The Arc de Triomph 8.22.2013

Lightwork in Paris has not been easy for me. The lesson again and again has been 'let go, let Spirit assist, and RELAX'.

The negative imprints in this town are so strong, as the layers and layers of Dark Energy, that I 'see' things I usually 'filter out'. All kinds of horrible images 'pop in' right before I fall asleep, or when I first get someplace like the Musee D'Orsay, or even when I walk through the Metro.

There is a great deal of swirling energy here, with all of the inhabitants and visitors from across the planet. I see people from all walks of life, beggars, mothers, women in burquas, service people at the hotel, workers, clerks in stores, couples (the woman usually has the 'I am finally HERE!' look on her face), models, students, immigrants, and everything you can think up.

The woman across from me on the train heading to Paris from Tours had beautiful makeup and hair, an outfit you only could pull off when you are in Paris, and despite her kind ways and smile there was no Light from her Soul that shone in her eyes. She had lived all her Life in Paris, born to parents who had done the same. She lived in an apartment with a garden, and she smiled as we spoke of that. She told me where I was staying was a 'very nice district' and only 'old Paris almost royalty lived there. She lived 'someplace nice but someplace else where anyone could live.' I let it go.

The trick to Lightwork here is to catch the Negativity 'off guard'. The airport was a piece of cake, for who would be expecting it?

So for today, when we started to head out for the Tour Eiffel (a major 'Mithraic Monument'-- check David Wilcock's blog for a list of those.), my son wanted to 'go to the Arc de Triomphe'.  I said, 'let's go!'.

We ate lunch at Monoprix on Victor Hugo.

It wasn't until we were within sight of the monument itself until I 'got the call'.

Go to the middle on the bottom, and stand there, and do Lightwork.

I did. There was a big metal eagle medallion in the center of a series of pointed stars.  It was packed with tourists. I had to wait to step on. The wind was blowing like crazy, tour buses and traffic circled around counter-clockwise (wow--all traffic circles go anti-clock)...

I wasn't sure what to do. I prayed for all my work to serve the Light, and for any mistakes I make to be corrected. Don't worry, you will know what to do.

Open the Goddess Energy in you. 

I had been initiated in the Goddess energy by Lady Isis last November. I moved my arms and felt the Goddess energy flow. I reached deep through the layers of energy that was not so great underneath me to hang on to Gaia's core.

Let the white Light from Heaven come through your heart.

BOOM! A huge bolt of white Light came through my chest, through my feet, to the earth. It was so powerful I was surprised. Then I said, 'open me more let as much Light as you can IN'. The Light turned to Gold, and as it reached through, the warm, familiar Light Blue energy of Gaia came up. Once the two combined, it made a Goddess Spiral vortex. I was guided to claim this location for the Goddess, and to give Divine Peace Healing at this site. I did. There was a lot of resistance as I did the symbols, but once I got to the Peace one, a brilliant new Light shone as I could see with my third eye! Some of the energy 'relaxed' and I knew everyone who came here would be touched by the new energy instead of the energy of separation and war.

I double checked with Archangel Michael who had been there the whole time. 'Did I do everything right?'

I felt JOY. Waves and waves of pure LOVE energy, Bliss, and JOY! All of a sudden, the vortex combined to the colors of 5D.

I felt a circle of soldiers surround me and drop to their knees in gratitude like angels do when they are 'moved' by human Lightwork. There were rows and rows as far as the eye could see, all were soldiers whose lives were lost due to war who wanted PEACE.

Look closely at the middle one. I think there is a camera there. This is the very top of the arch, on the inside.

I knelt at the tomb of the soldier. I prayed for peace. With tears in my eyes, I prayed for those lost...for the mothers who lost their children...for the soldiers who were scarred both physically and psychologically...as a child who lost her uncle for two years away to war, her favorite uncle, and how he returned he was not the same I KNEW the pain and suffering. I prayed for ALL WARS to end, forever, and for the Goddess to have PEACE.

I also prayed to help pave the way for Cobra, and to make the energy work here be helpful for his group. I can't take the town! I can only take a very small piece of it!  He and his Lightworker team will be in a better position to do MORE when they arrive. They are due in September to open the St. Germain Portal. If you can at all make it, it will be definitely worth the trip. Look at the 2012Portalblogspot.com website if you are interested.

Goddess Energy came through in the form of Mother Mary. She asked me to stop crying, and promised wars would never happen again. I wanted to be sure, and she said, YES, no more suffering.

After I saw this:

holocausts or 'burnt offerings' are very Mithraic and often trap souls; this memorial is to 'the man who thought of the eternal flame for the unknown soldier'

does it look different to you? how does it feel? my camera made it a whole new 'event' AFTER!

