Cowboy Here is my story about Cowboy letting me know everything is fine even though he is no longer with me in the physical form.   Cowboy died on 12/31/11 with Carrie by very good friend and myself by his side. The day after he died I was sitting in my living room when I heard the truck pull up that would take him away to be cremated.  I couldn't imagine my life without him so I prayed to him that I was going to be okay without him in my life.  I opened my eyes and looked up at the ceiling and there were wings on the ceiling.  I took a picture because I figured no one would believe me and when my friend Carrie came over I showed her the picture and she said there is nothing in your house that would make wings on your ceiling.  Well, me being the type of person that needs more verification!  The following morning I went out to feed when it was very calm and still dark.  I closed up the hay barn and all of a sudden the wind came up and shook the door.  I got a little scared and asked who is there.   I stood in the wind for a while and finally figured out it was Cowboy.  That same day I asked Carrie if she felt something since she lives so close to me and she said yes she at first thought it was an earthquake.  I'm a believer now that Cowboy will always be around me even though it isn't in the form I am  use to. Karen, Lake County, CA [top]

Bear    Thank you so much for connecting with Bear.  We drove around the desert here in Cave Creek and listed to the tape again.  It really is healing to listen to it.  You are very gifted. You said things in the reading with Bear that no one could have known but Bear and us.  I just have to tell you this, if I told anyone else, they would think I was absolutely nuts!  You mentioned that as the hurt lessens, the spirit gets more playful . . . I put two English muffins in our toaster oven, and puts some dabs of butter on top.  When I took them out after they had toasted, one dab of butter melted  into the perfect shape of a heart, and on the other muffin, where the butter melted was a shape of Bear dog . . . !!  I showed Bill who was standing next to me and he agreed!  You can see why I would never tell anyone this, but it sure lightened things up a bit!  Susie - Cave Creek, AZ [top]

Lily and Tabby — The Painting Dear Marla, I want to thank you for the incredible reading you did for me this morning on the radio. I called about my cats who were obsessed with one particular painting. These two cats were part of a litter I fostered, after loosing my 18 year old Manx tabby. I couldn't believe it when you told me they sensed "grandma" through the painting. My mother painted it! I have always said how much my Mother would have loved these two and wished she could have seen them. Now I know she does. Dianne P. — Sebastopol, CA [top]

As usual, I took Buddy out for his before bed time walk and as we approached Vikki’s house I heard Amina start barking through the closed door.   This was strange because we walk this way every night and Amina has never done this before.  I stopped to check out the area. -  The lights were on, the trash cans were out and everything seemed fine.   She stopped barking so I decided all was well.   This took only a few seconds.   As Buddy and I started on our way, a wine bottle came flying over the fence and smashed onto the walkway where Buddy and I could have been had we not stopped to listen to Amina.    I told Vikki about this and she said that she and her daughter were watching TV at the time and thought it was very strange that Amina would start barking the way she did, and she also felt she was using a different kind of bark.   Like me, when Amina stopped, Vikki thought all was well. I truly believe that Amina sensed danger and was warning us.     Marge -  Santa Rosa, CA

Harley Thank you for Harley and cousin Cody's readings today! You were so right on! No one could have known that Harley came from my son in law and his friend who are prison guards at the Pendleton, Oregon Prison. Actually, Harley's mama's dad (prison guard) is in Iraq right now fighting the war. I always keep him posted on Harley, so I will get a message to him on this incredible reading! Also, you have no idea how many people I have told -that I thought my sister (in spirit) had a hand in getting Harley to me. I knew it, I could just feel it and you confirmed it. You are amazing! Thank you for sharing your talent. What a gift you have given me. [top]

Prince William "We had acquired our Thoroughbred stallion in May, not long after he finished racing and just knew he didn't like his "Registered" name, but nothing we came up with seemed right. We had another animal communicator speak with him and she said he wanted to be called William, and nothing but, because it was "royal" and spoke of how he felt about himself! A couple weeks later, a previously scheduled appointment with Marla came, and the first thing she said about him was he was very regal, "like Prince William"! Now, of all the royal names one could pull from history, she picked that one! I knew for sure we had connected with the right person. She went on to be very helpful in moving us through some difficult times with the humans in his life and I am very grateful to have had her insights and assistance. She is a wonderful, caring teacher, as well! Thanks, Marla!" Vikki B. — Mesa, AZ [top]

An Arizona client had just lost her German Shepard that had been a family member for 12 years. This dog was never allowed in the living room of the house...when they brought her remains home, they put the box in the living room. Over the next three weeks there were seven incidents when the alarm went off. They were getting billed each time for the alarm company to come and check it out. The women of the house finally suggested they move the ashes...you guessed it...no more alarms! And by the way, the motion detectors in the living room were going off! [top]

