You're Invited to my Ukrainian Party!

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Smachnoho i Slava Ukraina!
Eat good food and long live Ukraine!

Raisa Stone
Animal Communicator and Author
www.reisastone.com

Pet Healing Ceremony

 

You're invited to a Healing Ceremony on the November 17th Full Moon, 5 pm PST.

This is a long distance energy healing for your pet(s).

I'll go into deep meditation and send healing energy.

You'll be emailed meditation and healing instructions so the group can all be present energetically. Your participation is confidential.

The Taurus Full Moon is powerful for sending healing to body-centred issues, particularly stubborn or puzzling ones.

How to participate in the Healing Ceremony:

-Email me with the name of your pet(s)
-Include your location
-You may ask to be included in the healing
-If you wish to include another person or their pets, you must have   their permission
-The Healing Ceremony is at 5 pm PST Sunday, November 17th. To ensure you join us, please consult the World Clock for the time in your area.

http://www.timeanddate.com/worldclock/

$10 minimum donation per pet or person, through Paypal or INTERAC e-transfer: info(at)reisastone.com

Please note energy healing is not a substitute for veterinary care.

Yours in the love of animals,

Raisa Stone

www.reisastone.com

I'm Dr. Dolittle. Questions?

Goodreads Review of my Stories

I blatantly reviewed my own stories LOL  Hey, it's not as if I hid behind a screen name. 

Here it is: 


Being part of this book is a miraculous experience in itself. To meet so many other people who know that love survives death, is beautiful.

I have two stories in Miraculous Messages.

I'll See You, page 130, is about losing my young love in tragic circumstances:

"...We both loved roaming our rural community on warm nights. So as not to awaken my mother, Grant would gently tap on my bedroom window. I’d climb out and join him. We walked and talked. We lay down in the soft, fragrant dirt between rows of wheat...

He’d sacrificed his life...

...I was inconsolable. At his funeral, I couldn’t stop my ragged sobbing. I dropped two roses into Grant’s grave. A red one for passion, a white one for true love..."



Breathe, page 312, is about a beloved singing teacher who continues to tutor me from the spirit world:

"At my first lesson, I asked, “What are you going to teach me?” He replied, “What would you like to learn?”

I loved him from that moment. It was the love you feel for a teacher who humbles himself in order to elevate you...

..A woman took my elbow and guided me to an elderly lady, whom she told me was blind. The elderly lady said, “I could see Ralph. He was behind you.”..."


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