I also saw a pair of pigeons, whose necks were in a heart before a tourist walked by

a marlin is not quite a dolphin! But close...the image of the marlin is behind the lamp post

Then the New Gaia Portal came on at around the same time: http://gaiaportal.wordpress.com/2013/08/22/1469/

Things are going to get better soon for all of us.

Aloha and Mahalo,
Namaste,

Reiki Doc

P.S. Lightworkers have a sense of humor. Check this out--sushi AND bagels! All at one place. LOL.
Advertised as tall as me on the Metro...

The Church Bell And The Vineyards

The chickens woke me up. I won't lie. That rooster is hard to ignore! But I was sleepy and rolled over. I pulled the warm covers tight.

That was my 'snooze' button. I had forgotten that it was Sunday and I am in the countryside in France. The church bells kept ringing until i woke up. They rang straight for five minutes.

I don't go to mass like I used to. And I certainly give a very small fraction of what I used to give when I go. For example, the first mass I went to on this trip was part of a grape harvest festival in a small town.

It was charming. A marching band made a parade through town, followed by winemakers. They stopped in front of several houses and businesses and played Dixieland Jazz. Then there was mass. This is an image from the mass that I enjoyed most--watch the hat and the stick:

After mass, the parade continued to the steps of City Hall! With joyful music and lots of picture-taking by the crowd, we walked to a courtyard nearby. Four people were given certificates as winemakers. One of them was the priest.

There was a small tasting party with cookies, wine, orange juice and water. Everyone was very kind. After a break for lunch and siesta, the party returned by boat--yes, a 'parade on a boat'--to a glass-enclosed living wine museum. There, after another wine taste of rose wine, we marched together singing to a corner where all the grapes were ripe. We cut the grapes traditionally, by hand. People with baskets underneath caught the grapes, and when the baskets were full poured the fruit into the 'hotte', a huge 'backpack basket'.

The 'hotte' went right to the press. There was a manual 'initial breaking' of the grapes, and then a large crank wine press. The grape juice ran freely, and everyone could have as much as they wanted to taste. It was not pretty but tasted beautiful.

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There was a lot of bonding at the 'grape harvest festival' or 'Vendage'. All of the physical work and cooperation fostered 'team building'.

My friends I visit are descendants of wine makers. I have been many times to wine museums with them, and to the places to watch wine get made. I was surprised my friend used to wear a pump on his back and spray 'sulfur' on the plants when he was a teen. I was also surprised that his wife, my other close friend, used to harvest grapes. When a lot of people came to town to help, the area took about three weeks to harvest. Now, only two wineries harvest by hand. The rest are harvested by machine.

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Yesterday was the highlight of our trip. My son got to drive a tractor and do work with it. The family has a garden in the vineyard. I have seen two other gardens before this. They were in sandy soil. This was not a good year for gardening because of a large hailstorm in June. The rocky soil garden is in the middle of grapes as far as you can see. The weeds are growing better than the plants!

I know. I bent over like they show in the paintings, and picked up very small onions as my friend's wife used the pitch fork to loosen the soil. We did almost one full row, and got a reuseable shopping bag almost full. We also harvested beets. The carrots were too small, and stuck in the clay soil. The pitch fork couldn't go in.

As the tractor went back and forth trimming the weeds, she showed me the scars on the trees from the hailstorm. Large marks were left where bark had been torn off. The trees were full of disease, too. They were expensive. She was deeply saddened.

I knew this garden. It has never thrived. But this time, I was moved to help with Reiki and Light.

I hugged the trunk of a thin fruit tree. My grandfather and godfather (the same person, two roles), worked the orchards back in the old country in Sicily. I knew plants because of his lifestyle. (He used to make his own wine, too). 

As I hugged the tree, warm blue Goddess energy came up from Gaia. It came right up through my legs, into my arms, into the tree. I gently let the tree know it was loved. That this family was very kind. And I wanted the tree not to suffer, but to heal.

Then the faeries showed up.

They were confused because of all the grapes growing around this tiny garden. They didn't know what to do.(I felt like the faeries were not 'welcome' with the grapes somehow.)

I was surprised by this comment. I gently 'told' them telepathically that this garden has never thrived, and that the family who needs it to eat could use their help. 

Then the faerie Queen showed up. She gave me a glass of tonic for my healing too. (I won't go into the details--it is personal but was accurate and timely.) I drank it.

Suddenly I understood what to do for the poor trees! I hugged or 'touched and examined' each one, and gave Reiki. The trees responded beautifully to the loving energy. I also at each one drew up the blue Goddess energy and 'connected' it to the Golden Goddess Spiral energy to protect it. 

