Reisa reassures a strange DoberMama while allowing a puppy to choose her. Her intense spiritual bond with and understanding of animals allows her to communicate without barriers, without fear.
Reisa's friend Buck sleeps by her car, and shows her his injured leg. She put out water for him until his leg healed. She does not feed wildlife. They come to her of their own free will.
Reisa is a traditional Ukrainian Animal Communicator with beloved clients on four continents.
At her birth, Reisa's psychic medium auntie in Ukraine gifted her with a lovingly embroidered cloth. It portrays Reisa in communion with a stag wearing a collar of flowers. This cloth connected her with her ancestors, and foretold her special gift with animals both tame and wild.
She has trained horses to national level, and has been a veterinary technician and wildlife rehabber. She is a lifelong animal rescuer. She rehabbed a terrified, starved bunny she found on the street, into Canada's first task-trained service rabbit. Reisa is the national record holder for petitions against horse slaughter, which petition she pursuaded her political representative to table in the House of Commons.
Animal communication is an ancient tradition. For thousands of years, people learned from listening to Nature. For Ukrainians, this was never forgotten. Every Christmas Eve, they prepare a 12 course vegetarian buffet, which they share with all their animals. Pets and livestock are thanked for their service. All Ukrainians who care to listen, will hear them speak.
As a child, you were probably able to hear them, too. Until you were told this wasn't "real." Reisa's baba (grandma) taught her to keep listening, keep honouring this sacred bond. Reisa is particularly gifted at hearing from pets in the spirit world, who long to reach out and speak with their loved ones. They want you to know when they're nearby. They want you to be at peace.
In these two videos of Reisa with deer, you can witness her auntie's prophecy fulfilled.
Nothing Gold Can Stay
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.~Robert Frost