Bath Time

I had an eight-thirty start. In the car, on the way in, the hands-free caller I.D. flashed--Janet.

It was the receptionist at the O.R.

The surgeon was there and eight, and upset that I was not there earlier. I am due to arrive at eight ten for an eight-thirty start. That means we roll into the O.R. by eight-thirty. I was warned he was going to 'make some noise'. I had also seen her and her daughter at the raw-vegan restaurant last night when I dropped off the springform pan bottom. She was cool. Her daughter is the one that adopted out mama rat and her babies...even my boy recognized her before they recognized me! At eight eleven, I walked into my O.R. I saw my patient. I got ready with all the speed of my training. And at eight-twenty seven, we rolled into the O.R. to start the case.

My surgeon is excellent. I hate to disappoint him. I mention that there might be some confusion, because it sounds like he wants to cut at eight-thirty, when for all the other surgeons, 'start' means to 'come into the room'. I apologized and promised to call him the night before to know what time he actually wants to 'go', since the schedule lists 'when to go into the O.R.' and that is the best I can know.

As they were prepping the patient, something caught my eye. I see a lot of naked people. I don't think anything of it after all these years. But this one was the same size and build as my Twin Flame.

I outweigh him. I have thought a lot about why he is so small in size and yet large in spirit. Part of it is cultural. Tourists at Disneyland of his culture are built similar. A lot of it can be lifestyle. Before me, was exactly what he would appear in the nude--almost cachectic--but this one was also icteric and jaundiced and very ill.

What I didn't understand was the hemodynamic stability intraop. No only was this patient pushing eighty and having a huge surgery, there was no hypertension. Under anesthesia, hypertensives are 'volume contracted' so when the anesthesia takes effect, the blood vessels relax and the blood pressure drops precariously. There is a lot of work to compensate for it.

The other thing was that this patient handled a decent amount of blood loss without any problem, and furthermore took in about three liters of volume without any signs of going into heart failure. Oxygen saturation was excellent throughout. It was like the wear and tear I expected on the body was missing? Or something else that was atypical that I just could not put my finger on was going on?

Spirit is having some 'point' to make about letting me 'see' him naked, I guess...and I left it at that.

My other patient talked to the surgeon for about a half hour in pre-op holding. I waited until the tail end to interrupt their convesation. While I was waiting in Pre-Op Holding, an RN asked me if I knew about my first patient, the one who was yellow? He was vegan. My heart skipped a beat: that explains the mystery of the lack of typical physiologic reaction to anesthesia in spite of advanced age.

The next patient was a talker, very anxious, and typical for the kind of surgery this doc does. He made sure to introduce me and to explain she had a lot of concerns about anesthesia.

She did.

This is where I blow their minds, patients like this. I think they are fascinating! I LISTEN! To me, these are the Nordstrom Preferred Customers.

And sure enough, while sharing her woes, she lifted up her gown and started pointing out all of the scars on her stomach. It was a tangle of scars on top of scars. It was fascinating! There had been a lot of weight loss in the past year.  At first she said it was due to nausea and pain. And then the truth came out: she had a passion for rescuing feral cats, and was very active because of it.

I was curious. I asked do you wear gloves to catch one, because they scratch? Actually the go into a trap, that has regular cat food into it. Apparently when they are spayed or neutered, they turn into really good pets. I asked if she had seen 'My Cat from Hell' on T.V? She laughed and said, 'I LOVE Jaxson Galaxy!' I said I think that the little guitar case with cat toys is cool. I meant it!

Reiki lets you step outside the situation and tap in to whatever healing there is available for the patient. It allows me to ignore my life-altering cat allergy and share the enthusiasm of someone who really loves cats. And most important, it allows a patient to forget their past 'anesthesia nightmares' and relax, giving me a chance to show that this one might be a better experience in surgery for them.

As she rolled in to the operating room proper, she complained about a headache. I asked if it was a caffeine withdrawal headache, and if it was, could she wait until recovery to try a coke or coffee after she wakes up instead to trying to treat it with drugs at the moment. She agreed.

I don't know what got me to remember it, but I shared about my last caffeine withdrawal headache that I had at my friend's vegan-raw restaurant. I asked what tea had the most caffeine, to help me feel better. She went in the back. Next I know, my Twin Flame was there with two HUGE bottles of supplements, urging me to take a whole lot of them. I did in one gulp, having no clue what it was. There were seven pills in all. It was ridiculous to think of me taking something I did not even read the label or understand! But, I confided to her, it worked!

