There’s a friend I adore, a healer, a practitioner, someone people turn to during times of distress. And yet the moment her own cats need her, everything she knows would slip right out of reach, as if love itself scrambled her intuition.

Every once in a while, my phone would glow with her name, sometimes late at nights. One of her cats had done something mysterious again: someone fought with someone, someone had the loosies, but which one?

And just like that she wouldn't be the confident practitioner anymore. Each time, I’d hear the tension in her breath, I’d guide her back. And I’d feel the shift when she remembered her own knowing.

Her voice steadied. Her intuition rose. Her clarity returned.

Eventually, I saw the pattern. We love our animal companions so fiercely that our intuition sometimes gets lost in the entanglement. Devotion makes us both tuned-in and overwhelmed.

And I know how many people go through this alone, without someone to call at 10 pm.

This story took me down a new path...

Somewhere in those late-night conversations, a truth took root:

There is a longing to feel more connected, more capable, more steady with the animals who mean everything to us.

When I started as a practitioner, I had no intention of creating courses of my own. But that is what I ended up doing.

...creating a set of courses for cat-people and dog-people, just like my friend. As I created them, I felt a mix of devotion and vulnerability. I could feel my teachers around me, and wondered if I was honoring them in my work. What emerged, was not a technique or a modality, but things that would often just come to me, when I worked with the animals. In many ways, it were these magnificient beings who are the actual creators.

And I am just passing on their collective wisdom.

They come from every moment I’ve said to my friends and my clients:

“You’re not imagining this. You can hear them. You’re closer than you think.”

So, here I am, announcing the birthing of "The Animal Intuitives"

After months of carrying this dream quietly, I finally get to open the first circle of something I love with my whole being.

It’s called The Animal Intuitives, and every time I say the name, something in me lifts.

It is:

• a gathering place for people who love their animals so deeply that understanding them feels like breathing
• a library of teachings for the moments when your heart wants guidance
• a living community for those who know their animals are speaking and want that conversation to come alive

The courses are gentle and self-paced.

But in January, I’m opening the first cohort - a small, intimate circle guided by me each week.

A place where:

• you get to practice without pressure;
• your intuition gets stronger simply because you’re not alone; and
• connection makes the learning deeper, softer, steadier.

And because this is the very first group, I’m offering founder pricing, a blessing, a gratitude offering, and a thank-you for shaping the foundation with me.

If your body is already leaning forward, reply to this email. We’ll talk, heart to heart, about joining.

And if you want to taste the work first, join my free workshop on December 15:

Animal Communication: How to Rise Above Confusion and Get Clear Messages

If you can’t attend live, I'll send you the recording.

From Sir Lancelot's Desk 🐾

And what's a newsletter without some feline wisdom.

Dearest Readers,

Winter has arrived, and the sunlight now strikes my cushion at the ideal angle for the sacred art of royal lounging.

Idee, however, has entered pre-launch squirrel frenzy mode, scurrying, muttering, obsessing over “content” with alarming intensity.

If she were a squirrel, I would handle this wisely: one elegant pounce, one polite ankle nip.

I applied this exact wisdom to Idee. I got yelled at. Gratitude flew out of the window.

Apparently, restoring balance through tactical ambushes is considered “disruptive.” Humans are delicate creatures.

So I have retreated to dignified observation.

One cannot hunt humans. One can only judge quietly and hope they rediscover the wisdom of stillness.

Yours in regal resignation,

Sir Lancelot

A Closing Thought

I’ll leave you with one of my favorite Star Trek reminders:

It’s what we do here, too. We explore our inner landscape. We explore the quiet language of our animal companions. We explore the places within us that still hold wisdom, softness, and ancient knowing.

So, dear reader, are you ready to level up for your animal companions? Be the intuitve, the communicator, the healer? Above all, be present?

Come join me as we begin this new adventure.
And yes… let’s boldly go where the ancient ones have wandered so many times before. (What can I say... Star Trek sneaks in everywhere.)

With love and a little wild magic,

Idee