Talking with Reyka, Part 1

Talking with Reyka

Food for Thought

We all come to it eventually. Whether we begin eating plant-based for our health or for the planet, at some point we realize our beyond-human relatives deserve our respect and compassion. We learn that we are more deeply connected than we might think.

Facts: my husband has had dogs all his life. Me? I’m a cat person. Now, don’t get me wrong. I like dogs well enough. I just have an easier time with the aloofness of cats. Maybe because they are less demanding and less likely to care whether I am there or not. It’s not the same with dogs. Dogs require commitment, training, scheduling and attention.

I have lived with dogs (and without cats) since Jeff and I married more than 20 years ago. I have appreciated the dogs. I have fed and watered them, and made sure they were cared for if they got sick. That was about the extent of it…until now.

Let me go back a little bit. About 7 months ago, our dog, Finn, got loose. Sadly, he ran out in the street and was hit by a car right in front of our house. That was an awful day, but being a realist, I believe things happen as they do and I may not know why. I also believe all dogs go to heaven. So, I shed a few tears, and said a prayer for Finn crossing the rainbow bridge to chase squirrels and sticks at his own pace in a happier place. I also decided I didn’t want another dog.

That however was not Jeff’s line of thinking. He waited about 5 minutes, I mean months, after which it was time to find the next canine for our family. Jeff wasn’t looking for very long when Reyka came available to be re-homed.

Reyka is a 75 lb. Golden Retriever/Great Pyrenees mix, also known as a Golden Pyrenees. She lived in a small house with a tiny yard in a nearby subdivision. She was being rehomed because her living situation was not a good fit for her big, sweet, fluffing personality. She barked a lot. She was also on anti-anxiety meds and used to fight with (and draw blood from) the other dog in the house. Because of that, her humans decided to find a better situation for her so she could live her best life. Jeff saw the ad and contacted her people. We went to visit and the transfer was arranged. She came to live with us that weekend.

Ok. Now, a little additional background. About a month before we got Reyka, I saw this video. Consider this additional context for the rest of this story. Please watch this clip: 

Now, to be honest, I can’t say that I understand telepathic communication. I do find the idea of telepathic communication with animals fascinating, and that video puts the dynamics between humans and other species in a whole different light.

Whether telepathy is or is not, I am open to the idea, although I’d never experienced it myself. I remember reading Dr. Doolittle and seeing the movie with Rex Harrison when I was a kid. It was one that has stuck with me all these years.

As the song says,

“If I could talk to the animals, just imagine it.
Chatting with a chimp in chimpanzee….
We would converse in polar bear and python,
and we could curse in fluent kangaroo.
If people asked us, “Can you speak rhinoceros?”
We’d say, “Of courseros!
Can’t you?!”

Ok now, back to our story…

Reyka’s people brought her and all her stuff to our house that Sunday. Leashes, collars, toys, food, bowls, crate, meds, and shot records.

After they saw our home and our backyard, her mom and dad, gave her a few good pats and scritches, told her “goodbye” and to “be good.” Then they walked out the front door, leaving her alone with me. Reyka watched them leave. She looked at me, and back at the front door. Then back at me and at the front door. Then, she started pacing around the house. Sniffing, checking corners, and looking at the front door frequently.

After about four hours of her circling the first floor, I remembered the story about Spirit, the leopard in the video. I sat down on the couch and watched Reyka make another anxious loop around the living room. Then I called her by name, “Reyka, come here.”

She came and looked at me with what I took to be a combination of expectancy, confusion and bewilderment.

Petting her head I said, “Listen, I can see you are wondering…your people are not coming back.”

She looked at the front door. “Yes,” I said. “They went out the front door. You are right, they are not coming back. It’s ok, sweetie. You get to stay here with Jeff and me. You will have a great life. We will make sure you have everything you need and we will love you and take care of you.”

She looked back at me. I said, “Look outside. You have a huge yard to run in, with chickens on one side, and deer on the other. You will have yummy food to eat and people to play with, with no other dogs to get in your way. You will have a great life. Ok?”

Still looking into my eyes, she took a breath, and let out a sigh. Then, she laid down at my feet and calmed down. That was the first time we had both relaxed since she arrived. That was the start of it.

