Wednesday, January 31, 2018

Hogwash!





The truth is starting to come out, and it's not pretty.

For me, it started out innocently enough, with Anthony asking me to ask Isabel why there are not more hamburgers in Germany? How come they are American if they were invented in Hamburg?

(Furthermore, I suppose, about the hot dogs here, when they were invented in Frankfurt, and Vienna, right?)

She sent me links to wiki hamburger sandwich.  I was amused at how many claimed to have invented it in the states. Like, six people from separate places.

Then I saw this part and 'lean, finely textured beef' caught my eye. Uh oh.

A high-quality hamburger patty is made entirely of ground (minced) beef and seasonings; these may be described as "all-beef hamburger" or "all-beef patties" to distinguish them from inexpensive hamburgers made with cost-savers like added flourtextured vegetable proteinammonia treated defatted beef trimmings (which the company Beef Products Inc, calls "lean finely textured beef"),[32][33] advanced meat recovery, or other fillers. In the 1930s ground liverwas sometimes added. Some cooks prepare their patties with binders like eggs or breadcrumbs. Seasonings may include salt and pepper and others like as parsleyonionssoy sauceThousand Island dressingonion soup mix, or Worcestershire sauce. Many name brand seasoned salt products are also used.

I started down the rabbit hole...Pink Slime (lean, finely textured beef). Seventy percent of ground beef sold in grocery stores has it.

It's in school lunches and regular ground beef to decrease fat, and in hot dogs too. No wonder why they dipped the hamburger patties in ketchup sauce at the school cafeteria and they tasted awful!

Then it made me think two thoughts--if you look at the dates a lot of this began around the time Anthony was little--and I made a choice on my intuition to eat only organic because there wasn't enough data 'out there' about non-organic food.
Organic ground beef does not have pink slime in it. 
The other thought was recalling how they used to feed ground up carcasses of animals to livestock, how voters rejected this practice, and how all the time they were voting they were doing the same thing to us. It's not just 'meat' it's 'everything' and I bet you five dollars the fat they centrifuge off goes right back into the hot dogs because they are mostly fat. 
I realized the 'mad cow disease' is from the neurological tissue from the central nervous system in the pink slime--the spinal cords carry it--and cringed as I read the article.
I felt queasy. 
Even with the meat that they 'glue together' with 'bioglues'--buying your own cuts and grinding them at home is hard.
And if you've studied SRA, and you know there's a lot of, um, 'waste' to dispose of...I still can't get that picture out of my head from the latest Kingsmen movie where Julianne Moore puts a worker in a meat grinder, takes the burger out the finished end part, cooks it, and makes his replacement eat it. It's best to pray before your meals if there is meat in them, both for the meat and for you. Just in case it's more than what is on the label. <3



It's horrible!




I've always liked surimi.

I suppose this may be the equivalent of the beef, and the chicken 'nuggets' where every last drop of meat is ammonia-treated and taken off the bones, and formed into a paste.




I want to brush my teeth too to get that taste out of my mouth! Ick!








Farmed Salmon infect the entire ecosystem--'farmed' sounds quaint. In reality, it's overcrowded, diseased salmon in small pens who share the water as the wild ones. And the wild ones are picking up the diseases.  Don't buy farmed salmon, or any farmed fish. It's not a good thing, especially in the Pacific Northwest when so many lives depend on the salmon. Bears, and more, are being impacted by this.


The last part is about the vaccines.
  • Vaccine Injury claim page is from the government. If you've been hurt by a vaccine, they have a WEBPAGE for you to apply for compensation. How can they be safe?
  • Vaccine Lies reported by Shift Frequency yesterday. It's not 'peer reviewed' but it resonates so I am sharing it.





The last part is from recent O.R. adventures.

I saw something that totally, after all my years in medicine, horrified me worse than the little tattoo dots for aiming the beam in radiation therapy, worse than electroconvulsive therapy (where I have to shut my eyes, I can't watch it), worse than the tattoo numbers on the holocaust victims arms...and knowing what it meant.

It was a prisoner who had recently been released.

The anus was a disaster. Surgery was needed to repair it. 

All the horrors of man's inhumanity to man, the wrong in the system, the guards looking the other way, all the suffering, all the disrespect of life and one's autonomy...washed over me in one giant realization of what brutal creatures we are here on Earth.

I asked Ross what to do to heal it, I couldn't know, there must be so many attachments and scars along with it in the energy...

I was asked something, and I said yes. I was asked if I would take these souls into my heart?

I did. All their wrongdoings and everything, they are still children of God, and not deserving of this pain. No one deserves to be raped. No man. No woman. No SRA victim. No casting couch. No one. I want it to stop. If this stops it, so be it.

Then I saw something like this mill, and I was told to crank it.

The man's soul went up into the mill, and out the top came thousands and thousands of tiny diamond particles! It reminded me of the way people teleported on Star Trek. These were real diamonds, I saw them. Like a cloud. Then they formed back again into the shape of the soul. 

But at the bottom, under the grinder thing, was a pile of fine black particles. I didn't touch it. And the Guides of Compassionate Healing were helping with all, they knew what to do with everything. 

By extension, this healing affects pretty much everybody, for everyone has had someone brutally dominate them in some way, in some incarnation. It is more than halfway finished. It's like a wave around the globe and it's going on the downhill side Ross says.

He waves and smiles, and gently reminds me I'm at my time limit, I must start my day. I have a late start. Anthony must wake up and I am to make breakfast. Fruit salad and yogurt. 

We send you our love and blessings. 

Ross says if you feel a wave of energy surging through you, think of it as a comb through your hair from us, to get the knots out. It is nothing more. (he points to the pile of black particles on the floor).



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Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,

Ross and Carla
The Reiki Doc Couple

Monday, January 29, 2018

Little Miracles





Many changes! Many things are going on!  It's starting to pick up momentum.

Fortunately on Friday, I was able to do two extra half-cases. It helps to make ends meet. I've been switched to a super part time schedule, one better for being a mom, with less call, and I like it. With my work, if I'm not there, I don't get paid. So, it's a lifestyle change, and I'm always up for an adventure.