Out of nowhere, the spirit of Joan of Arc came up with her horse. She was on foot. I have seen a lot of folks from the other side, but this one caught me off guard. She was small, and straight forward, very serious. She asked me what it was exactly that I was asking for. I 'sensed' that she wanted me to spread the healing PAST the garden and into the fields that surrounded it. I made the healing more 'wide'. She offered to assist the land in any way she can. And then she left.

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Later I walked through the grape vines with the others. They showed me leaves with little green bumps on them. 'The maladie'. I understood.

'Alcohol is a poison' Wes Annac wrote about 'the occasional glass of wine'. He'd never touch it.

Is it?

Spiritually, all sources I have researched have said a small glass of wine sometimes with dinner, organic if possible, is good for the health and certainly not harmful for the spirit.

Medically, this small glass of wine makes a fatty reaction in the liver. More than three glasses of wine a day will lead to cirrhosis, which is irreversible damage of the liver.

The church promotes 'bread and wine'. Yet there is gluten in the bread and nowadays pesticide in the wine.

Is it safe?

I think it depends. For my body, which is from generations of farmers, I do okay with french bread and wine. I don't eat them every day. My body is 'plant based'. ; ) For others, who are more 'meat based', it might indeed be poison for them.

Thank you Wes Annac for making me look past the history of my family, and of this area, to see the influence of the cabal in church, wheat, and wine-making. It is there, undeniably so.

And through the same heart center, I can appreciate how it has become a part of our humanity, to live with the land. There IS no right or wrong that causes separation--because ultimately we are ONE to figure out what is best for Gaia, and for Us with respect to wine and gluten.

I am so glad I healed the land yesterday. After the healing I saw so much more Life at my feet. Spiders, grasshoppers, even some bees!

Is wine poison? Is it poison for the body? It can be, if taken in excess. Alcoholism can really destroy families. Growing wine was poison for my friend's cousin. He has so much metastatic disease that the incision has been seeded with mets.

Are the fields of grapes and wheat and sunflowers hurting Gaia? I don't know. But I do know I asked for help in healing the land, and Spirit 'showed up'.

These are the kind of issues we are going to face together after Ascension; Gaia really needs our help and all of us are going to take some time to help all of the life on earth and in the oceans.

Yesterday I could hear the church bell ringing all the way up in the fields. I think this confirms the 'connection behind the scenes' that might not be so 'Light'. Soon we  will know the truth and what to do about it. As more and more 'awaken', the Light will expose all that is hidden.

Aloha and mahalo,
Namaste,

Reiki Doc

The Goddess' Work

I have been up since 3 in the morning, now it is time for bed!

Today was fascinating! The energies are Off The Hook! Yesterday I began to experience Love energy, calm healing Love late in the afternoon. This is what I have been starving for my whole life. What this means is the vibrations are 'right', are compatible with my natural state of bliss from where I 'come from', wherever that may be. 

Epidural after epidural, with one going in right (through a very muscular pilates-five-days-a-week back) and another taking some 'patience'. I was done at seven a.m., with no time to rest.

I ate RAW, it totally helped.

At home I did TAXES. Yes, life has been so busy for me, that I filed an extension. Today I went to see the tax man. He is wonderful, and so is his assistant. His former assistant became a massage therapist. She was very 'open'. This one now loves pandas, like me. She showed me the twin panda babies at the Atlanta Zoo online while I waited.

The strangest thing happened--my tax man, whom I have known for over ten years, wants to blog! Next thing I knew, I was talking about this, and about seeing ghosts, and guess what? He is totally okay with it! He is 'Spiritual'! He has had experiences and heard friends' experiences, and he believes in the afterlife and contact with those who have crossed over! 

I was shocked, in a nice way, that after holding my secret from him I could be myself. (His wife had passed away unexpectedly several years back. He said his girlfriend's sister has seen ghosts ever since she could remember, and had picked up on the wife at the home where she had died and they still live. I confided I too had seen her ghost, and my message turned out to be much the same as the sister's.)

As I went to the car, I got this thought, 'you know, this life of mine must have been to strengthen up my masculine side!', after all, I am very feminine, and would have been totally absorbed in family life instead of being here for others at the hospital and for you here and now. (It felt 'right')

I picked up my boy, and I was hungry. So was he. I had checked with the pendulum first--time to go 'on assignment'.

We went to eat at the place where our psychic gifts were to be used 'to catch a thief'.

(He actually ate two slices of pizza down the street first, because he didn't like the food.)

As we were seated, an energy came out from the server that made my skin crawl. My boy picked up on it too. We watched everyone else, too, as we ate our meal.

I smiled and relaxed. I had on my 'French shirt', a 3/4 sleeve tee with navy boating stripes. I also felt a familiar energy flowing in the kitchen and stop cold at the door to the dining room. 

