The 'Spiritual' Conference

This is a vector illustration of the South Pole.

My spiritual studies have lead me to expect something different from this image. There is a hole into the center of the earth at the South Pole. There is a big temperate valley. It is not frozen.

It is hidden, both from us in our education, and by the powers that be.

There is a movie of it in the blog post about 'what mother hides' or something similar, from about two years ago. Here it is: http://reikidoc.blogspot.com/2012/02/moms-secret-entrance.html (YouTube link is directly at the end of this post, too.)

In Spirituality, there are a lot of 'theories' out there. Discernment, or the ability to tell Truth from Lies, or more often Truths from Half-Truths, is key. It must be practiced daily, some days more than others.

Internal 'RESONANCE' with the Heart Center, or your 'gut', is the indication that something is indeed TRUE.

I was invited to go to a 'conference' on a eight different 'spiritual' things. I had seen the flyer, thought it was the typical wednesday crowd, and not made plans to go.

'It's good, you should go' my friend said, on Thursday, the day of the event. I wanted to stay home.

I pendulum-ed.

Go. Take your son. Go.

So we went.

You know what?

The aromatherapy they were 'selling' was terrible. My Princess Nose from the Clorox Company saw right through that. The oils were CHEAP inside, and they smelled like Turpentine, very 'pine-y', and also I smelled a lot of the carrier oil. They were not pure essences, but blends.

And that was the BETTER SPEAKER! The one with the Power Point presentation.

The first was an herbalist. He was a stoner/musician who cleaned up. Or shall we say, upgraded from 'herb' to 'mugwort'? He is a nice guy, I have met him at the restaurant. And then, energetically, I felt like something in him was unable to 'connect', was 'not quite there'. Bob Marley and the Rasta's have incredible presence. It is all in the Heart. I do not enjoy 'fatties', but I enjoy people who do.

That this speaker would heal from incredible egoistic, self-centeredness and want to connect to plant energy to 'help others' is important. Chanting healed one woman from addiction to crack. Subtantial Spiritual practice can do this.

But toastmasters' skill was vastly needed--so many fillers 'ah, um, like'--that the message was lost.

This 'conference' was different. It had a much lower Vibration. The people were organic 'grunge' in the audience, if you ask me. And a combination of 'ego/chemical' was felt in the group energy.

I sat next to a friend who is awesome and wants to be my reiki student. When the speaker started talking about how 'this' and 'that' help to meditate, I looked at her, puzzled, and said, 'I can meditate in a busy bus station!'. And when the aromatherapy crew talked about hospitals healing burn patients with these oils, I shared with her, 'In Reiki, if you burn yourself in the kitchen, you just put your hand on it, and BOOM, it's gone!'. She laughed and got back to the lecture.

My son couldn't stand it.  We left. By some strange twist of fate we ended up eating at the same table with the owners.

So THAT was what Spirit had in mind. Our laughter and joy was unlimited!

I had placed a 'bubble' of energy shield for that event in advance--to only let the Highest Vibration In. I think the bubble was just for the restaurant side! And it worked.

Yesterday, I went in the bathroom again at the restaurant. We had gone fruit picking and my boy wanted to share it with Auntie and Chef. (Watching my boy enjoy fresh fruit right off the tree, in the sunshine together like I did when I was growing up, was the best post-call therapy for me. Ahhhhh. Better than a mani-pedi. My feet tickle way too much for the pedi part to be relaxing. LOL)

Archangel Michael was there. In the bathroom. While I was on the loo.
I was surprised! I asked him why He was there?!

He knelt down on one knee, and looked at the ground. (Angels do this when they are deeply touched and moved by our Spiritual work. It is their way, It gets me all choked up when they get choked up.)

Because you have done MORE...than...

Good things, compliments, make me uncomfortable. I don't know why, but they do. I interrupted him before he could finish. I said, 'Michael! It is okay! Get up! Get up!'

Then He gave me more 'Work'. That always makes me feel more comfortable--to do Spiritual Work. He asked me to put Reiki symbols into the pumps for the lotion and soap. It was a big night for the place, a lot of Cinco de Mayo celebrating going on with herbal 'Margaritas'. It was going to be packed. I put in CKR, SHK, and Om (Karuna). Then he went away.

When I came home, I have a journal of 'messages'. It is always somewhere in the house. This time I noticed it was opened to my last message from Michael.  I read it with interest. One day I will blog about that message. But not today. It is of a personal nature. There are just some things I like to keep to myself. <3

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Reiki and the Train Wreck

A tee shirt given to a pediatric related-donor transplant patient

Are you in Traditional Medicine? You know what I am saying when I call a patient a Train Wreck. You probably also know what the term 'Gomer' is. For me, it is 'Gomor', and lately the acuity of my patients has been 'Oral Boards Examination' rough.