This morning, we rode our bicycles to the nearest pancake house. It was fascinating how the concept of elevation is insignificant in a car, but VERY important on a bicycle. Climbing the hills is rough but doable with a good bike and a little conditioning. Going down the hills is a total blast! I tell you, there's nothing to make you feel like a kid again than to be on a bike. And it's good for you too. The workers at the restaurant know us, and they were proud and interested that we rode our bikes there. We learned of a nice beachside trail not far, and we might try that one in the future.

The biggest thing I have to report is clearing my clutter, both inside, and outside. The second thing is stepping up my game as a Reiki Doc. I know by his being quiet that this is part of the plan. Ross only guides me as I go 'uphill' in my lessons, and when I'm on the 'downhill' part, or, 'rapidly assimilating' he tends to let me coast a bit.

First object of clutter is my social anxiety/fear of my family gatherings. I'm okay most of the time, but this one was hard for me to read. My sister and niece gave my pregnant sister a baby shower, and my mom's instruction was for me not to be involved. I was a guest. It was awkward because I adore planning things, it never stresses me out, but it stresses out everyone else in the family, and mom wants to 'protect me' from things I don't need protection from at all.  I didn't want to go. I didn't want to go out of fear for making a social faux pas with my family. I need my family. I love my family. But they are like, SUPER social, high functioning, and I'm like, um, painfully not. I don't think anyone there would have guessed how painful it is for me to show up to something like this. Acutually, they probably know. But I'm glad I did go. I saw people who are otherwise busy with their lives, making time for my sister's big event. Our newest family member. Once I was there, I was glad. I love all of my family very much. I do not love makeup. I do not even know how to dress myself properly (there was an incident when my sister, the middle one, came home from the hospital with mom. I dressed myself for the first time, I was four, it was my favorite summer dress, but it was February and I was cold. I put a white tee shirt under it. The sleeves stuck out from the bright yellow sleeveless dress with the black polkadot trim. I thought I looked beautiful. I had missed my mom and was eager for her to come home. I wanted to look my best for her. With the baby in her arms, she took one look at me, yelled at me and said, 'how could you wear something so ugly on this important day?!'  I was devastated. Mom had never yelled at me in my life, ever. It didn't help growing up, because she was the beautiful one. I just, um, was around. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't understand her fashion 'world'. I gave up.)

So yesterday, I risked being vulnerable, I tried my best, I wore absolutely no jewelry (rare for me) so as not to draw attention away from my sisters. And I wore my one eleven dollar blue dress people say looks good on me. My purse was a clutch metallic and my shoes metallic too, both muted/subtle, not bright. Navy is starting to be my color. They said I looked good. I also won the game. I always win the games. I'm lucky. This one I just sat in the right chair. It probably looked awkward with me the sister winning. I got lotion. Rose kind. It's nice. Anthony was proud of me that I won.

The second clutter is around the house. It's making forward progress. Ross gave me an idea to use a cart I had for my beads for another purpose. I put all the vitamins on top so the tables would be clear. Then underneath are all the materials I need for packaging and mailing things on the other shelves.  Then, I took a small bamboo bench, and placed it where Ross said, and put all the unfinished Christmas card things on it. I have had two years worth of cards I never sent, and all the ones sent to us, on the dining room table. This is now a manageable project in itself.

There is a focal point I'd like to share--it has metaphysical significance so that is why I am sharing it. It's a story which applied to more than the topic in the story. I redid the bathroom storage. I took things out which had been there for ten years. All of it. It's not quite all the way back in. The important part is I thought about what I need, and how often I use it, as well as how appearance of the home matters to my sense of well-being. I took a good hard look at the cabinets under the sink. The pipes take up much room. It's no place for towels. So the toiletries, cotton swabs, and cotton balls went under.  The part I see, I made extra nice, on a shelf at eye level. Special books. A little cotton/silk angel I've had since fellowship. My best bath salts and lotion.  I brought the shelf I had towels on before, even though I didn't want it, back into the bathroom. What I did that was different was I changed the way I folded the towels. I have been folding towels the same way since my apartment on Francisco Street in Berkeley. Mark and I had a fight, and we compromised to always fold them that way. I was able to adjust the towels, to make it neat and tidy in these small folding shelves. I have to fold them more, and also, to size for the rack.

If you must change the way you fold your towels so they will fit where you need them to go, do it!

It's very freeing.

The last clutter, and it's by no means the end of it in my busy life, is online. I have clarity and vision for Doctors With Reiki now. And some of it comes from the kick in the pants by my asleep colleagues. If you want to talk to the world, and show them what Reiki is, you need to keep it professional. On a platform like 'Doctors With Reiki' it means there's a higher bar than other Reiki platforms online. For the Team, we are very efficient in our healing, and adhere to guidelines to keep the focus on the requests and the requesters. A lot of people put their 'flair' into healing. Our Reiki guides just give it to us when we ask, and I have not once seen any of our guides add 'flair' to it. Reiki on? It flows. It's as simple as that. So, by extension, from us to the recipient, it flows. It's a beautiful thing to behold.   Today I did it on the regular page. There is a time and place for sharing healing advice and remedies. Now I understand how to encourage this type of dialog--and to take it out of the healing request/response situation. A reader brought up an important point--'Go see a doctor!' message. I'd like to elaborate on that with advice I took to heart from my Reiki teacher Anne Reith, PhD.

As Reiki practitioners, we are in an unusual position we aren't in outside of the medical field.

We can sense the problem, see it, feel it. Might be a huge tumor. We can pick up on it through our Reiki hands.

Let me gently share with you what happens in a similar situation in the Operating Room when they take out a tumor.

The surgeon opens the patient up, and it looks like cancer. We discuss it, how it looks, is it bad? Can you get it all? Just everyday work talk. The surgeon hands the specimen to the technician, and the nurse takes it in a container and labels it. Someone takes it to pathology. Then there is a call to the room from the pathologist to the surgeon, but everyone can hear. When I take the patient to the recovery room, I always let the nurse receiving the patient know if it's bad news the patient is going to get, so she can be extra careful what she says and does.