After about a month, we had another experience.  As a Golden Pyrenees with a double coat, Reyka is built for cold weather. It was mid-January in Wisconsin, sunny and -12°F outside. So, when Reyka scratched at the door to go outside, I let her out.

She went down the back porch steps and ran way deep into the backyard. Snow was falling. She was as happy as could be, enjoying the season, and I was just as happy staying inside. After she had been out there for about 10 minutes I thought, ‘It is really cold. I wonder how long she should stay out there.’ I watched through the back door as she played, her head dipping down to tip up snow with her nose, and thought to myself, ‘Ok, that’s probably long enough’.

Then, I thought to her, ‘Hey, Reyka, I am a little old lady. You should come check on me.’ Yes, it was a weird thought, I know, but that’s what I thought all the same.

It was as if she heard me. She abruptly stopped her snow game, picked up her head and looked at the back door, like I had called her. And she came running toward the house at a full gallop. She took the back steps in one leap, landed on the porch, and scratched on the glass signaling, “Let me in.”

You could have knocked me over with a fennel frond! I opened the door. She entered. I said out loud, “Thanks for coming to check on me.”

She put her head under my hand and I patted her. She walked one counter-clockwise loop around the first-floor perimeter. She went into the living room, by the fire place, around to the front door, past the stairs, past the laundry room, around the kitchen and returned to the back door where I was still standing in awe. She put her head under my hand again. I patted her again. Then she scratched at the door, this time signaling “let me out.”

When I opened the door, she trotted out and went back to her snow-games in the backyard. I interpreted that as her checking on me, as I had requested. That cemented our telepathic journey together.

Reyka has lived with us for three months and she is a changed dog. She still barks a lot when she is outside, but she has not needed any anti-anxiety meds, nor has she shredded her stuffed toys or her bedding. As for communications, we have had four or five experiences that I cannot explain except to say that she and I just seem to “get” each other.

Want to test it out?

## Telepathy: Exploring the Unseen Connections

Telepathy is often surrounded by nervous laughter and skepticism, but simply put, it is just another realm of communication. Through images, subtle cues and intuition, Reyka and I share a world of thought messages and emotions that I certainly never expected to encounter and that defy conventional understanding.

The bond we share is beyond the boundaries of common language. Whether it is spoken or silent, we connect mostly during periods of transition. I send her thought messages and she appears to respond appropriately in ways that are deeper than I ever imagined possible. So far, it is completely unpredictable. I am always receptive, but I never see it coming. So, when it happens it is always a great surprise.

## Nurturing Telepathic Communication: Tips for Animal Lovers

While telepathic communication may seem elusive to most of us, we can practice cultivating our connections with animals:

  1. Establish Trust and Security
    Maintain a safe and nurturing environment built on a foundation of trust, security, respect and acceptance for the animals around you. By demonstrating reliability and consistency in your interactions, you lay the groundwork for meaningful communication and mutual understanding.
  2. Cultivate Mindfulness and Intuition
    Practice meditation. Any kind of meditation is good. Breath work, chanting, mindful movement, holding a focal point, eating in silence are powerful for all forms of meditation. Meditation helps in interactions with other beings by helping us to remain present and attuned to the subtle messages, cues and behaviors in the relationship. Read: put down your mobile device and pay attention.
  3. Remain Open to Communication
    Trust your intuition and embrace the possibility of telepathic communication as a natural aspect of your bond. I practice sending thought pictures to Reyka, and I speak to her often. I ask her questions and I expect her to respond! Oh, and I rarely argue, interrupt or contradict. She is entitled to her say.
  4. Foster Emotional Connection Through Shared Experiences
    Engage in activities that promote emotional bonding and shared experiences with your pet. Whether it’s through play, exercise, or simply spending quality time together, nurturing your connection strengthens the telepathic link between you and others around you.

Check out this link for the amazing story of Spirit, 10 years later

An extraordinary depth of connection is available through intentional thought communication with the other species with whom we share the planet. Try it. Use it to cultivate and strengthen the bond that unites all living beings on our shared journey. Use it as a reminder of why we protect and honor our beyond-human relatives. That’s the part we all come to eventually.

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