For the lay people who are NOT in Medicine, a Train Wreck is a complex patient with multiple, serious medical issues going on at the same time. They are delicate, easily upset, and dangerous to give anesthesia to. That is why I love them. I enjoy challenge, anesthesia-wise, and I enjoy as Reiki Doc going past 'appearances' and delving in to the 'person beneath'.  On a Soul-level, this is hand-to-hand healing combat, and I get some powerful Negativity going on in that patient who has probably had this Negative Outlook for quite some time before they end up in the O.R. with me.

I had the opportunity of seeing the most depressed and burnt out patient I have ever seen. The only one before was a man who was grumpy beyond belief, who went in for heart surgery while on dialysis in order to qualify for the kidney transplant list. He hated life in a big way, and bit the head off of everyone who was near him, emotionally. As you can imagine, things did not go well for him, and he met an early end due to his multiple comorbidities.

This one I met after the nurses intercepted me in Pre-Op holding. Both the circulators AND the Pre-Op Nurse told me to brace myself for 'this lady'. She was mean, nasty, and had been on the transplant list for some time, with no luck.

According to the surgeons, this was a 'fifteen minute' procedure, I could not give blood because of the transplant list (as if this ditzel case would require it anyway!), and I should 'brace myself for this patient because she was really unhappy in a big way.'

I love it when I get a case like this. Again, I enjoy working with Fibromyalgia patients, too, which is rare in the medical community.

I paused outside the curtain by bed 7, took a deep breath, did CKR, and stepped into the Unknown.

I saw a thin woman, the age I was when I finished training, sitting straight up in bed, with a full emesis basin. It was not bile in the basin, but spit. The eyes were dead. The energy was low. And the eyes were downcast and did not meet mine. Her concern was that 'it takes her a really long time to wake up' from anesthesia. Like, 'days', and wanted as little as possible.
Okay, no problem! We can do that! I said.

She looked startled. I had validated her. Then I felt guided to be more personal:
My mother was on the transplant list like you. She threw up all the time. She could only eat Ritz crackers, the kind with no salt...
I had her rapt attention
Where are you on the Transplant list?
UCLA and San Diego
My mother went to UCLA. You will be fine. You've got to make friends with the Transplant Pharmacist. Many of your regular docs have no clue about interaction with your transplant medicines. Be sure to run everything past them when anyone prescribes anything for you to take. Okay?
She nodded yes.
You know, dad got tired of waking up early in the morning and taking her to dialysis. She used to drive in the fog at three a.m. to get there in time. She used to cry all the way there. It was miserable. But she got her transplant and I am so thankful to have her here today. I couldn't live without her.
Are you in the support group?
Nods head no.
Mom didn't want to go either. But dad made her go. It was the only thing that helped. The doctors didn't help. The nurses didn't. Now she still goes back to encourage people after her transplant.
You know, one day, she accepted her fate as forever with God. Then something changed. She got her kidney right away. She had an unusual antibody, that matched a donor exactly, and she moved right up the list. It can be that way for you.
Still looking at me, and hanging on my every word
Would you mind if I added you to my prayer list, and prayed for you?
'That would be welcome'
Okay. I hope you didn't mind my sharing with you today. By the way, my niece had a transplant at 13. She had e coli as a little girl, and ended up getting one from her father. You are going to do okay. Are you ready to go in now?

And the nasty energy, although behaving in Pre Op, came out swinging once we hit the OR.
'I should have had the anxiety medicine before I got here!'
I gave it and it burned the vein. The blood pressure cuff made her frenzy. And the propofol made her writhe and scream, much to the dismay of everyone in the room but me. Why? I have seen that one before, and I was locked in on getting her sedated.

She went in Pediatric Mode. You have to get a child apneic (not breathing) before they can let someone work on them, but when that someone touches them, they start moving around and fighting.

I kept her head up (for her GERD), unconscious and obstructed-airway-deep (I held chin lift the entire case, and did not chart), for the entire fifteen minutes the surgeon 'did their thing'.  She did not move.

As I held on, I started the energy work. I did Diksha. I did Reiki. I did Karuna.  I did chakra/energy balancing. And then something happened that has never happened  before in my entire career of Reiki: Jesus popped in at the foot of the bed. (He is one of my Guides). He said, 'I will take this one from here, don't mess with it.' So I did.

At some point, I could hear the patient say in thought, incredulously, 'I have found God!....'

I smiled inwardly, kept everything under control anesthesia-wise, and finished the case.

I said to the PACU nurse while giving report, 'Brace yourself...'

