongly suggesting I move west, that is to say, start packing and move now. I must qualify to the accuracy of Sweetie’s guidance prior to this moment. He never missed. I built such trust in anything he would say, because it always proved to be correct information on any topic.
I was complaining that I needed to wait but he said if I wait then I would not do it. I gave him a hard time but he was adamant, and I listened.
He did not specify which state in the west, but I chose Arizona because it is somewhat friendly to holistic medicine. I wanted to create a homeopathic practice along with my animal communication for the future of my work.
I would like to add that at emotional times like these, when receiving information telepathically; it is often the case to elicit help from others. When we are in the thick of our circumstances, sometimes it is difficult to navigate clearly.
I rented a home high in the mountains of Arizona. I had been living in NYC, a town with six million people and now I was moving to a spot on a mountain which consisted of just a couple of neighbors and myself. As beautiful as it was, I was terrified. Before arriving at the new home that I rented, I had asked a friend to please help find someone who could clean the house prior to my move. The windows were of special concern. Something about clean windows was always a thing for me. In hindsight, I suspect it is about seeing the truth clearly.
The day came when I was moving into my new place. It was a snowy December day in the high desert mountains; the moving truck was slipping and sliding its way up my driveway. Stress was in the air all around me. Elizabeth, the woman who prepared the place for me was with me for move-in day. She saw that I was over the edge and said, “Donna, come here in the spare room. I want to show you something.” I thought she was crazy. “Elizabeth,” I said, “I can’t come in there now, the truck is here, and the guys need some assistance.” She insisted. I came in the room and she was pointing to the window. She said, “Do you see this?
As I got closer, I saw what looked like smudges on the window. I thought she was concerned that I might be upset because that window was not clean. She grabbed my arm and said, “Do you see this?” I said “Ah yes, a bit of smudge, not to worry, it’s not a problem.” She said, “No, I mean this image.”
She explained that she cleaned the window nine times until she heard a voice say, “Stop cleaning this window. I am Sweetie and this is my friend Dusty, and we are here for Donna.”
She explained she was so stunned that she screamed. She was wise enough to take a photo before she ran of the house. She went straight to Christina, the woman who referred her to me. She told Christina what happened and asked, “Who is Sweetie?” Christina replied, “Oh, Sweetie is Donna’s beloved horse who passed away a few years back.”
It was clear that Sweeties’ spirit was on the window with his dear friend Dusty. Dusty belonged to Sweetie’s massage therapist, when she was a kid. The day I left for my big move I, happened to be at the therapist’s home and saw a picture of Dusty on the wall. I said, “Francie, I never realized how much Sweetie and Dusty looked alike.” She replied, “Yes, I always felt that each time I would work on Sweetie.”
In all the communications with Sweetie, he never once told me or anyone else who communicated with him that he would imprint his spirit on the window of my new home if I followed his guidance. I made the move because I trusted him and our relationship. I knew in my heart that he would never ask me to move across the country if it were not in my best interest. This is particularly true because historically trust is a challenging topic for me in this lifetime. I learned to trust Sweetie while he was here in physical form. In retrospect, I see the reason for this. It was so that I would know trust him going forward when he left his body. He is my main spirit guide. I was lucky enough to meet my guide in the flesh.
Telepathic communication is it is a spirit-to-spirit energetic communication. We are communicating telepathically with the spirit of our beloved animals whether they are in their bodies or in spirit.
I experienced firsthand how Sweetie would take care of me when I was on his back. When we approached a jump that felt overwhelming, he would say, “Just hold on, I got this”. He would move to the left or the right to keep me balanced. He always showed up for me and I did the same for him.
I am certain that we each have a Sweet Dreams in our lives. It is that one being whether it be human or animal that no one could ever replace. While it may not an imprint on a window, it will show up in other ways. If you take the time to listen you might be amazed at what you will hear from our beloved animal companions in spirit.
Donna Lozito, CCH