As A Couple

Today was a big day for our relationship. There has been much growth. This isn't going to be Ladies' Home Journal where it's His Turn and Her Turn and The Counselor's Turn...it's just us, talking heart to heart with you, about the pressures and adjustments one must take into account for a Higher-Dimensional to Incarnate Galactic Reunion to take place.

Ross does interviews. He's kind of a big thing in a Galactic scheme of things. He's kind of important. And a lot of people care about what he has to say. He has MANY names, I can't even count. But pretty much everyone knows who he is, more or less, and they all agree his is a pretty good dude.

I saw a channelling recently of him, that got me really upset. His tone was not like him. He talked about his childhood, and it didn't seem right. And he spoke of some things that just were close enough to get me to believe it...and make me sad.

We had just had a beautiful afternoon together, then I saw this thing. And I had to answer myself if this is disinformation or not?  I decided it was. But when I saw a trusted one repost it, I grew very sad.

I felt like the things Galactics take for 'normal' are like 'superhero powers' to us, and it's kind of daunting to be reminded of the difference between us and them.

I told all of the Galactics I knew, tearfully, not to take this attitude with us. I told them not to spike the football after the touchdown, because that 'dance' is rubbing it in the opponents' face, and considered to be poor sportsmanship.

Well, this morning I cried a lot. And the council of twelve came in, and they listened and they cared.

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I puts the crumpled paper towel with my tears in my pocket of my scrub top, and drove to work.

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Just now,  I took a walk. My request for Ross had been to be near me today, and he has been. So after my cases, I did a few laps around the facility. And we talked.

I asked him just how big he is, in the grand scheme of things, and what does he do? He is kind of like the admiral of a ship. And he showed me things he is responsible for, and also, him at meetings, and at rest.

I told him I know he was kind and stopped doing a certain interview with a lady who I really don't like because I requested it.  It's been months. And now this channeler, well, it wasn't right...but I thanked him for being responsive with my request for the first one to stop. And it did! She made an announcement and everything.

Well, I said, 'If there is anything about me that you don't like, I will change it.'

He paused and held one finger up and said, 'There is one.'

How come when you look in my eyes you think you can't have me?

He was right. He knows me that well. I told him how I think someone is going to come along and take him from me. How I am not deserving of him. How it's been so long with everyone having a partner and me being single, well...it just gets to your confidence, right?

I confessed he was correct, but I didn't even know where to start or how to picture it...

He showed me something I did the night before my brain surgery (I was twenty-five) when I had a massage to help me relax. I was crying and had a tissue in my hand as the massage lady worked. And I held it TIGHT, because I was terrified what was going to happen to me. (pituitary adenoma, transsphenoidal resection.)

Then at one point I deeply relaxed and let go, and the tissue fell out of my hand.

Ross asked me to do this, in spirit, which I did.

And the instant that tissue dropped, his hand was there to hold mine, and he lifted it to his lips, and kissed it.


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I asked him when I go up, will he still be patient with me? He said he would. He said I could share all of my frustration and concerns with him, and I would be safe doing this.

I told him when I get to know him better, he can take it out on me too, but for now, because he is so, well, important in the grand scheme of things, I would get upset even if he lifted an eyebrow at me!

Well, the thought that was the funniest thing ever! And he started making faces and smiling and practicing lifting one eyebrow--saying 'Aha! AHA!' --as if he was catching me doing something I shouldn't and getting me busted and laughing the whole time.

So that's what I will get when I cross the line with Ross early into our reunion--the raised eyebrow, that is raised in equal parts exasperation with me, and love for me...


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I was reviewing some of my past incarnations. But this time I did the math. There was my birth. Then the one before that, the 'kitten' died at ten, so was born a decade before. And the other one before??? She was famous. Liked to talk in front of large crowds. (Funny, in medical school when the lecture hall was empty, I used to go in the dark, and stand there, and just dream about helping people that way--little did I know it was a past life thing I was famous for.). He had me look up the biography of this person. Sure enough, the death was twenty years before I was born.  And it was on my favorite number, too, the date. The birthdate of that incarnation was also the day I met my Anesthesia Guide--it was his birthday too...

