I don't want to brag, but I know the Dolphin Ambassador. It's true. She is a self-described "vehicle for the energy and consciousness of dolphins." She offers classes and individual healing sessions in which "pod mind" is experienced. She teaches people "how to be in conscious co-creatorship with the dolphins to enhance their daily life."
It is also possible to experience Dolphin Energy Sessions by phone. Another offering is the Deep Dive Series, which consists of 10 sessions at $600 per session. ("The dolphins recommend a minimum of 10 sessions to experience maximum benefits from their energy.")
I asked her how it was possible to swim with dolphins as she lives in Sedona, Arizona, which, the last time I looked, was landlocked.
She said, "It isn't necessary to swim with them. I am their Ambassador."
Oh.
"Weddings with dolphin love & joy" are also available, as well as aromatherapy sessions and speaking engagements. My favorite product in the line is Dolphin Heart Essence. "Formulated by the dolphins, this essential oil blend carries the frequency of the dolphin heart."
I picture dolphins in white coats working in their lab down in Davy Jones' Locker. And I clutch my purse strings very tightly lest "the dolphins" decide to divest me of my cash by hypnosis or psychokinesis.
When I was a child, my family owned a 34 foot cabin cruiser on which we took long vacations. On one such trip between Long Island, NY, and Nantucket Island, MA, a hurricane came up on Block Island Sound. The boat was pitching and being tossed upside down for hours in the dark.
I was in the cabin below deck, nose pressed to a small round porthole, from which I had an excellent view of the insides of waves. My parents were unable to read their charts, and it didn't look good for my family.
Suddenly, two dolphins appeared by the bow of our boat. My father had the good sense to follow them, and they led us through the stormy seas into port at Nantucket. We tied up between two commercial fishing boats, driven into shore several days early by the ferocity of the storm, which had come up with no warning. The fishermen gave my parents fresh scallops, which my mother cooked in our tiny galley for them and our family.
Dolphins are, indeed, magnificent and highly intelligent, magical animals. I wonder how they feel about being exploited in a get-rich-quick scheme that does not benefit their species, or any species but the one called Charlatan.