She wanted to know where it was, the vegan restaurant? Her mother was vegan. She lived in a nearby town, and wanted all the info about the place. I promised to write it down for her. We both laughed like 'copines'--school friends--as  she fell asleep for her surgery.

She woke up and was delighted to learn about the place.

After I dropped her off in recovery room, Janet asked me to step aside for she had something to share:
Her daughter spends every Sunday with her boyfriend. She is never with her mom on Sundays. And their going to the restaurant and running into me and my boy was a total coincidence that had her wondering how that could be? She wanted me to know.

I used to live for bath time. Tonight, with my son in the tub, he asked me to be 'Sugar Ray' the puppet terry cloth mitt dog. As we laughed, and splashed, and enjoyed each other, I realized how very much I need myself to daily let go and have fun. And giggle.

I thanked God for letting me 'wake up' enough from my Twin Flame to realize, all Twin Flameness aside, if it's not fun and Light, it's not right for my long term happiness. It can and must wait until it is right for me, I know in my bones this is Truth.

Sometimes the pull of Spirit is so strong, that I forget about compatibility with just plain old regular 'compatibility'. Both are important. Even for Twin Flames.

Someone wrote and said, 'They are your mirror. Learn from it.' and 'get rid of suffering in your consciousness--just check it off as a lesson learned and go from there'.

Today was a good day. A very good day at that. Spirit is working me, all of it for the better.

Tomorrow is another day.

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Good Things Are On The Way

I just woke up with a glimmer of hope. Yesterday, the energy had been quite strange. I was feeling like something was 'off', like something was 'jamming the antennas', and was surprised to have seen two to three fire trucks and emergency ambulances on the road. We hardly ever have that. Now this morning, it is calm, here--calm, peaceful,  with new and fresh energy.

To write and to get to work on time, I wake up at o'dark thirty. I never am glad to have to get out of bed. I hit the snooze button sometimes a lot. But today, I was ready and full of energy.

Our planet Earth is a school. It is all about Overcoming Resistance. You get your challenges, and then you get to rest for a while. It is called time to assimilate. Then the newer lessons start up again.

With Gaia, she has been going through similar stages. They keep Her energy going up in phases too. And I can sense it sometimes.  When there are new energy shifts, I enjoy them. I am going more toward my natural vibration. It feels 'right'.

We live in a sea of electricity. Of mental thought and Gaia's natural electromagnetism, combined with communications of every sort in the radio, microwave, and television frequencies. We 'pick it up' when there is 'something out there that is going on'.

This latest 'something' gives our thoughts the ability to 'manifest' fast. You are walking around with 'a loaded gun, a thinking machine'. The Universe does not care if you think about happy things or sad ones, either way, whatever you think has a way of turning up. So pluck your thoughts out of your mind, like a Buddhist Master in meditation, if they are not in alignment with your goals.

Think the best and then the best will happen.

When you see others having a hard time, send them love but energetically do not allow yourself to 'get sucked in'. Hold your Vibration. Raise your Vibration. Think with your Heart together with your Mind; only the Heart can see Truth. There is a lot of disinformation out there these days. And it is not in any way an accident to have disinfo on the rise.

A mighty battle is taking place that can't be seen. It can be felt with the heart. It has to do with the predominant 'tone' of the electromagnetic sea that covers Gaia. Another name for this electromagnetic sea is the ether. Send your best thoughts into the ether, no matter what you hear or see going on (especially in the conventional news media).  Keep a picture of your energy field interacting with the 'energy currents' or the 'energy swell' if you surf, and do your best to keep the immediate sphere around you calm like a post card from Hawaii with a gorgeous beach on it.

Love is the Solution for Everything.

Good things are going to happen, I can sense it, and the more we combine Heart Energy and anticipation for something great, the sooner it will arrive. Imagine a world where everybody gets what they want, all of the time; there are no restrictions on your right to happiness.

There is enough for everyone.  No need to hoard or to protect the self-interest; all of us look out for each other in Light. Everyone can 'win', and Duality is a memory from a distant past...

You can do it! I know you can! Does this stir your heart? Do you long for an end to all of the fighting and disharmony? I long for a world where there is no violence--where Life is a sacred gift and something to be enjoyed.

I felt my first bit of it today. This one is going to be wonderful! Watch for an energy shift like this near you, right around the corner, ready to arrive, like a pizza that you are waiting to have delivered...

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Here and Now

My son earned a nickname while he was in preschool: The General. At two he was the one who was telling everyone, including the teachers, what to do and how to do it. This little one, he takes after my side of the family, unfortunately. As I watch, I have learned to guide him to the truths that have taken me decades to learn myself.