When the patient wakes up, and asks about the tumor, all of us KNOW.

We ALL KNOW--nurses, tech, anesthesia, surgeon, pathology team.

We KNOW but we can't TALK.

Only the surgeon can tell the patient what is wrong with them.

Only the surgeon is the one whose job includes breaking the news to the patient on the exact diagnosis.

So we act dumb.

When patients ask me, I say, 'the anesthesia went great! ' When they ask more, I say, 'I'm not sure, your surgeon will let you know everything because it's a surgery thing.'

Anne says, as Reiki Healers, all we can do while still being professional, as Reiki practitioners, is to hint. This is because most times the patient already knows there is something going on, they feel it, they sense it, and to say more than a hint is going to freak them out. That's not what Reiki is about. It's about healing. So you say, 'I think maybe there might be something going on in --and you don't say exactly where but mention a region or gesture kind of in the area of concern--I think there might be something there you might want to get checked out.'

And that's enough.

Even though, like the nurses, the tech, anesthesia, and pathology, as a Reiki person who senses the energy imbalance directly through a Reiki session--you KNOW--it's not part of Reiki to diagnose and treat physical ailments.  Reiki helps. I think it's important. But you're gonna walk a fine line if you want to keep it professional.

I hope this makes sense. And with Doctors With Reiki, it's important to keep things professional, because now even the Chair of the ER at an academic hospital I've known for twenty years, is starting to talk on some of the things I'm posting on my personal FB page. We have two chairs now, one psychiatrist, a holistic physician in private practice, and some close Reiki associates starting to talk.

The awakening is starting to happen.

And I'm glad.

We are only in the 'snopes' and it's fake stages. But they are watching, and participating. It's a good thing.




I love babies.

I always have.

And they are drawn to me.

I love them because they have no social skills and there's no way to do a social faux pas.

I'm excited to be an aunt again. It's a good thing.

I feel bad because I was planning on going to see my mom today, to change her stoma, because it's my job. I mentioned it with excitement to my niece yesterday. She said, 'not tomorrow, don't come'. She was polite, but I didn't understand. I was ready to bring dinner from a place I love, to help make it easy on the family. There's more but it's complicated. I pray for a short day so I can change it for mom tomorrow. And I pray to be able to navigate this situation better than I am.

By contrast, a close friend and I chatted about spiritual things yesterday. About his role in Ascension, what he does. He's doing a lot. I thanked him. He's like, 'thank you, I feel better, I couldn't talk about this with anybody.'  Then I asked him stuff about houses. He's full of practical advice too. I do great in those situations. I suppose that's my job, to be like that, instead of the life of the party, you know?





I had some big spiritual experiences myself.

Today I asked Ross about Cobra. Lady Isis Astara is in critical condition. He asked for help. I asked him, 'Ross, what is the deal with those people? Are they good or bad?'

Ross was sitting in his desk, leaned back, and asked me a question, 'If it was me asking for prayers when you were critically ill, how would that be?'

So I figured, it's okay to pray for the sick when a partner asks. Even if Ishtar Antares (that's Cobra's email or something) and Isis Astara are totally--um--names that go with OTO and Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart.

I remembered Isis. I met her at a conference, I've been to two and also met her in Hawaii at a different conference I didn't attend exactly--only for one afternoon. She is very nice, fun-loving, kind. She has a boy the same age as Anthony. She is gentle. She's been abused in a previous relationship. We related about that.

She had an energy so feminine, it struck me. And when they offered her to do I don't even know what it's called--some ceremony to activate something in my energy--I gladly paid for it. One hundred dollars.

I went to their room. It was just the two of us. Normally it's a group but spirit had nobody else want to go at my time slot.

She said I have dolphin energy, I'm from Sirius. She always wanted to see the dolphins. I told her to go on a Safari, it's right out there by us, a short ride.

The ceremony wasn't very big, it was simple. She had an ankh. And she blew through the hole of it in places all around my body. She said they were nadis and she was opening them up.

I didn't feel anything. It was odd. I normally see, feel, sense. So except for her company, which I enjoyed, I didn't notice much. I remember now, she taught me how to bring this energy up. I had to move my arms a certain way and breathe.

I learned about the ida and the something else and the shushummna. I blogged on it around the time I learned.

As I meditated, I saw her. I see souls sometimes. We spoke. From what I gather, I think it's not good. She may live but I saw her soul go up. And it was happy and free. I told her to go to my friend, he could help her, whether she's on one side or the other, it didn't matter to him, and it didn't matter to me, as long as she goes she will Ascend with him. There might be a walk-in for her. I don't get time frames on this, but I do know I connected with her. And she remembered me.

What was disturbing was twice I saw clear flashes of pentagrams, two points up. She had told me that they had started off on our team, but then there was pressure from the dark ones...when I spoke with her in spirit but I don't have an answer.

I don't think I'll ever really understand the significance of the Isis Astara and Cobra thing. Ross isn't talking.

What is do know is the importance of being loving, friendly and polite--not without discernment!--to everyone we meet.

Everyone.




Oh man.

Oh man, oh man, oh man.

I've seen some YouTube things lately, and they go together. I'll give the links, but you don't have to watch them. I'll summarize.

MK Ultra survivor speaks https://youtu.be/zJ6Jg1ztKZg. She's Canadian. Her father was military, a pedophile I believe. There's so many of these stories it's hard to keep them straight. Her story is told first hand, very calm, and her drawings are something new. She talks about her eye going out and an implant going behind it, her eye was resting on her cheek. That would hurt but with local anesthesia it's possible to numb the eye and work on the surrounding structures. There's a lot of muscles holding it in place, and also, the delicate optic nerve.  I liked reading the comments. And one asked, 'well how did she wake up?'  Older techniques for MK Ultra weren't as effective. That's why. Newer ones shatter the soul worse. And even they have breakdowns, so people need 'touch up' programming. (Rehab...)

This video https://youtu.be/lD2e80vLjAI of MK Ultra glitches, along with a different one I can't pull up on my history--called 'human cloning malfunctions'. It shows bizarre behavior. I've seen a few these past few days, one had a woman's eyeballs going up and down like a chameleon--one up and one down at the same time--then they switch--for over thirty seconds. Lots of them are people spacing out. Or fainting.