I asked if she talked to him, the first one. He said yes. And I said, 'she probably knows me now?' I saw how the incarnations fit together, but I was curious what happens to the old incarnations? He says some dissolve into the main soul. Others go on and live their lives...


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On my walk I went by a fire hydrant for the hospital. It looks like the one in the photo, except the wheels are even and horizontal. They are chained together with a lock.

He said as Twins we are like that. Each connected powerfully to source, and yet, bound together through love and commitment.

I thought it was very romantic of him.




Ross:

I just want to say that Carla is finding her way into my world with me. Her asking questions is the beginning of a transition that will take many months of your time to process. It will be strange to her to come back, and to re-experience what she once had known in our realm. It is good for her to have these talks with me. I suggest when you reach out to your own Twin in spirit, and reconnect, to have similar conversations of your own. I highly enjoy them. Ours allows me a whole new perspective and appreciation for the woman I love.






Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,

Carla and Ross

Love, Patience, and Trust

Today we are going to talk about getting along with others, and working as a team on Spiritual teams.

Misunderstanding:
As we grow as humanity awakens, we are going to be called to serve with others who are not like us! Although we would like to think that  we are open to Galactics and First Contact, sometimes things get bumpy with someone who just doesn't speak the language like you.

I have five people in mind, who I communicate with on a regular basis online. Let me explain how it seems to me, with each one of them:

• One is like, totally same as me. Same jokes. Same slang. Same culture. Communication is effortless! We are both Reiki Masters, clairvoyant, and mediums. We are like two peas in a pod--that close!
• Another has a 'little bit of accent' on the keyboard, but otherwise we have the same communication skills online. We send stickers, we LOL, we know all that stuff. We share an interest in learning about each other's culture, and the exchange is light, easy, and fun. We also are at similar levels of Spiritual Development, and we enjoy sharing this in our relationship too. We let each other know how we appreciate each other every day. (This one is a non-Reiki healer but otherwise very much the same as I am.)
• The next one takes an effort for us to communicate, in many regards. There is a big time difference--just like the one before, too, same number of hours--but our schedules are a little harder to align. The accent is a little thicker to my ear, but is still workable. I have a clear 'read' on the energies, and with Skype, the facial expressions. Our conversations 'work'. We also have the benefit of similar life situations, with working and co-parenting. In this situation, Love Is The Solution For Everything. I apply patience, and TRUST that all is from the Light and for the Highest Good. (this person is also not Reiki trained)
• The last one -- well, next to last--comes from a very different background. Does not watch t.v. (I don't but I have one just in case) or use a cell phone. I have to be honest with you--sometimes the phrasing and the energies that come off this person are like, not cool. I have to tell myself the frustration I am picking up is because of the LANGUAGE and the Cultural Differences--that we are both HEALERS and are working for the Light. With patience, and a willingness to go as it feels in my heart, 'more than half-way' on my part, I know we will be able to work through these little setbacks and get to know one another 'heart to heart' as fellow bloggers and friends. It's just not easy! I had to go into the garden and water some plants after today's discussion! My energy was very drained but at least the challenges were met, and we resolved our differences. (again, this person is NOT Reiki-trained, and does another type of healing successfully)
• The last one thinks they speak English better than they actually do.(please note--everyone I mention today is WAY better at their English than I am at my French, and I am fluent in French! Just, not like I speak it every day, you know? At my house, our bedtime stories are always in French to help keep the skills up with the language).  And when I asked, politely, about the English--when it got to need some clarificaton--did you mean, um, whaaaaat? in written 'reply' and 'reply' conversation online, this one got FURIOUS with me! This was a person requesting a healing for their spouse, things were 'not looking good' on my end, but apparently there was some denial going on that I had no clue was present. The fury of a soon-to-be alone spouse 'ripped me a new one'...to use a local slang. I got reamed. You You YOU don't DOCTOR at ME! I didn't want YOUR MEDICAL OPINION!  I wanted THAT healing and only Reiki and ....you get the picture. Well, I hung in there. I did everything I could to calm this reader down. And it worked. Eventually the spouse passed. And a friendship began. It is one of the closest ones I have online. It is a friendship of the heart, and it was so worth it. This person is actually giving me emotional support on a loss that can happen any time now to me. They have the unique advantage of an impending loss, and losing itself. (This person is Reiki-trained)