Me, 'Honey? Are you Here and Now? Or are you in the Future?'

Him, 'I am sorry. I am in the Future, Mommy. I like to plan ahead to make everything nice.'

Me, 'But what about this moment here? Are you not missing the beautiful things around you and a chance to be taking them in?'

He then focuses for about five minutes on noticing the buildings as we drive by, in particular, the number of gas stations on each corner at a major intersection as we drive by. Soon, however, he starts to talk about things that are on his mind.

Me, 'Honey, is there anything we can talk about that does not involve buying something or making plans? This is a very beautiful view, a peaceful place, and I would like to enjoy your company.'

Him, 'There I go being the General again! I don't know why I keep going off like that, but I do'. Then he directs his attention to the gas stations on the corners at the intersections again.

As we were driving, I was having a conversation with myself, my inner self. My impartial observer noticed how my emotions, unlike my son, tend to have me linger in the past. Over what once was, or who I was with at the time. So between my gentle guidance to him, my inner self was guiding my state of thinking to gently return to Here and Now myself. Like my son, I was drifting, drifting, drifting, and gently being guided back.

The naked Truth is this: your attention is the only gift you really have. You can use it to move forward in this life, by studying and making plans. You can create a life that is magnificent, and everything you ever wanted to have. You have limitless potential inside of you. The only thing that holds you back is your belief and your ability to focus on what you desire.

What you do with your attention is your choice. But by making this choice, in consistent patterns, you habituate, and this becomes your character. This pattern, with effort, can be broken with time, patience, and persistence. You can be ANYTHING that you want to be. No matter what you have done in the past.

And that, my gentle spirits, the the true gift of the Present Moment, Here and Now. You are free to create, within you mind, your fantasy life and make it come alive. With the Universe to provide for you. That is the Truth.

Ask yourself this: if you are not the one that is focusing the Magic of your Attention, then who is?

Ask yourself further: if someone else IS drawing your attention other than you, what do they have to gain by it? What do they have to gain?

If you ponder this, a good long time, you will realize that Marketing, and Mass Media, are taking up a lot of your attention. They separate you from your hard-earned income. And they take away the things you came to Earth to experience, by making you want  something else.

In your Heart of Hearts, when you are quiet, contemplative, and alone, you will find that guide there is so deep inside of you, to take you on your Path on Earth. The one you wanted most to do. For me, it was being a physician, an anesthesiologist. That was my Pie in the Sky. And I have lived it. I do it better than most of my friends I know in my specialty. I was Chief Resident because of this. I got my fellowship because of my ability. I gave it everything I had and most of my time I could have spent having fun or being in a relationship. But I paid my time to earn the chance to let folks heal with gentleness and Light.

Your Heart of Hearts is there for you. Contact it. Go ahead and make friends with it. Who knows? Tomorrow you can begin again. Heck, even the next minute you can begin again. A whole new life. The one other people will want to copy because it is so wonderful! And it will be right, just right for you.

If you are having Trouble, feel it. Let the horror go right in. It is trying to tell you something. But know that once you hear it, you will have made connection with your Heart of Hearts. And like Sudoku, with patience you will learn the patterns and solve the puzzle in your life. And look forward to the rapid growth that challenges bring.

Know you are Loved. And in the ever-present changes of the Universe, you are Special. You are Wanted. You are a  Miracle, a very Holy Miracle, of Light. You are Beautiful in every way...that is, unless you are Handsome ; )

Don't work to hard, have a good day, and take some time to yourself to play and play and play.

Reiki Doc

Open Here

The Illusion is starting to make itself apparent.

It is going to kick and buck, just like a horse being broken by a cowboy.

You are that cowboy. And the Illusion is the life that we live, that we Manifest together as a group. It is trying to change, the bronco of Illusion. And we will ride it till it breaks, and we ride all the way together safely home.

Today I awoke, did my chores, got us breakfast. It was an eight o'clock start, and we were on time.

Illusion #1: the woman at work who calls to see if you are late, called. But I wasn't late. My case was scheduled for eight, not seven-thirty. She apologized. I never got flustered. (I once less than three weeks ago made a scene at the front desk because of these calls) I actually checked in on time, and called when I hit the parking lot.

Illusion #2: the 'flawless case': nice patient, on time, everything running smoothly. NOT! Once the surgeon got in the room--an all-new team, wrong equipment, confusion and delay, and speaking to the charge nurse. Everything went fine on my end. But like a small earthquake, the business-as-usual was shaking around a bit.