I just wanted to share my recent experience with my snake Arty, a Longnose, my boyfriend and I caught in the desert by our house. I could always feel the powerful energy he emitted from his cage and when I held him my hands were always so warm. Even though snakes don't blink or talk, sometimes I could look at him and see him blinking and talking to me with his mouth. (I am already crying because I love him so much.) Arty went 10 months without eating... I tried everything to get him to eat. The oddest part to me was that he was still growing, shedding, and didn't seem to loose any weight. I now understand that he was showing me the power of energy and how it can sustain us. Then about 4 weeks ago we discovered he liked lizards. He gobbled up the tastey lizard in second and I thought it would be smooth sailing from there. Then within about 2 weeks, after spitting up the 2nd lizard I fed him, he had ematiatted his body down to the bone. I knew he was dying. I had a session with my mentor Anne. She was able to confirm my intuition. She chanelled Arty who said, "For animals death isn't scary. We know what we are doing. I am deliberately shutting down my body so it is easier to shed. That is what death is like, shedding skin." I knew Arty wanted to work more closely with me in the spirit world. That night when I got home I went to Arty's cage, terrified he was already dead. I lifted his frail little body out that weighed maybe an ounce. I was cuddling him in my hands, praying to him, "Arty please help this be easy for me." (I have always had issues with death) While I was in a focused state of communication with him I felt a tingling sensation in my hands and the feeling of his spirit lifting out of his body. My eyes opened and I looked at his body. Sure enough he had just passed. He deliberatley waited until he was in my arms so that I could expeirence a different definition of death.   Ever since then my perception of critters and people has changed. I know see the spirit inside them more clearly. My communication with my animals has increased dramatically also. [top]

Penny I was doing a phone reading with Vickie about her Old English sheepdog Penny's excessive watchdog behaviors (tackling furniture and people to get to the door, also extreme barking with aggressive tendencies). Penny showed me a past life image of herself guarding a castle in Eastern Europe around the 1700's. A neighboring dog distracted her and while she temporarily abandoned her guard dog post, the castle was invaded. She took her job very seriously and felt a huge sense of failure and guilt. As I conveyed this scenario to her human mom, Penny sat up in a statuesque pose and growled while looking straight at the phone. Vickie and I both let Penny know that she was forgiven and in this life she need not be overly concerned about her guard dog duties. A couple of weeks later Vickie was watching a dog show on tv. The announcer introduced the Kuvasz breed and talked about their history as castle guardians in the early days of Hungary. Penny again sat up in her stately pose and growled at the tv and then looked back at Vickie and barked to confirm her past life and explain her watchful personality. [top]

Pancake, Heroine from Florida This very special Miniature Pincher named Pancake provided some awesome therapy for her human "Grandma" during her brief stay in a hospice facility. Grandma became terminally ill rather suddenly and Pancake seemed to sense it. She spread lots of extra love and joy during her hospice visits. At the time that Grandma was actually starting to cross over, Pancake wouldn't let anyone else other than "Mom" in the room. She became fierce and guarded the hospital bed while her energy was leaving her body. As soon as Grandma was gone, Pancake returned to her normal friendly self. A few months later Pancake saw her petite human "Mom" fall off of a very large horse named Rebel. The horse fell too and managed to roll over Mom gently in an attempt to stand up. Pancake was watching and became very upset. She kept crying and whining until she alerted "Dad" that something was wrong. When he came to the scene Pancake was once again quiet. [top]

Oatie Goatie Oatie recently passed on after 12 years as a household and backyard pet. I used to take him for walks at the beach and around town when he was young. I even took him to see Santa Claus for his first Christmas! It is always so hard to make those quality of life decisions and when I said goodbye to my "Fun Guy" I invited him to visit in my dreams and communicate with me at anytime. That first night after he was gone, I dreamt that he "made it" and called me on the phone to let me know that he was ok. In my dream I asked my husband, a bit of a skeptic, to verify that he heard what I heard. He did and was impressed that my goat could accomplish such a feat! Then one of the pet ducks that was raised with Oatie appeared and acted as his official greeter. When I awoke the following morning I had a message indicator on my cell phone. I called the voicemail and was alerted to one new message. As I played it, nothing could be heard but silent, heavy air. Blank messages do not get recorded on my system. There was no record of this call on the incoming phone list. Then it dawned on me, Oatie really did get through! Thanks for being you Oatie! Love — Marla [top]

Hellie the Chihuahua A very large dog trampled 1-year-old Hellie. Sustaining a severe head trauma, she was lying motionless with a blue tongue. Despite knowing that she must have died instantly, her human mom Janet was guided to pinch her nostrils, breathe into her mouth and apply slight pressure on her chest. In moments Hellie started to cry. She had come back! Janet calmly drove her to the nearest hospital, a half hour away, knowing that it went against all practicality given her condition. Hellie spent a week in the hospital and after some touch and go moments is now at home (thanks big time to the angels) rehabilitating with Reiki, Acupuncture, Chiropractic and tons of love and prayers. [top]