You don't get to do THIS without taking a lot of spills. So what? You fall. Most of the time you don't hurt anything. Except maybe your pride?

Isn't is WORTH IT to be able to enjoy the energies, and the ability to interact with Light workers from across the globe, and possibly even across the dimensions and galaxies?

So here are the ground rules. There are three:

1. Love Is The Solution For Everything.
2. Patience is sometimes needed to help keep number one functioning between you and others.
3. Trust is the most important value of all--trusting yourself, and others. 

In the higher dimensions, everyone is trustworthy--because if they aren't, you will feel it in your aura, and know. That whole 'getting defensive' thing might kick in a little, but you don't have to act on those emotions. Just be cool about it, and tell yourself, 'We are on the same side!!!' and implement Rules number 1, 2 and 3.

I thought you might like to enjoy watching some surfing now. The lesson is done. There is no homework. Only extra credit--see if you can pick Kelly Slater apart from the groms (new surfers)!

Stoke O Rama

http://youtu.be/qW89JMdsAuQ

You are totally awesome, Dude! 

(both males and females in Southern California respond to the term, Dude. There IS not 'dudette' ; )  )

Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Reiki Doc

Called Back By Ashtar

Incredible sleepiness overcame me this afternoon.

I lay down on the couch, covered myself with a blanket, and let go.

Next thing I saw was Ashtar's face, big, right next to my own.

Oh crap I'm busted! I thought.

Ashtar embraced me tight, and said, 'Thank you for loving me so much you expect so much more of me.' and 'I want to show you something.' He took me by the hand, and up to a part of the ship where I got a good look at space.

He explained there were many ships out there, watching us, and sending the energies to us for the changes that are about to happen. I wasn't sure if I was being shown them or they were being shown me.

Then a loud cheer came from all of the ships.

Apparently my outburst is something that is atypical for Galactics. They understood and were happy for my taking a stand on things.

Then my Twin Soul came, and escorted me to 'The Office'--the same place I went last night. I wasn't sure if I was in trouble or not.

I found God and sat on His lap, like always. I thanked him for answering my request. He wanted to know how the energies felt now, and I said, 'Much Better!!!' with a smile.

I also asked about the 'exit strategies'. I offered to have my Higher Self assist if anyone was going to be leaving the planet. He said not to worry about it.

I also whispered my wish for the New Year: for my Galactic Brothers and Sisters to be welcome on Surface Gaia, and for the Agarthans in the hollow center of Gaia not to have to hide any more, if God would please be so kind. I want them to be able to come and enjoy the sights that Gaia has to offer, and to experience them, like swimming in the ocean and visiting our museums and enjoying some of the regional foods...I also asked for no more killing, no more killing animals (might a replicator make the meat?).

And I asked for one more wish--to share some Earth 'things' up to the ships for the Galactics to celebrate the New Year's with us. I showed God the little poppers that you throw on the ground and they pop. God smiled at the tiny explosions as he threw the ones I gave him, and I took a package of my boy's and filled His whole pocket with them.

I saw these being lifted up from Gaia to the many ships:

And I smiled with delight!

Then my Twin Flame came and got me. He smiled. He said the Galactics would be celebrating the countdown with the New York time, and at midnight they would be celebrating with them.

