Can our deceased loved ones visit us as other animals, birds, insects and even reptiles – this applies to both deceased animals and human?
By Scotty Valadao – Animal Communicator, Canine Behaviourist
By Scotty Valadao – Animal Communicator, Canine Behaviourist
Can this really happen? Having had multiple experiences of this phenomena myself over the years, I have absolutely no doubt, plus, in readings from animals that have gone to Planet Heaven, they will very often show me a picture of a bird, animal or insect that makes absolutely no sense to me, but when given to the pets person it will resonate.
In this story I am going to tell you about my Mom, who has visited me countless times as a Red Billed Wood Hoopoe.
Living in South Africa for most of my life, I was an avid lover of birds, and of course had a big bird feeder that catered to all sorts of birds in my garden. My mom and I used to sit quietly in the garden having a cup of tea and comment on the variety of birds, and some of the incredible colours the birds had.
A particular favourite of mom and I was the Red Billed Wood Hoopoe, and really nobody could miss them, they always came in groups and noisily chattered away to one another in a high pitched giggly/cackle type call, often raising to a crescendo as the whole group joined in. They would eat their fill of fruit and other bits and pieces on offer, and scramble all over the Willow Tree close to the feeder, pecking under the bark to see if they could find a tasty insect or two, and often having a drink in our fish pond – they really were an absolute joy to watch, the only disappointment being that they never stayed for long.
When my Mom passed and the funeral was over, the following day, as I walked up the path to her flat to get her belongings , I heard what can only be described as shrieking. As I looked up to see what was making the racket, I saw a lone Red Billed Wood Hoopoe on top of a eucalyptus close by. I remember thinking casually, how strange it was to see just one of these magnificent birds by itself, but didn’t give it any more thought, I was full of grief and dreaded having to do the task ahead of me.
After taking the first load home to be sorted through, I went back to her flat to get the remainder of her belongings. Again, when I returned, I heard the shrieking, and once again the bird was in the same position.
I was alone at home with my youngest son who was about 10 years old at the time, and I wanted to get stuck in, and get this painful job over and done with. It is as an incredibly emotional experience as anybody that has had to do this for a loved one will know – each and every item brought back a memory and more tears would flow, and the pile of what to give away was really not making any progress in growing.
My son, came into the area where I was sorting, and said ‘Mom, I am sure that is Gandy out there making such a racket and trying to get your attention’ in a very casual manner, then promptly left and went about his own business. The name Gandy had stuck, as it was the way my eldest had referred to his Gran when he was small.
I was so engrossed in my memories that I had not even noticed there was a Red Billed Wood Hoopoe sitting, all by itself, on the bird feeder – the room I was sorting out mom’s belongings, overlooked the garden and bird feeder.
I stopped what I was doing, and really looked at the bird, and I suddenly got a strong feeling that he was right – was I losing my mind! Well, that bird sat on the bird feeder for several hours, occasionally popping over to the willow tree to forage, and on often making its noisy call.
This really was a gift of healing for me, as while I was sorting through Mom’s belongings, I started talking out loud to the bird, telling it how I was feeling, how I wish I had done things differently, how I wish we had picked up the cancer sooner, how much I loved her and how much I would miss her – in general, pouring out my heart to the bird – luckily I was alone, so there was nobody around who would think I had lost my marbles!
I sorted out Mom’s belonging over the weekend, and on Monday, armed with all the cleaning equipment I could muster, I made my way back to her flat to ensure it was absolutely sparkling and as ‘spick and span’ as my mom would have said, and what she would have wanted. Surprise, surprise, guess who was waiting at the top of the eucalyptus for me!
Over the ensuing 27 odd years, the Red Billed Wood Hoopoe has visited me by itself umpteen times, but never again, has it stayed for such a long time. The norm would be that the bird would settle close to where I was, or fly relatively close to my head, and would cackle loudly. I came to realize that this would always be a sign of a future positive event or celebration of some sort, about which I had no knowledge.
As was explained to me by dogs that have already crossed over and my Guides, this amazing phenomena occurs when an animal, bird, reptile, or insect, gives permission for the departed Soul to occupy its body for a brief period of time (very often just a few minutes), in order for the departed Soul to show those left behind that it is still around them.
Once the pets person realizes this, it is of enormous help through the grieving process to realize that their beloved fur baby has actually not left them, and will never leave them – it is just on Planet Heaven and is now only a Soul - no longer a Soul having a human journey. For myself, and from friends and clients, the body that is occupied, is very often one that would have meaning to the person left behind. An example of this may be that I am shown a picture of a Dove that comes to sit on a windowsill and appears to be looking right at the dog’s person, or that the dogs person will keep on seeing a bird several times over a few days, or a butterfly may land on their hand. These are often subtle signs, but if we are aware that instances such as this can happen, then we will be more likely to notice them.