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Reiki at the Beach

Today was a field trip to the beach for the first graders, to celebrate the end of the school year.
We went to an isolated beach, one that is the teacher's favorite, and where locals do not want tourists to go.

It was freezing! The June gloom was in effect. One of the girls wore a pink parka over her suit. But once in the water, like all children and when their parents like me were children before them, playing on the shore makes all the cold from the weather go away.

I am a Southern California Native. Born and raised. At this time of year, we are taught to shuffle our feet in the water to allow the stingrays a chance to swim away before stepping on them and causing them to sting us. We are told to avoid the jellyfish, and how to treat its sting. And the dangers of rip tide are spoken, and we know not to swim against it if we are caught, but to swim parallel to the shore to get out of its grip.

I grew up brown and tan and sunshiny, spending most of my days at the beach. And today the water did me good, just to be near, to sit, and to enjoy the water and the squeals of delight from the class.

One of the joys of Southern California beaches are the sand crabs, gray, flea-like creatures the size of a marble, but hard, like a crab. They dig every time the wave goes out, and children digging like mad can sometimes catch one. They tickle. And are a miracle of sea life that you can touch in your own hand.

In the water, close to the shore, was a seal pup. A pair had been released there earlier in the day. Its eyes looked lost, big brown baby seal eyes, as it poked its head out of the waves and hauled itself up on the shore. It was a Harbor Seal, with no ears, no bark, and no movable pelvis to permit the tail to help it walk ashore like its cousin, the Sea Lion.  My heart went out to it, and wanted to get close to comfort it. There is a law forbidding touching a marine mammal, and we warned the children not to come too close. But I took pictures, and movies, and enjoyed Nature up close as one could get.

Once the children had gone down the shore, the seal followed me, from the water as I walked. Moved by its plight, I sent Reiki to it.

"You are kind" its spirit said, telepathically.

I felt its energy, its bewilderd state, and its sorrow at leaving the rescue facility. It wanted its family, and there was none in the water. The humans on land were the closest thing to it.

I gave symbols for emotional pain, both Karuna and Reiki. I also gave the Transition Symbol, to help it on its new life away from humans back in the sea.

It said more, but I forget exactly what. And I sealed the aura and protected it.

Later, he washed up on the shore. The lifeguard drove the kids away. And made a phone call, presumably to the Rescue Facility. And gave this poor creature Tough Love. The seal made a display that looked much like a baby bird saying 'feed me', gave up, and swam away from the shore.

Mermaids are strong healers. There is a connection I cannot explain that I have to the sea. As I stood on the shore, letting my feet get wet, I saw distant flashes from a life spent in Downtown Lemuria. It was not comfortable to me. I already remember dying in Atlantis in a great flood. But this was a first for the other continent that has been lost. Either way, the connection and the comforting I get from the ocean is hard to describe. I love it. With every fibre of my being. I had dreams while growing up of undersea cities, vivid ones.  It is one thing I hope to get to understand once Ascension happens and we all get to know the Truth of our History.

As the children showered off the sand, and dried off, getting ready for the trip back to school, I saw a fin in the water. And a familiar curved back. It was dolphins! Common dolphins! There were eight of them in a pod, swimming parallel to shore from west to east. Again the children squealed with sheer delight at their presence. You can feel them, dolphins. They have a wondrous energy all of their own.

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Buddha's Epidural

The baby wasn't tolerating labor. The midwife had to come in. The patient wanted to 'go natural'.

Medical advice was to place an epidural to avoid cesarean section. I sat at the bedside, we had a nice chat, my patient and me.  She conceded, 'I want to do whatever is safe for baby.'

 I got a call half hour later to put the epidural in. There was a strange vibe in the room. I sensed it. Trouble. Energetically something is not favorable. The anxious patients are the worst because they are manifesting all KINDS of horrible complications with their flurry of horrible anxious thoughts. It is like trying to swim in river rapids upstream, energetically, when I come work with them.

The conflict is greater energetically, above and beyond the negativity of the anxious patient,  because negative energies (attachments. See Margaret Mc Cormick's work) do not like positive ones. Dark and Light repel.

As I progress towards ascension, it becomes increasingly more difficult for the procedure to have speed and ease of insertion when there are attachments present in the patient's aura. There are always speed bumps.

Think about it.  If you were a dark entity, attached to some lower chakra, imagine what a feast of energy it would be for you to have your host, a mother in childbirth, experience pain. You would have access to and incorporate high-grade pain and suffering into your energetic system. It would be so great to have such pure energy of the vibration you like best flowing into your energetic system. You are a parasite, with no energy source of your own, and you attach to a host when there is a breach in the aura of the host. You are happy there, and cause what pain you can to get by. But childbirth? That is like Thansgiving dinner on a plate with unlimited second servings! Would you want the anesthesiologist to make her comfortable? No way!