He would be busy at my own time zone three hours later. But if I didn't mind, could we celebrate midnight now? He smiled and gave me a kiss. I hadn't had one on New Year's for a very long time. I enjoyed it very much.

Happy New Year,
Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,

Reiki Doc


P.S. This is from the Galactics:

Guy Lombardo's final New Year's Eve Broadcast

(They think the whole New Year's concept is real cool)

Financial Abundance Portal Opening and Healing The Grid

There is no picture to add. I will explain in words exactly what happened, as I was guided and as I saw it.

I awoke at twenty to one in the morning. I was guided to eat. I always eat before a healing with Lightworker Community.

Today I had, in my special blue Japanese print bowl--Tirawmisu, Organic Maple Syrup, and about 1/3 cup uncooked rolled oats.

As I ate, I sat at the kitchen table, and was guided to look at the pages of the book, The Elements, a pictorial guide. I saw different ones, most notably, copper, silver, and finally Gold. The ones in between, praseodynium, cobalt, tungsten, zinc, tin, all looked 'different' and it puzzled me why iron and copper would be so familiar, but the others were not.

I also learned that in the center of hemoglobin is a molecule of iron. In the center of chlorophyll is a molecule of something close, perhaps iron too. And in the center of some other animals with blue blood, there is a molecule of copper in the center of the Heme ring.

Gold never tarnishes. It conducts electricity better than anything on the planet. And all of it on earth would make a cube sixty-feet on the edge.

I also know that Gold is special in the Universe for its properties. I wear three Hawaiian Gold bracelets on my right arm because of it. I am 'taking them with me' when I ascend. I have earned them.

I was guided to go lie in my bed for the healing. I usually lie down or recline.

As I turned the corner at the foot of the bed, I heard something hit the ground, and a beautiful fragrance caught my nose. It was the Aphrodite healing aromatherapy oil. The holder for it is copper. There is a face on it. My Twin Flame. He was Present.

I was guided to leave the blue bottle open, and to remove the copper necklace, and place them on the nightstand.

As I lay back, the blanket mysteriously moved up and caressed my left cheek, as if guided by an unseen hand. It startled me. I had never experienced anything like this before. (Once I woke up to someone kissing my lips in spirit but felt real. That was shortly after Dad died. It upset me. Tim Braun said it had been Dad. He didn't know it would weird me out.)

I felt Sarah, Jacqui, Laurita, and one more on the East Coast's energy 'connect' with mine.

I was guided to do the Goddess Spiral. (see 2102portal.blogspot.com youtube video).

The first time I did it, a big ugly winged super tall entity loomed in my consciousness. I caught my breath! I asked Archangel Michael to take it away. And the ugly thing was taken away in handcuffs.

I did more Goddess Spiral. Each time, deeper and deeper layers of icky entities, that grew progressively smaller until they were flat black dots, were cleared by Light Forces. They were taken away in custody, and were peaceful the whole time.

I could see each of my partners in the Light creating blue vortexes geographically around them, and the many, many connections that meshed back to them.

I saw London come online. I saw two places in Australia. And I saw the East Coast not as  strong, but still like a water sprinkler with energy going up.

And then it was me.

I didn't sparkle.

I got to spend time with Him.

I couldn't relax. It took some time to let my guard down. This was the longest part of the healing--getting to be where I was calm in His presence, the presence of my Twin Flame. There was an energy we radiated out from our heart centers. We were back to back, and sparkly rainbow Light went out like a garden sprinkler on the lawn as we slowly spun.

Then I felt a Galactic Pulse, like a very slow heart beat, going through all of us Lightworkers.

I saw the masses, with their hunger, all over the globe. People are STARVING, and it is WRONG. I could see the way the system had tricked all of us into accepting this horrible LIE that there was not enough for everyone.

