Chit-chat Wednesday - The Dolphin's Call

This post is because the beautiful and talented Stephanie from Owl in the Dark requested I write it after I left a comment on a post of hers. Here it is in its entirety because you asked, Little Owl!
Many years ago I was nursing in a very large and gothic hospital. Night shift was always my preferred hours as I enjoyed the night and having just one other person to work with. Every two hours we would do our rounds and the rest of the shift was spent pretty much trying not to fall asleep, huddled up in over-sized armchairs with a stack of magazines. 3.30 am to 4.30 was always the hardest. The patients and the world around us seemed to be in the deepest part of sleep, our blood pressure would drop, our minds seemed to consist of part dream state and partly wide-awake.
That was when I first started to hear the clicks. As in a dream, I knew what they were without knowing. Dolphin clicks. I was hearing dolphin sounds that seemed to talk to me with great enthusiasm.
The RN (registered nurse) with me didn't appear to hear them as she just kept reading her Australian Women's Weekly. I said nothing to her and I listened, night after night for several weeks.
Perhaps it seems far-fetched that I didn't question the clicks or my own sanity. I knew what they were but had no idea of why I was hearing them. I had no experience with dolphins and wasn't particularly into New Age dolphin mystical experiences.
Shortly afterwards I went to a New Age Shop to see if there was anything that could help explain it. The gypsy-looking woman there – all cleavage, flashing eyes and jewellery – showed me a course taking place in Perth (Western Australia) by a metaphysician named Stuart Wilde, a Warriors Wisdom course which involved walking on fire. I immediately signed up.
"You know that the course is held near Bunbury?" the gypsy woman said. "It's a great spot to swim with dolphins in the wild. Not as commercial as Monkey Mia."
I knew then that I was meant to travel to Bunbury and that my dolphins would be there. And so I travelled to Perth to walk on fire and then went to Bunbury.
I reached the shore near where the dolphins came. The only other person there was the woman who supervised the swim. I looked out to sea and noticed a group of fins approaching. I love the sea but I also fear and respect it and the sight of those fins filled me with a tentative fear. Were they sharks or dolphins?
"They're not sharks!" the supervisor called. "Swim out to them but don’t approach them! If they want you, they'll come to you!"
I was in the cold sea and the fins were coming towards me. It was an incredible feeling to see this intelligence approaching me that really did seem to have some knowledge of me being there.
I would love to say I was filled with joy and ecstasy but at this point I was afraid. I'm not the strongest swimmer and these dolphins were large and (gulp) could be sharks.
The largest one came towards me very fast. An electrical charge zapped from him and hit my body. I felt as if he had communicated or passed something onto me. To this day I can't explain it. I felt that this was the pod of dolphins who had called me during my long and lonely night shifts in the hospital. It filled me with a wild joy. I was crying when I left the water.
Since that encounter I have read more information on dolphins and other people have described that same bolt of electricity. Some were later found to have an undiagnosed tumour where the dolphin hit; others had their lives changed around dramatically.
I can't explain why I had that experience but it was a gift, a blessing by the dolphins. I have never heard their clicks since but I know they are out there. To me they are proof that when it comes to communication between the species we are far more linked than we might ever realise.
And that is the tale of the dolphins call

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