Finding things

I seem to have a theme of cases lately involving "finding things."
First, just to clarify, I consider finding animal cases to be pretty much the bottom of the barrel when it comes to animal communication clientele. I mean, no animal communicator with an established clientele really wants to subject themselves to such cases, right? You take a panicked human, a panicked lost animal, a million acres of possibilities, and then say "can you find my ?"
It just seems to be an impossible task, and too many times if you even do feel connected to the animal, there is no way to ever validate the information.
Well, apparently I have a lesson to learn, and it involves my own confidence in myself and in the universe.
The first case I got was a little jack russel cross that had gone missing from her home. Two weeks later she is still lost and I feel I have been completely useless in helping out with the case. When I try to connect with her I get. . .nothing. Like there is a big shroud over her whereabouts.
Now, there are several possible reasons for this, most possibly that she is perfectly in her journey and exactly where she is supposed to be, and my happy little human self is not meant to intervene (afterall, I'm not exactly God.)
However, you can imagine that this situation might be a little damaging to, if not my ego, at least my confidence in my abilities.
So enter three more cases to boost my confidence.
The first was a little dog who had gone missing from the backyard. I immediately connected with him and got that he had gotten into a vehicle (A white SUV) and been taken nearby to somebody's house. He was at the door just waiting to be let out. I advised the family to put up fliers and hopefully whoever took him would return him.
Two days later a white SUV pulled up in their driveway and pushed out the little dog before driving away.
Success!
The second case involved a rescue dog who had gotten away from her owner only a few days after meeting her. She had run away and was now hiding in the forrest, scared, and not allowing anyone to catch her. She had been in this situation for a week, and all attempts at catching her, including animal cages, bribes, and animal control, had failed.
I talked to this dog for an hour, helping her cope with her fear of people, reminding her of the good times she had experienced with human beings, and trying to walk with her in spirit. I envisioned that I was sitting in front of her, and when she was ready to walk up to me, she could practice building confidence being petted through me. I then told her I would walk with her to find people to help her. When I ended the session I tried to stay connected to her in spirit, and envisioned that she was walking into town.
A few hours later I received a phone call that she had been found and was with people.
Success!
The third case was unique. It was a horse owner whose horse had been tangled up in wire last year. They had never found the wire, and wondered if I could talk to the horse about where it was so they could find it and make sure no other horses got hurt on it.
"Sure, I can try that." I said.
Inside I was thinking: "Are you kidding??"
However, the horse gave me a very detailed tour of the pasture and told me the wire had been down by the "creek." I don't think your pasture has a creek, I told the horse. "A creek," he repeated. "A spring fed creek. Near a pond." I continued arguing with the horse due to my intuition which continually questioned the validity of a creek in the pasture. Finally the horse reframed saying it was in the "boggy bottoms." He specifically showed me a corner of the pasture, far away from the barn.
When I talked to the horse's owner, I asked tentatively: "Do you have a creek in the pasture?"
"Oh, yes," she said. "An irrigation ditch. It is close to the resevoir which is on the other side of the fence, and is continually running that time of year, so the pasture would have been really muddy in that area." She confirmed it was in the far area of the pasture, away from the barn.
Oh. Spring fed creek. Boggy bottom. Pond.
I get it.
Success, again.
So I suppose my guides are trying to teach me something.
As long as I walk I will continue striving to walk with them and learn what they are teaching.