I saw St. Germain and his Violet Flame, calling the shots on the new financial system that is fair and equitable and transparent to all. I saw him directing Light all over the globe.

I saw Jesus, and He said how He is going to take care of all of his Hungry Children. I saw their mouths opening, and them gaining weight and health, all over one half of the globe. I saw brown ones, black ones, white ones, all with their ribs sticking out and gaunt faces, regaining health.

I saw Buddha, and he sent me a picture of his monks going from door to door with their rice bowls, begging for food. This saddened him, that they would be reduced to this. I saw all of the hungry in the East, with their mouths open, getting filled with rice from Buddha, all over their part of the globe.

As I relaxed, peacefully, in the arms of my beloved, I felt my emptiness in my soul fill. I also felt the fullness in my tummy, and how nice and warm and comforting it was to have something good to eat inside.

Then I saw the presence of the Galactics. I saw Gold Beams and Purple beams of Light shining down. I saw many of the ships landing, and the Galactic family being welcomed by the surface Gaia family with open arms.

Gold sparkles rained down over Earth. It rained these large, golf-ball sized droplets for quite some time all over the globe.  This was the Abundance and Prosperity.

I was guided to say, 'Good Night' to all of my fellow Lightworkers who were doing this healing with me. I did, one by one. And I said, 'see you soon'.

And before I went to sleep, I thanked my angels, guides, and Galactic Family for their helping us.

I also thanked Cobra and Lady Isis. I asked them, because I saw them, if I would recognize them when they took their proper place as Galactic Representatives from their worlds (I know them in Earthen form). They reassured me and said yes, I would recognize them.

Cobra smiled and said, 'The Grid is Clear' (of all non-physical and physical um, not-so-light 'characters').

Then I was guided to write this. As I got out of bed, I heard, No one will ever go hungry again.



Bless You and I Love You,
Namaste,

Reiki Doc

For the MJ Fan Lightworkers

I have two videos for you. It will take you less than half an hour.

In Captain EO, watch for the battle between Dark and Light. Michael is total 5D Lightworker in this film. He takes down the 3D world with beauty, love, and Light.  After knowing what I know, now, I am impressed with the foresight of those that made it:

Michael is a Galactic in this! <3

Also, here is one I posted on my Facebook page. Watch in the middle of the song, where a fan is allowed onstage with him. Watch how Michael reacts. That joy she is experiencing is REAL, and when the Galactics return for us, we are going to experience that same genuine joy at being reunited with them. They are us, they are our family, and we share the same DNA. Enjoy!

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

P.S. Anthony, this is for you. Thank you for your kind comment on Chapter 51.

The Omega Grid: Yoda Alert!

My friends, this is the update we have been waiting for.

Please join the Sunday weekly meditations to increase the Light (see the Portal2012 website).

P.S.
I cheat. I think of it like having read the last page of the mystery novel I have started to read because I can't wait to find out 'who does it'! The Light Wins!!! There is no doubt whatsoever in my mind about that. For now, I am just 'reading the rest of the story'...and it is a good one!

Enjoy, enjoy, enjoy,
Love Light and Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Here is the Link to Cobra's much awaited update: http://2012portal.blogspot.com/2012/12/theomega-grid-tacticalreadiness-of.html

(If after reading this link, you have a concern about references to WW2, you might wish to study the links Cobra provided and are in this blog regarding his 'Little Red Pill')

The Multidimensional Healer in the O.R. and in the Board Room

Conversation with Leslie, the OR scheduler, on the way out:

Let me see the schedule for tomorrow. I am first call.
"Let's see where there are two long rooms going. There is this (robotic room with gyn cases) and this (awake neurosurgery that starts thirty minutes before the rest of the regular OR start times)." she said.
I really hope I get the robot room. I don't like working with him (neurosurgeon), and the early start makes me drive thirty minutes out of my way to a sitter to drop the kids off there for them to drop off at school. All for fifteen minutes' extra time. I replied.
"Well, he kind of feels the same way about you."
"I thought so."
"He doesn't like many people, really. Don't take it personal."

