Let’s Walk and Talk - Episode 1

“He is called Cuba” my mum told me, “and my friend is grateful if you

go for walks with him as she is not going outside at the moment.” It was

the beginning of Covid. I started talking with Cuba telepathically right

away, introduced myself and asked him directly if he would like to go

on walks with me. He said “yes” and looked very happy. “Anything else ?”

– “Just be punctual !” I promised to be on time, even though I later

ended up arriving around 5 – 10 minutes late for our morning walks –

it seems Cuba already knew my ways from the start. 

I didn’t know what to expect exactly, but when the door opened, 

I looked at the most beautiful, lovely and soulful dog I’ve ever seen. 

For me it was love at first sight. First, he just looked at me with a big smile,

and then he happily charged towards me. His person was surprised – she

said that Cuba seemed to treat me as if he knew me already. I didn’t tell

her that we had already started talking together earlier, telepathically. 

The walks with Cuba were a joy. Once we got used to each other, 

I felt that we were very connected and I was very happy to have made 

a new friend. We also made many friends on our walks around forest

and village, as Cuba smiled at the people, and many of them noticed

him and smiled back. 

Cuba felt quite tall as a being. When we walked together, he felt a lot

taller than me, almost 2 meters. I experienced him as a gentleman, very

courteous and funny too, and enjoying our walks together. I also sensed

his qualities of clarity and focus. We had many conversations on our

walks, and as well as talking about what he enjoys and what he would

like to do, I soon discovered that I could tell Cuba everything, discuss

interests and problems - and that he would always have good ideas.

One of the first things he taught me was not to look at him as “just a

dog” – that instead he felt like an equal. He said that if I treated him

like that, everything would work out fine. I struggled with that at first,

because I still had to guide him, tell him when to cross the road or

which direction to go. But I made an inner shift and decided to see him

as an equal, as a friend. I noticed that soon it was enough to nod in a

certain direction and tell him inwardly where I wanted to go.

Sometimes he looked at me when we got to a fork in the path – he

looked right into my eyes. A nod and a sign with my eyes was enough

for him to get the hint. I just remember the joy of being in a kind of

bubble with Cuba wherever we went. 

I realized that Cuba was a great mentor too. When I wanted to help a

friend, he told me clearly what to do and when, and how to overcome

difficulties. At every step or obstacle, we would discuss the options – and

I knew that Cuba would always come up with a good solution – often

something I hadn’t even considered. This was one of the times where I

knew clearly that the information was coming from someone other

than myself: because I had struggled to find a solution myself, but when

taking Cuba for a walk, things would become clear.