As many of you are aware (because I wrote four articles about it), last year I was mourning the loss of my cat Oliver. I never knew why our bond was so strong- especially because I hadn’t even known him the majority of his life- he was technically my boyfriend’s cat. But our connection was undeniable, and after my last ketamine session three days ago- I believe I finally understand why.
Let me preface this by informing you that my ketamine sessions have evolved into at home sessions where my roommate chaperones me. I take my vitals before and after my session and report them to my therapist, Aja. I also communicate to her how many milligrams of ketamine I took (via lozenge). Aja then reports this to Journey Clinical (the company she’s affiliated with who manages my ketamine prescription in addition to the medical side of things). I have now done enough sessions to know how I respond to ketamine, and therefore everyone involved feels comfortable with me doing at home treatments. Honestly, this is the way to go if you do the lozenges because not only are you in the comfort of your own space, but it’s a LOT cheaper. The bulk of the expenses associated with ketamine are from the licensed professional conducting the treatment.
That said, let me get to the real story…
Oliver passed six months ago and it’s still been difficult to accept that he’s gone. I keep his whiskers in a little bag and every night I press them against my heart and say “Till we meet again, buddy.” Though I certainly wasn’t expecting or seeking any further answers, that is precisely what I got during my last ketamine session. Let me provide some context- I had visited a psychic years ago just to see what it would be like. During that visit, the psychic said she connected with my dad who’d recently passed away, which directly correlates to the message I received during my ketamine session.
“Don’t you remember meeting with that psychic years ago? She said your dad (who had disowned me) came through asking if you’d be willing to hear him out, and he apologized for not being the dad you deserved. Remember how he then asked if he could continue to communicate with you after the session and you said yes? Well, soon thereafter you met Oliver- that was no coincidence. The bond you shared with Oliver was a do-over of sorts for your father. You opened the door and he jumped at the chance to do it right this time around. You were Oliver’s person from the moment he saw you- he had never been happier. He knew his days were limited, but he was going to make the most of them by spending as much time as possible with you.”
Sure enough, when it was Oliver’s time to go, he was on my lap, being caressed and cried over. When Dad died of a heart attack in 2021, he had been lying on his kitchen floor for days prior to being found. This time around there was no question how much we meant to one another- this time he wasn’t alone.
I know it sounds crazy, but those dots were connected in a way I never would’ve done, left to my devices. I believe that when I’m in this state during ketamine that I’m on a frequency which not only allows my spirit guides to better communicate with me, but it allows my higher self to come through. I don’t always get messages, but when I do, they are profound.
I realize that skeptics will balk at this- especially those who require scientific evidence, and that’s fine by me. I share stories like this because of the huge positive impact they have on me. We all have our own belief systems and our own paths to follow. Even for those who try ketamine therapy, each experience will be unique to the individual.
What I do know is that I cannot unsee the message that so clearly unfolded before me, and I wouldn’t want to even if I could. After all, the end result is that I finally got meaningful closure- in regards to both Oliver and my father. When you receive a gift like that, the delivery method is secondary to the gift itself, in my opinion:)