Here is an example of the Natural Wedge that is driving apart the dimensions. This neurosurgeon, is a control freak. After the result from the deep brain stimulator last week, the one I inherited when I was on call, he stopped in the OR, looked around and triumphantly said, 'See? THIS, this is what you work for: no matter how long it takes, no matter how difficult it is, THIS, the perfect result is why we are here and what THIS is all about!'

This is the one where I kept jiggling the legs every three minutes for five hours (an unspeakable offense against the specialty of anesthesia) and giving Reiki both to patient and room for him to ACHIEVE that perfect result! I don't buy into any of that crap that originated with Osler, who said, 'the only problem with being on call every other night is that you miss half the cases.' It's Manifest, my three-dimensional friend, it's the manifestation of healing. My Multidimensional Consciousness makes me feel like Dr. Mc Coy from Star Trek while I am watching you do barbaric willfulness by Best Practices (the 'one way' to do any given procedure based on randomized controlled studies and research that is being mandated by the government).

 Multidimensionality is NOT going to win you any brownie points with any Three-dimensional healers in traditional medicine. You are going to repel them, repulse them, and make them uncomfortable as hell because your Vibration is incompatible with them.

Light attracts Light. Light drives out the Darkness. Fear is incompatible with Light.
And I am very 'sparkly' according to my Cousin Susie who is on the Other Side.

So I left the OR to go to my next 'assignment'.

At o'dark thirty that morning, when I woke up, I got dressed. I put on my usual attire-comfortable old jeans and a tee shirt. Who is going to see me on the way in to work? Environmental services? Nobody else is HERE except the OR staff, and we are all in scrubs, anyway!

Well, mid-day, I was approached to attend a meeting to discuss the electronic anesthesia record. Great. Now I have my short day to do errands, buy food for the empty refrigerator, and pick up the housekey from my sister by the ocean that she forgot to give back yesterday--all my plans scrapped! You see, attendance at meetings like this is not compensated. And all of my colleagues are either at the helm giving anesthesia during cases that or running, or wanting to head home because they are too smart to volunteer for anything like this. Cornered, I said, 'yes'.

So I had to buy clothes! In my one hour free, I went to the local discount store. I bought two pairs of slacks, three blouses, two dresses (my new favorite dress in the world, and my new second-favorite dress in the world), a cardigan, a nightgown, a Hello Kitty bathrobe, and panties that won't show through the second-favorite dress in the world all for the price I would have spent on a dress without batting an eye. The total came to $222.

On the way to the register, something caught my eye: a little girl's tee shirt with the words, 'Good girl to Great' on it. Again, after I went back to the dressing room and changed clothes for the meeting, that tee shirt caught my eye again, with a message to pay attention to it.

The meeting I was told started at five by my boss who asked me, at five-thirty by the Chief of the OR, started at six. The food provided was kind, but not particularly inviting to Multidimensional me. Too-much-meat salad, caesar salad with chicken (fortunately on the side), icky lukewarm rotini pasta dish that was vegetarian, tiny designer pizzas-I took one slice of cheese and steered clear of the meat. Where are the drinks? I asked the fellow attendee. He showed me the refrigerator, and said, 'we are low, we only have two choices, water and Coke.' That's okay, I don't drink soda. And he looked at me like I had some feathers growing out of somewhere and was a total freakazoid, took a sip of his new can of Coke, and walked away.

The goal of the meeting is simple:
*Medicare is only going to reimburse hospitals who can prove they are in COMPLIANCE

*Electronic medical records and paperless anesthesia records give DATA they can point to and PROVE they are in COMPLIANCE. Look these terms up SCIP, Leapfrog, Beta-blocker protocol (this is one that GAVE people heart attacks who were not originally on them and we dutifully gave them to everybody intraop as told by Best Practice, which had to be changed to giving them ONLY to people who were on the in the first place).