What goes together is, if people have these things implanted in them, it can cause things we can't see. It's not just the words and the hand gestures (Al Roker, the holy ghost, or Conor MacGregor, the devil horn hand gesture) to trigger the alter. There can be these technology things too. And if they short circuit--seizure--whatever--it can explain the behavior.

What's fascinating is, just like with the Super Bowl lights going out, Ross and his teams have superior technology. They have the capability to interrupt the electricity/override the lighting system. They have the ability to intercept a missile launched from North Korea. They have most likely, the ability to make all those sensors do strange things, not unlike how Eggsy got all the heads to blow up in the first Kingsman movie. I don't think the galactics would blow up heads. But they could make what it hidden a little more obvious to help people wake up. That's totally fair.

I also see how with the Grammys (a ritual) it proceeds the super/Full/Blue/Blood moon on Wednesday. Remember the magic of a full moon is in effect three days before and three days after. Then on Feb 2 that's another ritual day too. And Superb Owl. LOL. This is their big week and they are working it, Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart.

They keep doing the same things, over and over...but people are waking up. And Cobra said, 'when two people know it's no longer a secret. It's only a secret if one knows and the other doesn't'.

A lot of their Magick works only if it's a secret.

Here's a chilling video of how 'secret' secret gets https://youtu.be/d6NAMJ68DEU--Bush family, skull and bones, Aleister Crowley...

Ew yuck! Fetus in a jar?!

This one matches what Kerth Barker says, and also Svali. It might have been Svali actually. I don't know. She's the one who talked about the guns. I've realized that with technology, not only are we trackable, but with driverless cars--they can control us where we go by overriding the controls--or if we don't pay make our cars not work. You don't need a boot on it, like from too many parking tickets--and a tow! I've sensed drones could attack us. I've picked up that perhaps humans are not necessary (except for breeding for their rituals and cannibalism). But I don't worry. I know there's lots of timelines. and they have condensed to one, we are on a good one, I feel joy. There is no more fighting. It's done. It's a win-win-win for everyone.

If you are a survivor, you need expert help to recover your life. Kerth got it. Fabian therapy. If you can't find it, or are afraid to seek help, concentrate on your joy. I know it sounds weird, but SRA/MK Ultra/Monarch best heal indirectly, not head on. Every day, appreciate something NORMAL in your life. How it tasted. How it looked. How it smelled. How your skin felt. How it sounded. Relive and enjoy the special moment. Perhaps looking at a flower in the sun. This type of daily practice anchors you to here and now. This rewires the brain. Journals are helpful. There will be memories that come up. Don't let them overtake your life. This is YOUR life. You set aside time to work on the past, but only an allowed time. The rest of your day if for experiencing life, for your joy, and for your reconnection to Source, Creator of all that is. In time, there will be thousands and thousands of specially trained healers to come and heal everyone. We've all been affected more or less, through media, entertainment, and some, more deeply and personally through ritual abuse.  The healing will arrive. Until then, take steps that work, as in Fabian therapy, and keep one day after the next as best you can.



Remember even prickly things can be absolutely adorable and worthy of being on Gaia with the rest of us.

Everything has its place. We are one. All of us, together, no one more important than the next.

Sing your song, sing it joyfully, and good things will come to you.




Ross says it's time for Carla to sleep with the unicorns. 

(smile)


Good night.

Our blessings and love to you, with our gratitude too.


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Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,

Ross and Carla
The Twins

Saturday, January 27, 2018

On The Threshold







I know things.

I know things because Ross lets me know, for example, yesterday he said, with regards to Ascension, as a planet and her inhabitants, we are 'rounding third (base)  and heading to home plate'.

I know things because I experience them in my bones, with my intuition.

I am feeling the energies building up.  It started last night.

I know things because I NOTICE! I have my eyes open. People at work are kind and loving, all the time, to everyone, and putting in their best work to help the patients. A hospital is the most complex social system in all of society--there are 'turfs' to respect and 'mini-fiefdoms'.

People getting along like this is unreal. A total miracle.

And I'm thankful for it.





I'd like to share with you a series of conversations with people I know and respect and love--who have no idea I am here or that I'm sharing their words with you--to help you 'see with eyes that see' and educate you.

One is a former surgery resident who went to psychiatry, and works at a large mental health institutional facility for the sickest of the sick who will never get out.

The second is a chairman of an anesthesia department at my old medical school, a lovely man, I have done many a heart case with him, and I would gladly scrub toilets with that man just to be with him and his genius and impeccable sense of humor.

I shared a David Wolfe post, 'Who Is Sicker' from October 22, 2017--homeschool kids are healthier than their mandatory vaccinated public school kids video. It has 360,734 shares. And over ten thousand comments.

Psych:  (something along the lines of this) I'm a physician. Quite cynical when it comes to pharma but this simply isn't true. Spreading false information can be dangerous. I enjoy your page but please do your research prior to posting.

Chair:  (something along these lines) I have to speak up with Laura. Show me the data this David Wolfe has to back up what he says. He said, 'look, these things wiped out polio, diphtheria, etc. etc.' (another reader to the original post said Who knows but my educated opinion is to get vaccines. Everything is a risk and a benefit. We don't want polio, diphtheria, measles etc making a come back. The BS about autism and vaccines scared off some and we saw the worst measles outbreak in California in decades a few years back which could have been avoided.) My Chair also said, 'don't trust Dr. Google'. He said, 'We need to make these important decisions for our patients based on evidence and research'. And 'I don't think people are making lots of money off these vaccines'.

This was the second challenge from the Psychiatrist, who I didn't respond for an earlier similar post with her challenging response.

I knew they were listening. 

I knew they were bothered by this post. 

I knew the one thing we agreed on was, 'So tell us the Truth'. 

They wanted it formally. I know the truth from the mothers of children who have been affected by the vaccines.  I also know the truth of Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart. There is no Truth to be proven to anyone, there is only 'The Narrative' we are coerced to believe in just about everything. I know what evil exists, due to reading Kerth Barker. I know to follow the money, and when there is lots of money, funny things happen in the ethics and morals department. 