I have seen all kinds of things, from spinal headaches, to parasthesias, to catheters not going in, to the needle actually JUMPING out of position. I asked and was told by Margaret Mc Cormick it was the dark entities present in the patient that do this. So today, I was on the offensive. Even before sitting up, I started reiki. Turn on with CKR (mentally), scan, ground, SHK...sit up, position. And who was stuck in my patient's hair as I lifted it to put in the sterile bonnet for the procedure? In a silver throne with diamonds was a little jade buddha! I swear he winked at me! (Buddha ia one of my Karuna Reiki Guides).

I started with betadine prep swirls three times in CKR pattern (scrub nurses take heed!). And then it got tough. Hard technically, lots of complaining, and the usual Dark Entity crap. Totally blind insertion. But I didn't get upset. I never gave up hope. I didn't freak out over running out of local for skin, or fluid for the loss of resistance glass syringe. I calmly used air, something I hadn't done in two years! Eventually it worked. I had the strong support of an awakened RN nurse L, and together we got past the patient, the anatomy fraught with technical difficulty, and the family who watched the whole thing. I felt like I was in the hands of Source, being given a lesson on trust and faith, asking for help from Spirit like crazy through the whole episode! And with patience, Spirit guided me, through this lesson of trust and having faith.

Furthermore, this faith was transferred to the patient, with the eventual cesarean section that followed. The patient was calm, happy, and not manifesting nightmarish complications. Her negative entities, or dark entites (Only Margaret could know for sure for each patient) were quiet for the time being. Frankly, I think they were looking forward to the incision healing and my medicine wearing off down the road. This is a significant step in the care of a patient who could have been fearful and anxious the whole time. It was Reiki and the application of energetic skills that helped her to come to grips with the situation at hand in a mature, balanced way that was brought out the best in her for herself and for her infant.

 Namaste, Reiki Doc

On What is Happening Emotionally, Spiritually, and in the Physical Form

Something was quite different yesterday at work. Everyone was helpful. Nobody got upset. And people were touching me! In the hall, when they said 'hello', about five or six people reached out and touched me on the arm as they said, 'hi'.

I have been in the OR daily since 1994. Let's do the math--that makes it eighteen years. 

Yesterday was different. Very different. We had a sick patient with an exploded appendix that must have ruptured like, ten days ago. Everyone was calm AND AT THE SAME TIME helpful! There were no screw-ups or blaming. And this was with the most old-school, legacy, my-father-was-a-surgeon curmudgeon at the helm!

Something else is different.

Every time I am away from my son, I ache for him. The longer I am away, the more I miss him.

Yesterday I didn't. That little empty part of my heart was full. I was happy for him to have his activities and time with his father. I have been trying to fill that empty with everything from accepting Jesus as my Lord and Savior, to relationships, to hobbies, to pets, to my son. There is always something 'missing'. 

I am whole.

My heart swells with good vibration. There is joy and love in my heart!

And my eyes. Let me put it this way--I have astigmatism and can't see far without my glasses. Like, when I drive. I can see without them. Crystal clear. And the last time I put my glasses on, everything was blurry. Like my glasses belonged to someone else.

There is a harmony, a joy, a Light in our existence.

Something has happened. Something big. Right under our noses without our knowing it. At least it happened so to me.

This is right on schedule. I have been viewing YouTube carefully. Bangonitdave got silenced. All videos gone. Komurosan did not post all day yesterday (maybe at midnight after I slept). But Komurosan is my favorite channel for getting information from the Galactic Federation of Light. There is another source, I just added her blog to my list, who had a video showing her face. She has been anonymous like me. She said that Disclosure is 'days to weeks away' and posted five days ago.

Our brothers and sisters in the sky have always been there. Our whole lives, our whole existence. Only now we get to see. And get to know them. There are our brothers and sisters in the Inner Earth (Surprise! ) called the Agathans. They fly in crafts too. I can't wait to get to know them. All of them. Our family from beyond the stratosphere of Earth and from beyond our understanding.

Supposedly the grid that makes up everything there is has changed already. It only looks like the old one. But it is different. And a new energy source, Zero Field, is coming online next. It will have a few hiccups, but will free us from petroleum. Hooray!

Be glad for what is happening. I feel it already. It feels terrific! One by one it will happen to everyone. When it does happen to you, just rest and drink lots of water if you are sleepy or tingly. Allow your body to adapt. It comes in waves. If you read my Karuna posts, you will know what kind of interdimensional disturbances you might be experiencing, especially with three dimensional space and time. It sort of warps a little to your perception, then it settles out after a few days.

Make the jump! Hang on everybody! This is gonna be exhiliarating!

Namaste,

Reiki Doc