During the night, a barking dog from a house across the way woke me out of my sleep. Even though I was still groggy, I immediately thought, “How can I help?” and started sending love, expecting him to stop barking and calm down. Instead, the dog increased his barking. This didn’t make sense. In the morning, I found out my husband did the same thing when he too woke up from the dog’s distress. So two of us were quietly sending love, hoping to help soothe the dog. This has happened before, and our response has always been the same: send love.
It seems like when the dog’s people aren’t home or he’s left outside, the dog panics. It’s understandable and hurts our hearts, but is also painful to hear for so long. We don’t know how to tell the people since we don’t know which house they live in (the sound reverberates through the forested backyard).
After some time passed, I asked God, “What’s happening?” because the dog was getting noisier. I was told by God long ago that love heals everything. That’s my expectation, intention, hope, and goal. I’m repeatedly surprised when changes don’t seem to take hold in the ways you’d logically look for when doing healing work or when being compassionate toward other beings.
I tried to psychically comfort the dog but he brushed it off. It was at this moment the Universe stepped in. They wanted me to understand (or my higher self/soul did) that everyone’s different, and that recognizing these things is important in the life of a healer, channel, psychic, empath, or even somewhat aware person. Instead of continuing to reason with the dog or give unsolicited solace, my brain took on a new tone. I was guided to say, a little matter-of-factly, “I’m sorry for your pain, but your pain is disturbing everyone else. Please find a different way to manage it.” This surprised me because it’s different than how I’d generally think of speaking to someone, but in the moment, it actually felt insightful and appropriate. A new lesson for me. 😊
The dog ignored this advice and said, “No. I want my people.” He had no concern for the neighborhood’s presence. I tried to explain that people were being awakened before they were supposed to be and would be tired because of the way he’s handling his emotions. He brushed it off.
Hmm, compassion made it worse!
The more pity or compassion I initially tried to offer, the more vocal he became. It was like, with this attention, he was giving himself permission to stand in his sadness or fear. I asked the Universe, “Is he in any actual danger here?” and they said, with a smile, “No.” He was simply verbalizing how he felt and didn’t want to be distracted from it. And if I then approached him with logic and the request he try to respect those around him, he shut me out.
It doesn’t occur to me too often that some beings intensify their behavior when given sympathy or attention. I (psychically) hear a lot of people laughing because they do know, but I’m spiritual in a way that I look for the good in others, try to see how they can rise above their circumstances or challenges to be their best selves (because I work really hard at this myself), and want to honor the beauty each of us carries. It stumps and sort of shocks me when I remember this is only one way to be, one part of life. There’s another part that says, “Recognize when your help isn’t needed and let this go.”
Sometimes when you give your focus to someone who’s not willing, able, or ready to change, rather than respond as you'd hoped — which is their being helped for the better — you give them a reason to continue reinforcing the way they see or experience their condition. Although it’s loving and kind to want to honor everyone by recognizing we all have pain and deserve help or another chance, perhaps viewing it through a different lens will sometimes help more — like giving them the opportunity to grow without “coddling” them (this is the word I often receive).
This was hard for me to hear! In my world, life doesn’t exist that way! But I realize I need to share the world with many, many others, and we all have different ways of progressing. Helping — and I know this was a short experience (well, the barking kept me up for a long time) — slowly seems to be replaced with allowing. The hard part is figuring out when to assist and when to stand back. Maybe others are just gifted with this awareness, but it’s a huge struggle for me.
I later asked the dog, “Did you need me last night?” He replied, “No, I just wanted to say how I felt…for a really, really long time.” LOL. Again, this contrasts the guidance God’s given me, which is that sometimes it’s enough to listen to someone, and then their healing takes place through that simple kindness.
I have no easy answer to this. It’s what happened and I’m sharing it since the dog brought me his energy and shared himself with me last night. I truly hope, for everyone’s sakes, he finds his peace. ❤️
P.S. The answer to the titled question, “When won’t love heal someone?” appears to be, “When they aren’t ready to let go of their pain.”
P.P.S. To reinforce this experience, I actually had a dream about it when I fell back asleep, where a human was used as my example. Okay, Universe. I’m paying attention to the lesson. 😊
© 8/18/16 by Angel-Rose Coen.
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