I struggled to explain what I know to them. I decided to share a video of MK Ultra failures, and say, I love and respect you, I'm grateful for you. There needs to be agreement on between us on the existence of Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart.  Who did this to these people? How? Why? Where? When?  (To me it's a smoking gun, honestly, this video, including poor Al Roker getting frozen after hearing The Holy Ghost)

Here's my answer, verbatim:  I agree it is a disturbing issue. You are right to ask for this high quality research. It would settle the issue once and for all, although to be certain, I'm not entirely sure who would fund such a study. The vaccine companies? The government? I know Patrick Kennedy is pushing for such work, but he seems to be the only one. Some physicians in alternative medicine these days who work on this subject of interest, seem to die more often than their peers like us in mainstream medicine. I don't know why so many are found dead and suicide but there's like a whole lot of them. 
I would encourage you to look in your hearts as to the existence of Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart. It's controversial, and you can see for yourself if it makes sense to you or not by watching this film. Is it a coincidence? Is it not? Who does this to these people? Where? How? And why? These are the kinds of questions need to be asked. I know it's a long video, I'm sorry I couldn't find a shorter one, but this is the best of its kind to show what may be contributing to the equation...in so many ways, sadly. My love and respect for you both, and my gratitude to you for all you mean to me, is unchanged, no matter what. Always! https://youtu.be/lD2e80vLjAI
Both the psychiatrist and the chair said, 'you are a DOCTOR. There is an expectation for you to post things that are true. Stop doing this.'

I told them they are right and I thanked them. I was glad we were having this conversation.


Here are my thoughts:

  • oh my gosh, how can you defend a flu shot after this year with only ten percent effectiveness?
  • BOTH aren't parents. There is a special mystical something that happens when you are a parent, there are some things you just know. Nobody has to tell you, it's in your gut what is good or bad for your child. You have what you mom did and said to imprint you as you were growing up--that's strong. But this gut is even stronger.
  • how can you deny the horrible injuries?  This person did on a comment on the original post: Autism, learning disabilities, adhd, and the like are NOT diseases. And I would much rather have a child with a learning disability than lose my child from an actual disease caused by not getting vaccinated.
    On another note, there is no research to prove that vaccines cause any of the things mentioned in this video. It's all just conspiracy theories
  • here is another who brings up the horrible injuries:  I'm pretty sure the parents of the children who have died from vaccines would beg to differ. I would take on measles or mumps any day over the loss of my child from dtap. Or the constant round the clock care an autistic child takes because of vaccines. But please.. continue with your blinders. I will believe thousands of parents who watched their children regress into autism after a shot over a health care person who had had zero training in vaccine reactions. If you think I'm kidding, look up the courses that doctors take while studying.
    I will continue to research. I will continue to keep my children safe. And when they finally decide to do proper thorough testing on vaccines and actually show me data that proves their safe. I'll think about it. But guess what. Those studies don't exist. Read about the whistle blower that came forward from the CDC who had to falsify a study that proved mmr causes autism. You won't hear about that on the media.
    Btw if you go on the CDC website, autism and death is listed as a side effect to vaccines under reactions. So yea. I'll take my chances with chickenpox.
  • David Wolfe isn't 'under the radar'. He is , as Anthony would say, 'a You-Tuber' (makes his living off the internet persona). He seems to be doling out things people want to read, my friends were right, and many things seem to be 'troll-like' (supported by Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart).  If he was legit, they would have killed him for what he does long time ago. Here's  a fascinating article though. It would be nice if it could be proven 'True' as easy as this:  https://www.davidwolfe.com/fake-science-scientific-journals-lie/





Here is where things get explosive.

Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart are at end game. Once the money runs out, they will fight for power, and won't care if anyone sees. It will be like the Wizard of Oz having the curtain drawn back by Toto.

If you are trusting in the Narrative, I envision you like this at this time:




Because I have for you one astounding truth.




Angels in Heaven don't need double-blinded, peer-reviewed studies to be effective healers.

Go try telling that to Archangel Raphael! Please show me the high quality papers on that before you send me healing...right?

Good thing he has an excellent sense of humor!




I have another astounding truth:









Although traditional schooling engages us with our right side of the brain in early childhood education, it gradually moves us over to be 'left-sided dominant' in our perception of the world. 

This is on purpose.

This makes us easier to control.

Where do you think those who control us 'live' in THEIR brains?

The power is on the right.

Magic.  Intuition. Clairvoyance. Clairsentience. Clairaudience. Claircognizance. Clair-nosmia (smelling). All of the gifts of the Divine Feminine!

Men have been telling women for years they are inferior just because they cannot PROVE how they arrived at a conclusion with logic after reaching it by using intuition. 

This is not true.

There are two separate brains, two separate ways of realizing things, and both are equally valid!

Furthermore, in my opinion, the right side helps us to connect more with both Spirit, and the Heart. 

If this wasn't true, the secret societies wouldn't keep secrets, they wouldn't work with the ley lines, and they wouldn't have all their rituals they keep to themselves. And if it wasn't true, Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart would have SHARED it with all of us, to make us go off the true path, instead of bastardizing it and hoarding it to themselves and trying to cut us off from it forever!

They created Black Magick, Dark things, and low vibrational 'stuff' that Gaia has been infested with like the mange!

But before all of them, there was the way of the unicorn, the way of the faerie, the way of the dragon...the way of Earth and all of her magic.

And by the looks of is, a huge part of Ascension means that the Right Brain is getting fired up and going to be getting its respect.





(As an aside, Anthony was really ragging on me on the way home. Putting me down, like he's the smart one. Ah, yes, 'When I am thirteen you won't drag me to girl places because I'm not a cute five-year old any more!' He didn't want to go to my sister's baby shower. I'm fine with that. But as soon as he started, this song came on the radio. I haven't heard it since it was popular. I started singing loud and drowning him out. Ross? I LOVE YOU so much thank you for sending it!! Anthony said his friend Ryan always sings the song at karaoke, he's sick of it. I said, 'you have to take the good with the bad. When you were five I didn't have anywhere else for you to go. If you want the good things--nice vacations-then you don't rock the boat!'  He said, 'I'll strike that' and I said, 'good'!)