I'm cool with that! There is so much freedom when you feel the Universe supporting you. I had heard my favorite song ever, La Vie en Rose, on the music system. Then an asian song. I saw the familiar one hug a mutual friend. After he left, I went up to her, because she is fond of my kid. We said 'hello'. 

Back at meal time, I heard this:

Something in me relaxed like it hadn't in years. We laughed, and I was surprised to hear my easy laughter rising up in the dining room. My son was talking about something moms are supposed to say, 'that's not polite dear', and then right as I took a big sip of chocolate drink, said, 'what am I supposed to talk about now? Rainbows?'

And the chocolate came out my nose I laughed so hard! Delighted and embarrassed at the same time, I hadn't experienced this since the eighth grade! I sputtered, coughed, and cleaned myself up.

We saw our family friends who 'hired' us at a booth. We said quick hellos, and went back to work. (My boy shared about the summer camp field trip to the baseball game, where the best part was someone who ran onto the field and got tazered in front of the entire stadium. Kids these days are something else.)

I felt energy pulsing through me in waves that was very pleasant once we sat down and finished our meal. My tostada was delicious.

On the way to the car, I saw a spider on the truck parked next to us. A real spider, crawling right where I could see. The spider is a sign of the Goddess. They show up everywhere. How you feel about spiders is a good 'thermometer' of how comfortable you are with Goddess energy. (this is not to make you feel guilty, but to give you a chance to 'grow' in your comfort with them, if you so like.)

Then in the car, guess what? Good old MJ gives a nod--while flipping through the stations to skip the commercials, I heard this:

I feel Michael's presence. He is warm, happy and supportive. He is smiling and letting me know he is not done with the work with me, yet.

Instead, I have peace in my heart, for my inner masculine and feminine are beginning to 'balance' and feel 'right' inside, at last. It is Divine Peace. And I have waited my whole life for this.

Good things are around the corner, energy-speaking. If I can talk Spirit with my Tax Man, and use psychic gifts to catch a crook that is hurting my friend's business, we are coming a long way in the Ascension path!

Namaste,
Love and ALOHA to my ohana who read this,

Reiki Doc

The Special Request Case: Sam's Grandmother

Remember Sam, who wanted to choose his own doctor--not the hundred percent conventional one, but one who was more in line with his philosophy on healing in general (several blog posts back...here is the link: http://reikidoc.blogspot.com/2012/11/who-sam-picks.html)

Well, Sam is real and works in my O.R. He is an amazing surgical technician, especially when it comes to orthopedics. He is also a big Pop Warner football coach.

Sam asked me to do the anesthesia for his grandmother. She needed lifesaving surgery, and was a little risky to 'go under'. Although I was on OB anesthesia, I traded with a colleague for three hours to go and do her case.

Sam wants me to 'zap' with my energy healing in the O.R. (I have also done anesthesia for his 'auntie'.)

I did.

What was immediately obvious to me, once I got into the aura or the energy field of the patient while they were sleeping and stable under anesthesia of course, was that the underlying cause of the health problems and energy imbalance was lack of the Goddess energy; It was present but 'stifled' in this one, and needed some extra 'oomph!' to get it 'on the right track' and flowing normally again like 'chi'.

After I took care of the usual Reiki, Karuna Reiki, and chakra cleansing and balancing, I opened up the Goddess Spiral energy like I do with my daily/weekly Cobra Meditation for Planetary Liberation. (see below)

Part of this meditation is to raise one's hands up over the head to 'take in' the Goddess Spiral energy, and to say the mantra iiiiiiiiiiii while slowly spinning in a clockwise direction. I did this with my mind in the O.R. I also dropped my hands at the right time and said, iiiiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaa, iiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaa like we are supposed to do. I was guided to give just a touch of the violet flame, and a LOT of the Platinum Ray. I also was guided to heal a Timeline through this patient.

The case was uneventful, emergence was smooth, and we transferred her to the gurney.

As we pulled the gurney out of the room, Grandma stretched her arms up overhead, like this:

She kept them there as we wheeled down the hall. It caught the attention of the entire OR staff that was working in the hall. Woooo! Roller coaster! people said. Another one said,

TOUCHDOWN!!!!! Everyone agreed she looked adorable like that. Someone said, 'Halleluiah, praise Jesus!' too.

Then, she lowered her arms to her sides as we passed through the automatic double doors to the recovery room.

It was exactly the same amount of time that I had done both positions in the Goddess Spiral Meditation for her.

Nobody knew that but me. And now....YOU.

Isn't working with Spirit WONDERFUL? Amazing? And Light???

Namaste,

Reiki Doc