Illusion #3: everyone loves flowers. This is not true. I brought in a boquet of sweet peas for the desk patients roll by and we all walk past in recovery room. Some DID. But not everyone. And very few actually stopped to smell them. I had to share and ask people to take a whiff. When they did, they loved it. But not everyone knows what to do around a beautiful boquet. Not at work.

Illusion #4: Spine surgery. Sounds easier than it is, anesthesia-wise. Add somatosensory evoked potentials and motor evoked potentials, and there is not much anesthesia that you can actually give without screwing up the readings on the monitors. (Anesthesia = asleep neurons, neuromonitoring = awake neurons, yes?). However, the anesthesia is enough to drop blood pressure. (Anesthesia = hypotension, spinal cord perfusion = hypertension). So a lot of fake blood pressure meds were needed (we call them 'pressors').

In a patient of large size, on the total i.v. anesthetics, you are refilling the propofol pump frequently. There was so much beeping, raising the table, lowering the table, making sure the foley did not get caught on the c-arm for lateral, that I almost got irritated. But then, I looked at the Illusion straight in the face; You are trying to Get Me, aren't you? This is a test, isn't it? I want to pass this test! And so I chilled. And learned some big lessons today.

Illusion #5: Sexual harassment. How does it feel when all the men in the room start talking about titty bars and strip clubs in front of you? (everyone except the neuro monitoring tech). Bad, at first. But then, I lifted the curtain and saw--Illusion! On closer inspection, these overworked, overcommitted males were enjoying the freedom of being together...and happy for once. Who cares if it was icky--everyone was laughing and being real. I laughed when I thought how opposites attract, like beauty and the geek, literally! Illusion tried to get the best of me. But I stepped aside.

Illusion #6: Time for family. My neighbor in the room next door yelled at the relief person for not relieving her. The patient was too unstable, and it was not in their interest to have their name on the record. Yes, we handoff cases. Up to a point. She missed her kids. I missed mine, too. But I knew he was safe, and my patient was not the most stable. So I stayed. The 'I miss my kids' Illusion used to get the better of me. At three o'clock every day I would long to go home, and every minute seemed like and hour beyond it. Today I thought like a man. What progress that there is for me.

Illusion #7: The Low Fat Diet: Diet recommendations are given by the Heart Doctors. Obesity is an Endocrine Problem. The Low Fat Diet we are supposed to follow, is not recommended by the Endocrine specialists. It makes you hungry and you eat too much. Otherwise there would be MORE fat in the diet. Similarly, Hyptertension is a Renal problem. But the Heart Speicialists have taken over that condiition as well. And lastly, Stroke is a Neurological condition, but the American Heart Association is behind the Stroke Association that has made all of the recomnendations, not the Neurologists. (overheard from surgeon to surgeon conversation in the O.R.)

In each of these seven examples, I pushed past the obvious to see the lesson inside the situation. My reaction was measured, chosen. And each situation taught me a little bit more about who I am, really, deep inside, and what resources I have in my heart, body, mind, soul and Spirit.

Things are going to be like this for a bit, I imagine. When my snake goes to shed his skin, he looks awful for a few days. The eyes get all cloudy. And the skin pale. Then he works and works to get that old skin off. Sometimes I have to soak him in water to help make the process easier. But when he is done, the skin is more glowing and bright than ever before. (he is a ball python, a little over one year old).

Our Universe is going through some changes, starting here with Planet Earth. Try to remember the healthy new look Gaia is going to have. Assist her with your thoughts and hearts like I soak my snake to help shedding pass easier. She is going to appreciate it. And it will be good for you.

Have patientce when the fabric of Life As You Know It stretches and breaks. Something will reform that is vaster and more expansive, more wonderful than you could imagine!

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

P.S. Human disc from the spine looks like annular and breaks into small shreds just like tsurimi, the fake crab they put into California Roll.

Leaving Las Vegas

The first time I went I was eight. I was not impressed. All children had to stand on a rug that was the size of a hallway, and not allowed into a casino. Sure there were places with video games where parents could check in their kids. But it seemed to me like they were dumping them there so they could gamble. The only money I spent, and it was lots of it, was for the poor hungry chickens that were inside the games that ddi a trick. I didn't care about the trick. I saw how alone they were, and starving when they ate! The only good thing about Las Vegas was the pineapple shakes at Mc Donald's. And the desert sky.

As I grew up I could take it or leave it. I didn't get the excitement people talked about when I won. I couldn't understand it. I grew up playing craps and blackjack as a kid. Never for money. For chips. Gambling was strange.