I would love to tell you the amazing story of Crow, but we will leave this one until another day.
God Bless You, and make sure that all your loved one’s (human and animal) know they are so very loved by you, while they are still with us on Planet Earth, and love yourself as well – you are more than worth it!
In this story I am going to tell you about my Mom, who has visited me countless times as a Red Billed Wood Hoopoe.
Living in South Africa for most of my life, I was an avid lover of birds, and of course had a big bird feeder that catered to all sorts of birds in my garden. My mom and I used to sit quietly in the garden having a cup of tea and comment on the variety of birds, and some of the incredible colours the birds had.
A particular favourite of mom and I was the Red Billed Wood Hoopoe, and really nobody could miss them, they always came in groups and noisily chattered away to one another in a high pitched giggly/cackle type call, often raising to a crescendo as the whole group joined in. They would eat their fill of fruit and other bits and pieces on offer, and scramble all over the Willow Tree close to the feeder, pecking under the bark to see if they could find a tasty insect or two, and often having a drink in our fish pond – they really were an absolute joy to watch, the only disappointment being that they never stayed for long.
When my Mom passed and the funeral was over, the following day, as I walked up the path to her flat to get her belongings , I heard what can only be described as shrieking. As I looked up to see what was making the racket, I saw a lone Red Billed Wood Hoopoe on top of a eucalyptus close by. I remember thinking casually, how strange it was to see just one of these magnificent birds by itself, but didn’t give it any more thought, I was full of grief and dreaded having to do the task ahead of me.
After taking the first load home to be sorted through, I went back to her flat to get the remainder of her belongings. Again, when I returned, I heard the shrieking, and once again the bird was in the same position.
I was alone at home with my youngest son who was about 10 years old at the time, and I wanted to get stuck in, and get this painful job over and done with. It is as an incredibly emotional experience as anybody that has had to do this for a loved one will know – each and every item brought back a memory and more tears would flow, and the pile of what to give away was really not making any progress in growing.
My son, came into the area where I was sorting, and said ‘Mom, I am sure that is Gandy out there making such a racket and trying to get your attention’ in a very casual manner, then promptly left and went about his own business. The name Gandy had stuck, as it was the way my eldest had referred to his Gran when he was small.
I was so engrossed in my memories that I had not even noticed there was a Red Billed Wood Hoopoe sitting, all by itself, on the bird feeder – the room I was sorting out mom’s belongings, overlooked the garden and bird feeder.
I stopped what I was doing, and really looked at the bird, and I suddenly got a strong feeling that he was right – was I losing my mind! Well, that bird sat on the bird feeder for several hours, occasionally popping over to the willow tree to forage, and on often making its noisy call.
This really was a gift of healing for me, as while I was sorting through Mom’s belongings, I started talking out loud to the bird, telling it how I was feeling, how I wish I had done things differently, how I wish we had picked up the cancer sooner, how much I loved her and how much I would miss her – in general, pouring out my heart to the bird – luckily I was alone, so there was nobody around who would think I had lost my marbles!
I sorted out Mom’s belonging over the weekend, and on Monday, armed with all the cleaning equipment I could muster, I made my way back to her flat to ensure it was absolutely sparkling and as ‘spick and span’ as my mom would have said, and what she would have wanted. Surprise, surprise, guess who was waiting at the top of the eucalyptus for me!
Over the ensuing 27 odd years, the Red Billed Wood Hoopoe has visited me by itself umpteen times, but never again, has it stayed for such a long time. The norm would be that the bird would settle close to where I was, or fly relatively close to my head, and would cackle loudly. I came to realize that this would always be a sign of a future positive event or celebration of some sort, about which I had no knowledge.
As was explained to me by dogs that have already crossed over and my Guides, this amazing phenomena occurs when an animal, bird, reptile, or insect, gives permission for the departed Soul to occupy its body for a brief period of time (very often just a few minutes), in order for the departed Soul to show those left behind that it is still around them.
Once the pets person realizes this, it is of enormous help through the grieving process to realize that their beloved fur baby has actually not left them, and will never leave them – it is just on Planet Heaven and is now only a Soul - no longer a Soul having a human journey. For myself, and from friends and clients, the body that is occupied, is very often one that would have meaning to the person left behind. An example of this may be that I am shown a picture of a Dove that comes to sit on a windowsill and appears to be looking right at the dog’s person, or that the dogs person will keep on seeing a bird several times over a few days, or a butterfly may land on their hand. These are often subtle signs, but if we are aware that instances such as this can happen, then we will be more likely to notice them.
I would love to tell you the amazing story of Crow, but we will leave this one until another day.
God Bless You, and make sure that all your loved one’s (human and animal) know they are so very loved by you, while they are still with us on Planet Earth, and love yourself as well – you are more than worth it!