Back to the re-emergence of the Divine Feminine, as a loving, respected EQUAL to the masculine 'left brain only' paradigm in our society...how did I realize this?







I realized all this while making a bracelet for a beautiful girl named Bella, who loves pink and purple. 

I'd been trying for weeks to come up with just the right design for her.

Last night I succeeded, and I realized the Divine Feminine is surging back to it's proper place, both in our minds, our hearts, our brains, our souls, on Gaia, and EVERYWHERE.

I call this bracelet the Celebration of the Divine Feminine, and I will offer it, but I will post the photo after Bella has received hers. I want it to be a surprise.

I also have a special one I have made, I'm sending it to her mother, and to all who care for a special needs child. This one I will offer too. After her mom gets hers. 

Thank you Bella, for being the beautiful, loving Unicorn you are in a world of so much 'followers of the Narrative'. 

Thank you for guiding us home.

And look! Look what just got published!  https://gaiaportal.wordpress.com/2018/01/27/gaia-faeries-return-in-fullness-to-the-planetary-surface/





Magic belongs to everyone, equally, the faeries and all the Earth say.

It doesn't belong in a kingdom where you have to pay to get in...how silly is that?!

No more members only clubs and scary secrets!

Gaia belongs to everyone...





The angels told me, that the real Gaia, in her true form, looks like this.

This is Gaia's face.

And her true age when compared to other souls.

Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart are run by 'teenage' souls.

This is why all of Divine Mother and Divine Father and the Higher Realms are stepping in.

Gaia is only a baby in the grand scheme of things.

And she really, truly is the Angel of Love.






Ross

Everything happens for the best.

Don't let the doom and gloom out there sway you.

These are most special times, and something wonderful is happening, and you are fortunate in that you will get to see it in your lifetime, with your own eyes.

Do not be concerned about the deceased. They will have ringside seats, and enjoy it too, from their vantage point.

Enjoy being in the ring, in the center of the stage, on the court or the field, wherever your favorite metaphor is, in your heart and your soul, for your Time on Earth is about to commence.

Your Heavenly Time!

Carla and I LOVE you and truly respect and cherish you for being who you are, walking on our path, keeping us company, and helping to point the way Home to those who are lost/only sleeping.




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Namaste,
Peace,

Ross and Carla
The Couple


Friday, January 26, 2018

On What Is Hidden






I've manifested two things recently. Oddly enough, the things I focused on, one came to me, the other, I chose to pass, but together they expose the same problem in our local community: greed.

And I was just following my heart.

Tim Braun has a wonderful office. It's in a Spanish Colonial office building, there are ocean breezes and fountains and palms. There's isn't a private waiting room, but once inside his office it is filled with sunlight and breezes, and is quiet.

Since I've been having people take an interest in my skills, I've been thinking of his office a lot, I love the building, the location, and it would be wonderful to have something along those lines.

Well, he sent an email, 'Change is Good!' and after nine years, has decided to change offices.






There is a candy store in the area. It was magical to go visit. It had candy of every kind, even from the I was a kid. There were dispensing bins, scooping bins, jars with lids where you take candy out, even gelato. My favorite  was the music that chimed from the cotton candy machine. And then there was the theater seats in the back, where the original Charlie in the Chocolate Factory was always playing. You could just sit and watch for a few minutes...

Inside this candy store was a library card catalog file cabinet, each drawer was filled with 'pills' for ailments like 'stress' which were just cleverly marketed candy.

I have been thinking of this cabinet too, a lot, with my heart, because beads are everywhere in my home. It's been difficult to organize them. Color works best, in bins, but now, I find keeping the original envelopes so I can reorder them is better. They need to be filed by what they are, what stone.

I got an email that it's going out of business. Everything is fifty percent off. Last night we stopped by, just for one last time.

I asked about the file cabinet.

The worker said to ask the owner, but he was right there, the worker pointed.

The owner had a meeting but the person cancelled. He's rarely there in fact. I've never seen him.

I asked.

It was seven hundred dollars.

I had hoped for three hundred.

He said it's worth twelve hundred on ebay but he'd like to just get rid of it. (it's worth fifteen hundred, actually, I just checked).

He didn't want to hassle with the new square to read the credit card. I offered a check but his wife wants money NOW. He was going to enter the credit card manually. I suggested PayPal, and it worked!  (I did the friends and family for him, paying the twenty dollar fee, to help him with his wife).

He delivered it. He has a used truck from a patio supply company, with a tail gate that lowers.

We had a dolly, he knew how to use it, and together all three of us, Anthony, Randy, and I, got the cabinet in the house. It has sixty drawer and three small pull out shelves like cutting boards.

I'm going to use my old electric typewriter to make the labels.

Apparently the candy store was a franchise.





The rent had gone up.

It had always been seven thousand a month. He's been in business for ten years. Then two years ago the rent went up to eleven thousand a month. Now it's going up to fifteen thousand a month.

He can't make ends meet.

You should have seen the children the mom brought in for the cotton candy machine. This was their tradition, they had so much excitement. They were in line by us.

Greed has stolen the childlike joy of thousands of customers who enjoy this shop.





Randy has a 'day job'. He owns an auto shop.




He also owns five properties, and manages them. He manages his mom's properties and his mother-in-law's properties too. They are all out of state.

He works fifteen hour days.

He was interested in my work, and also, in my healing work. He was fascinated.

He said, 'they say anesthesia is the best job out there right now, where there is the pay for the amount of work done'.

I said, 'Obamacare is decimating us. Reimbursements are down. People are delaying surgery. Many don't even pay their co-pay and we have to take the loss.  Then add to it the stress (I described my code blue husband of nurse, and her tears and sobs, how it affected me)...and the lack of sleep...I don't think many would actually take it on those terms if they knew the whole story.'




While we were taking the cabinet out of the back of the truck, something beeped loud. Like an alert.