After my first love, my college sweetheart and I split up, I wanted nothing to do with a big church wedding again. And annulment. That was worse than the divorce. Mom loves Las Vegas, and she and dad eloped. So for round two, I did that. Anniversaries were there. But I went for the luck in love, not Lady Luck in gambling. That failed too.

My sons' daddy is an entirely different person from my exes. He loves Las Vegas! Took me there when I was starting to think I might be pregnant. Partying isn't good when you think "there is a bun in the oven". I had more fun with him than anyone else. Until at the noodle shop he had the conversation, where is this relationship going, anyways.

In my history, you can see I don't like it, I avoid it, but when I must, I go. Husband and I enjoyed Lake Las Vegas once. And the Four Seasons was great for a friends' wedding.

But I have to share a secret. Because of Reiki and my spiritual work, I can't go. A friend is having a special birthday. (my family too me there for one. Saw Sigfried and Roy. I felt like my birthday was their excuse to do what they wanted, but it was expensive, so I was appreciative.)

Why am I sending a bouquet to the VIP suite instead of going?

It is uncomfortable to my vibration.

What? Does that make any sense?

Absolutely. We have our own vibration. There is a name one, a personality one, I can feel/hear. It is the one I tap into when I do mediumship. I know who is who without looking. I can feel it energetically, the signature of who they are. Just like mama whale has a squeak that is a name for its calf.

In addition, there is how vibrant we are at this signature. Do you vibrate at high frequency? Or it is low? Vegetarian, meditation, crystals, , making love, Nature, massage raise it. Guess what? Gambling,drinking, drugs, loud music, and hanging out with others with low vibration lower it. An aura, or human energetic system, is weakened and vulnerable to negative entities and dark entities (parasites, energetically) at this time. I have gold mesh protection. But even with that, I can have attachments if I invite them. I think four days of marijuana, getting drunk, sleeping on the floor, or with whoever I pick up, is going to make me uncomfortable and at risk for catching an entity I don't want.

So I am staying home. And spending one hundred thirty dollars on flowers that the VIP concierge made me feel cheap and promised to make my friend 'be blown away' at the same time.

What is this love of money? I don't get it. No pampering for me. No bling. It feels icky for me.

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Reiki and My Sister

My sister is not a spiritual person. But she is a Christian one. She went to different churches with friends and family. She is very aware of the worldly things. When we were kids, her goal was to be 'rich and famous'. 

We didn't always get along. Of course we loved each other. But there was jealousy, anger, and pride on both sides. Our parents were trying to get us to get along. But we were night and day.

She had her first serious health risk in high school. I was worried about her. A lot. We all were. It took a while to get her better, but it worked. She went on to marriage and a family. I admire her for her courage to stay at home and raise the kids.

But then serious health problems returned. Not just for her, but also for a child. Probably the most serious illness we have seen. I was there a lot, helping. Intermediating between the medical staff, the parents, and the child. There was a miraculous recovery, but we were always waiting for the other shoe to drop. About ten years later, it did.

In that time, not only did my sister become very capable of dealing with insurance, forms, and doctor's offices, she began to tap into alternative treatments. Acupuncture. Nutrition. Faith. We have cousins who are very religious, and they stepped in as they could.

I knew for the second child she would have complications and a c-section. But psychically, I did not know much else until I did Reiki on her.

I came out to them last year. In the Spring. My sister was open, and had me treat her daughter and herself. She really liked it. Her husband and son, not so interested. While I did Reiki on her, I saw her past life flash by. She was a wealthy Roman who died in Pompeii. I saw her running around, panicked, as the town dies around her. My heart was full of compassion. No wonder the need for earthly riches and control and safety. Both of them liked the chakra balancing because they could see the pendulum swing before and after treatment.

For Mother's Day, I gave my sister and my mother gift certificates to a medium I enjoy working with. Mom was right on it, but was unhappy. She got her unanswered questions answered about dad, but the guy said she was going to die soon. She hadn't even asked!

It wasn't until December or November my sister went. And guess what? She LOVED IT! She came back later with her daughter. 

So I gave my other sister my last gift certificate. My first sister had agreed to go with her if she wanted to go. She has had many financial problems in her field of work, due to the economy, and hangs out with the elite of the area. I smile when I think that out of the four sessions I had pre-purchased, I only used one for me.

I wasn't sure if he would honor it, as it expires 12/31/11. But he did. My sister who is very un-spiritual and un-religious loved it too.

I felt I helped Dad reach out to his family. I feel peace.

I also offered to teach my sister Reiki. The only other family member I have taught is my son.

We'll see how she does with that! I'll keep you posted.

Miracles happen every day. But only when you let go of the outcome.

Namaste,

Reiki Doc