One day I met Angel, a calico female, at the farm of a client. Her
owner, a breeder of miniature horses, owned many animals on her small
farm including many horses, several cats and a dog.
On my first visit to the farm I was called in to work on several of the
miniature horses. As I sat on a very small stool and applied a sound
healing treatment to first one and then a second miniature yearling, a
lovely calico perched herself above me on the beam of the stall's wall.
The cat waited patiently throughout the session. When I was finished,
she made her move.
As I got up to leave, Angel launched herself at my retreating shoulders.
To my great surprise I suddenly felt a fairly heavy weight land solidly
across my shoulders. The cat draped herself around my neck and refused
to leave. Clearly, she had enjoyed the horses' session and wanted one of
Earlier, while working on the young horses, Iíd noted which sound
intervals the cat had seemed to enjoy. Chuckling to myself, I carefully
reached for three particular tuning forks and applied them over my
shoulders to Angel.
After a few minutes of this very awkward application of sound therapy,
Angel changed her position and draped herself across one shoulder, front
to back, like a sack of flour. There she stayed, half asleep, while I
continued to work on several other horses.
On subsequent visits to the farm, Angel stayed
close to me, always insisting on her own treatment no matter who else I
was actually called in to work on. This included her owner's sessions.
Whenever the owner had an Acutonics session, Angel would sit on some
part of her body, purring, and waiting for the moment when I used the
tuning forks she liked best.
She was never disappointed.