Ever the anesthesiologist, when he asked, 'what is that beeping sound?' I said, 'I don't know, it's not one of my beeps'...

It was his insulin pump. He shared how it's been hard for him to have a candy store. He's had diabetes twenty five years. At first he didn't take care of it, he just took a shot like the doctor said.

He didn't let his disease slow him--he scuba dives, he flies airplanes, he goes on long adventures in the back country.

I shared that Anthony has elevated hemoglobin A1C. Could Anthony please see the pump?

There were two small plastic devices stuck on him, on his belly. Anthony asked if there is a needle, and he said yes but it's small.

One is a dexiscan (?) which monitors his blood sugar. He showed us on his phone the app with his blood sugar, and how the cheeseburger and fries really made his sugar shoot up. He does this only once a year. He'd had a business meeting someplace where he didn't like the food, it hurts his stomach, so he ordered what he enjoys. Effects of Fast Food on the immune system--reposted here if you missed it

I showed  him the book, the insulin resistance diet. I also told him he is inspirational, and should write a blog.

He told us he asks people in the candy store, who go to the sugar free section, 'why are you here?'

Did you know that the sugar free candies have the same amounts of carbs in them? And cause the same blood sugar spikes as sugar candies? The marketing is 'sugar free' but diabetics have no business eating them and thinking they are safe. Because, as he says, 'if you know the disease it's the CARBS and not the sugar! These people don't know the disease!'

I was sickened to know that people who make sugar free candy deceived all these poor patients who have diabetes...it turned my stomach to know such greed and deception exist...and they prey on innocent, well-meaning patients who want to do something safe and right for them.

By the way, Randy is only fifty-two.





Randy didn't know what he was in for...

He lives in the neighborhood, and used to live in my housing complex. We had an old TV stand on the front porch in the way for the cabinet to come in.

I showed it to him, and asked him if he could please take it? He could sell it. It's his 'tip'. He was excited!

Then I knew pancreas is yellow chakra, he DOES so much--a total mover and shaker--it's no surprise that the imbalance manifested after years, as diabetes.

He was curious about my beads. We had shown him Anthony's bracelets. Then Spirit nudged me. I gave him one, and one for his wife.

Then Spirit nudged me again. I asked if he knew of my auto mechanic's shop?

He did! They are near one another. And my mechanic is the one he brings HIS cars they can't figure out.

My mechanic had a mom who was a white witch. He's always been loving and supportive of me in my healing work. I've made  him bracelets and shields. I asked Randy to give him one too. Randy shared that Bill's wife is having health problems. Cancer. So I brought a pair and gave them to give to the couple. I told him Bill would know me.  I handed him a card with the stones' names, and also, told him it reduces negativity near the wearer. It neutralizes it.

He was amazed.

He asked me if I knew the asian guy who worked with Bill. I said that there was one who had died, long time ago, one who used to call him Wally. And the wife, I did mediumship for her after his death. She always remembered and thanks me every mother's day and Christmas.

He guessed this is a new asian.

But he was impressed. I gave him my information of who I am online. And offered him TDWR services in the event of a health crisis. There is a team of healers from all over the world, and they offer healing for free.



Ever since Christmas, we have had Anthony's old bike he outgrew in the walkway of the garage.

I wasn't sure what to do with it. It's worth one hundred fifty dollars. I wasn't sure to give it to the Goodwill charity. I didn't know what they do with it.

He agreed, he said he fixes their trucks. When there are things that don't need to be repaired, and he recommends to wait, they fix them anyway. He said that as a charity they should be careful with their money. They should care. But they always say, 'get it fixed'. He has his doubts about them, too.

I offered him the bike.

He admired the brand.

I remembered he had mentioned he has a nine-year-old son, who he's afraid is at high risk for diabetes.

He wheeled the bike with wonder back to his truck.

From an ordinary sale, and his kindness to deliver it, at this sad time with the closing of his business, he received so much...




Tales like these are 'right on schedule'



I got challenged yesterday over a FB post by my old chair, at my fellowship (my cardiac anesthesia attending), and my former surgery resident colleague who went to psychiatry (I had treated her to a Coldplay concert with my sister Vanessa, she's an awesome person)...to 'provide peer-reviewed papers' on an anti-vaccine video I posted, the study of home schooled kids versus classroom ones.

They are listening.

I've thought about how to respond. It's the second challenge from Laura. The first from Gerry. I thought of it on my whole walk.

Between us, WHO would fund such a study? The government? Big Pharma? Come on! Even Patrick Kennedy doesn't have that much sway, and he's lucky he too hasn't been killed like all the other alternative medicine physicians who have been exposing the truth. It's totally obvious, right?

But not to them.

I know what to say and it will be said in love.   I also know that the truth is inevitable, it will be painful for many like them who are deeply invested in the system.

I also know, through Kerth Barker, that everyone involved in SRA has to pay money up to the top.

I know from alternative news and channeled messages such as John Smallman, as well as the book Area 51, that HUGE amounts of money are siphoned off of everything to make this dark system 'go'. And...no money...no system. It falls apart and they fight themselves, trying to be top dog.  Kerth predicted this is how it would go down.

THIS explains the mysterious rent hikes, the cost of living skyrocketing, even healthcare going UP--because someone is taking that money. The books aren't real, they are for show. The real books show the siphoning to where it actually is going and it's hidden.

This is why John Smallman's Jesus says, 'it's the last gasp and the old ways are crumbling'. This is because not only the money, but the ENERGY is not compatible now with the dark ways. In every way, it will crumble.

I sense it is soon.

This is why, I don't mention things for my health--my work experience the other day, or the lesson that got Jarie all mad at me for exposing the church (this was not my intent, it was how to be a teacher and guide those who are discovering these unpleasant truths and coming to you for advice)--YOU ARE ON THE FRONT LINES and NOT LONG FROM NOW WITH YOUR FRIENDS AND COLLEAGUES AND FAMILIES YOU ARE GOING TO BE IN MY POSITION!!!

It can happen in the blink of an eye, and when it does, you need the skills--everything I have role modeled for you, everything about discernment and being able to work with your heart and brain together as a healthy functioning unit.

