I pet sit for extra money. I’m currently at a home with two dogs, two beta fish, and one parrot. This house is great. I’m sure it’s valued at/over a million dollars and there’s a pool. Problem is—I can’t settle. There is an overwhelming oppression, and I’m uncomfortable all of the time.
I’m pretty sure there’s a ghost, but I can’t locate it with any of my intuitive tools. I figure the ghost is super developed, strong, and way craftier than me. The dogs (& beta fish) are no problem. The bird, Max, is not helping things. (For parrot people, it’s an African Grey). The homeowners didn’t really tell me about the bird. “He’s no problem,” and “He gives me so much joy.” They didn’t mention the amount of poop to clear or that the bird has a ridiculously high-pitched whistle that is more like a shrill-scream. It goes off about 200 times a day, and the only tv in the house is mounted next to the cage. (I don’t watch a lot of tv at home, but I don’t have as many distractions in someone else’s house). There is no where to relax with Max.
Yesterday (day 3), Max was really acting out. He wouldn’t stay in his area but would fly down and walk around the house (dropping poop, here and there). He was shrill-screaming during my work meetings and was knocking his beak on a window intermittently for hours. I got Siri to play Deva Premal—hoping that Hindu chanting would calibrate his chakras. This morning, I saw Max had plucked out a bunch of its own feathers. Yikes.
Walking around the house, I’m talking to my guides about how stressed I am with this bird and this ghost and I’m wondering if someone from my local LoO group can come over and do a banishing ritual. Uggggg!
At the peak of a multi-day frustration, I see in my mind’s eye the energy of this ‘ghost’ and the energy of the bird merge. They are one and the same? Then, both energies seemed to dissipate like water evaporating and rising into the sky.
Sppphhhhheewww! I breathe in. I breathe out.
I suddenly understand what’s been happening. The little guy is stressed out! I feel empathy for this foot-high energy emitting substation. Poor Max!
Humans can be a lot like this. They walk around with a frenzy of energy, emitting whatever might seep out. Maybe on the outside, energy is easier to understand?
It’s not like I haven’t learned this lesson a hundred times. I know that other people’s stressors impact me, and that other people release uncomfortable energies like the way I toot wee bits of internal gastric pressure while walking around. Clearly, I needed a parrot to teach me this lesson in a subliminal kind of way. Now when humans emit a range of energies that distort mine, I’ll think of Max dropping poop from his perch. That’s definitely going to lighten my mood.