*Everybody else in the field of medicine is going to have to take a class, buy EXPENSIVE equipment, hire consultants and change how they do everything! (look at my blog post on the Anesthesia Record to get an idea of what kind of information is captured on a paper anesthesia record).

That is the score.

Who was in the room? The obese billing woman who came late. The Studio 54-ready doc who had turned into an Informatics specialist, sitting next to his buddy, The-Simple-Old-Country-Birthing-Babies doc who also had turned into an Informatics specialist, the Saavy Latina who is from the computer company, the I-am-Having-a-Bad-Hair-Day woman who is thinking I-am-Looking-Really-Good with this permed long colored hair that covers her face who is the Computer Expert, the Project-Leader who is an americanized asian looking to get this project off-to-a-good-start. Next to her was, High-Ranking-Nurses who will do anything to get out of charting in the OR. These took up a whole leg of the U-table configuration. Then there were anesthesiologists from all of the hospitals going to be involved.

Their goal? Brand-Name-Anesthesia-Electronic Record Implementation and Physician Engagement Meeting.   This was a Three-Dimensional Management Frenzy looking for someone to Leave Their Practice for 'twenty hours a week' compensation by the organization but would be working double to triple that to get the project done. For two years. This, they called, 'a commitment'.

Their message? MBA gibberish such as:
anesthesia champion
Key phases and partnerships
Coin builders
Retool a look at processes
'you spend time doing high-quality work and you want that information being accessed by others' ?!?
  (since when do non-anesthesiologists need to look at the anesthesia record?)
Facility Based Champion with Bidirectional Interface that is Pretty Transparent, not Lone Wolves
A major opportunity
Workflow commonalities

My Multidimensional self had to fight off the giggles as I watched them jockey for position, and spar words with an elegant glove across the room. I knew this was the gateway to Big Brother, where all of our Quality Measures are calculated electronically, and simple documentation has morphed into the realm of 'cover your ass' anesthesia, to the point that the physician turns AWAY from the patient after induction to chart-chart-chart and the surgeons get irritated and call them on it. 'We get in trouble if the record is not right' we used to say to surgeons at my old job, where an electronic anesthesia record was rolled out. I knew there were starships barely cloaked overhead day and night. I felt the swarm of earthquakes in Southern California. Gaia is changing! And as Reiki Doc, I knew that their systems are going to go on unchanged in the third dimension where people like that will have no clue what is going on with Gaia, and their Multidimensional brothers and sisters will have reunited with their Galactic Family and gone with Gaia after the upcoming Ascension. So THIS is the group that is going to have cold water dumped on them like Poofness says!

I left the meeting, and got into my car. I have a nice car. I drive a black Mercedes E350. I had Manu on, my favorite CD by Kauwila*. It is instrumental accompaniment to the birds of Kilauea. When the music is on, I let my hair down. My soul can breathe. It is like an i.v. infusion of Light and I drink it in deeply to every cell of my parched being. (Like any native Southern California, I spend much of my time in my car. Someone said once our vehicles are like out lotus blossoms, our little world apart, in which we develop spiritually).  And I remembered, 'Good girl to Great' sounded an awful lot like 'Good To Great', a book that a former chairman of mine had forced all the department to read before he crammed the electronic anesthesia record (we want to be the FIRST!), and several rounds of layoffs (yours truly included on the six-docs-in-one-day round) down our throats. Some of the companies that had 'turned things around' that were touted in that book, were Freddic Mac and Fannie May (now dismantled), Circuit City (ours is now a Wine Super Store), and Wells Fargo Bank (Financial Tyranny, anyone?)...how ridiculous is that???

I had a hearty laugh with the Hawaian Birds on my way home. Spirit, I have to hand it to you--point well-made!

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

* available at www.letyourjoyshine.com