Everything.

YOU ARE READY!

How do I know?

Because I have been sent to prepare you, and I have listened to my heart/mind/guides, and done my purpose with everything I have, right to the letter!

Ross and I don't do things halfway.

Ross says, 'measure twice and cut once'.  I can tell he's been measuring. And it's almost time for Spirit to cut us free from the old ways, once and for all, to freedom in the Higher Realms.





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Namaste,
Peace,

Ross and Carla
The Couple

Thursday, January 25, 2018

On Powerlessness



Recently I had the experience of being totally overwhelmed by a clinical situation. It was something like this photo. Only there wasn't ability to ventilate the patient due to massive swelling in the oropharynx.

A tracheostomy was needed, and it too, proved technically difficult.

While it was happening, it was almost surreal. I felt called to be there, it was by chance, random, that I was free when the patient presented to the ER and needed to go to the O.R.

It was the spouse of a colleague, an administrative nurse who supervises the recovery room.

In alignment with recent guidelines  she was invited to be present during the code blue.

Code blues in the O.R. are not like on T.V. They are messy. Extra people come in and bark out orders. I understood due to the nature of the relation to the nurse that everyone, including my boss, needed to come in, be seen, and to contribute.

The nurse, although escorted by other workers, jumped to the bedside, in the way of patient care. The other nurses gently brought her to a corner. I could hear her sobbing. It was like my brain short-circuited, because I felt torn. I had the duty to follow, and the emotions were making it difficult to maintain my train of thought for the resuscitation.

Everyone did an incredible job in a difficult situation.  ICU receipt of our patient upon transport was especially strong.

I had given so much, squeezing the bag, ventilating, that my arms were sore. I was physically and emotionally exhausted by things which were outside my control.

I also was a little, um, 'blank', because I had looked for Ross, the patient's spirit, Raphael during the resuscitation--normally I see them and sense them--and I got 'nil'. I knew this meant it was a test for me, a life lesson, and I needed to learn how to manage this lesson.






In Native American cultures, one of the highest forms of medicine is 'Snake Medicine'. This is not to be confused with 'Snake Oil'--slang for a quack, a false remedy.

Snake Medicine practitioners are shamans who have almost died and come back. They are given the problem they have been sent to treat. They have to overcome it, along the lines of 'that which does not kill you makes your stronger'.

I have been talking about the anticipated reactions from the general public as the Truth comes out. Many of them will be completely blindsided.  But I have been speaking from the comfort of my armchair.

Yesterday I got to experience it in the physical, in ways I understand, in ways that are meaningful communication to me, to my soul, in my own Life Lessons.

This patient was essentially dead on arrival to the ER. Sad as it is, there had been a lack of oxygen from the office where the procedure was being done until the paramedics arrived.

I didn't cause it, I couldn't cure it (although I tried, with my teams), and sometimes terrible tragedies happen to people you love.

It's in God's hands now.  (he was put on ECMO and transported to an academic medical center by helicopter).

It was the seeing with my eyes, the being a member of the team who worked well together, it was being there as support for the family, right in the thick of things, that was my lesson.

In every single situation I chose to keep calm and respond with love. I did raise my voice once, over a piece of equipment I needed. My technician corrected me and said it was in my cart when I asked, he had stocked it without my knowing it. I apologized.

I felt like a limp noodle afterwards.

I felt like my patience had been tested. After three hours, I was hungry, I was going to lunch, and a nurse told me to give the message that perhaps local anesthetic had been mainlined and the patient needed interlipid. So I --starving and with very little time--marched upstairs to the ICU bed, and gave this message to the nurse who looked at me like I was crazy (it was clinically irrelevant) and I explained I was asked to give the message, I promised to give it, and here it is.

My hands were squeezing the ventilation bag throughout the case. For hours. The ventilator on my anesthesia machine wasn't strong enough. I ached.

And my nerves were so stressed, I felt depleted, and rightfully so, afterwards.

These physical feelings, emotions, and concepts apply to anyone who has been in an overwhelming situation, and are rightly described as 'being in shock'.


I came home after my shift and took a bath. 


The fragrance was lavender, and it helped to soothe me, the warmth, the bubbles, and the quiet.



I put in a Reiki Request to Team Doctors With Reiki and the effects were immediate. 


I wanted to skip dinner, but I was hungry. I made a sandwich like Anthony had in his lunch, and ate one pomegranate too. 



I was constantly in touch with Ross and my teams, asking for more guidance. I took care of the pets, and called Anthony to make sure he was okay at his dad's.



Then I fell asleep, early. And fortunately have today off, so I slept in.


In situations like this, your personal energy is depleted. My aura must have been thin, and close to my skin, after an experience like that. I have my diamond shield and gold mesh, but for many, attachments can happen where there are strong emotions like this. 

I wanted to spell it out for you, how circumstances beyond your control (but undoubtedly arranged for you in advance as a Life Lesson) can 'empty your cup', or deplete you in many ways. As helping souls here on assignment, you will need to be aware of this in your own journeys, and to be skilled at self-care to 'refill your cup'.

There really isn't anything as complete 'powerlessness', as we have always the ability to choose our reaction to any situation.

Yesterday, I experienced profound trust in Ross and my teams, and didn't question what was happening. I only asked them to support me and help me to do my very best.

Remember as caregivers, what goes on with those you have been sent to assist is going to affect you too! A lot!

Welcome to the club.

Here's a couple articles which may help you:
  1. https://johnsmallman.wordpress.com/2018/01/24/life-is-a-most-wonderful-gift-but-how-you-use-it-is-almost-entirely-up-to-you/
  2. Real doctor ZDoggMD critiques The Resident https://youtu.be/iRzLXH52Vr4
  3. The Black Child video on Monique. It shows how they attack and betray one another. Last celebrity I saw do this was Kanye, we all know what happened to him. Reprogramming. 





Good things are ahead. I can feel it.

Ross says he is working very hard to help us improve our life, and results are 'forthcoming'.

He smiles, and looks down, turns and goes back to his work. He's in his ivory flight suit. He's such a good man...




Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,
Ross and Carla
The Couple