Gaia News Brief 15.9.2014

The Grind

There have been some fascinating reactions to an arial photo of the annual 'hunt'--if you call chasing a group of cetaceans who bond so closely as a family unit that they will beach themselves as a pod if one member falls sick 'hunting'-- at the Faroe Islands in Denmark.

Fortunately, most agree this is indeed a travesty, and for those who were not sure that the red water was really caused by whaling activity, it took one google image of children photographed sitting on a whale carcass with a big gash in its throat gaping open, to see the pointlessness of this whole 'tradition'.

Although Sea Shepard workers were arrested earlier there this past week, and they were not able to stop the killing at that time, yesterday, Sunday 14 September, 2014 the waters there were blue.

And although it has been off and on, at the Cove in Taiji, Japan, where there is the annual hunt for the dolphins, yesterday, too, the waters were blue...

And not red with spilled blood of the hunted.



The Closet

Yesterday my assignment from Ross, my Illuminated Twin Soul and husband, for lack of a better word to describe him, was to empty the closet in my room, even if I had to pile things in the hall.

(The burst pipe and the damage and repair has sparked a huge beautification project at my home.)

What was in that closet? Books. Framed art. An old bassinet my son never liked. Many, many baby clothes and baby photos I wanted to 'save'. My Mad Magazine collection I began when I was eight. Lots of stuffed animals I had made with my son at Build A Bear, the kind with recordings of our voices in it, that say 'I love you' to each other, for when he went to his father's house on weekends and missed me so much when he was a toddler.

His father never let him take the teddy bear he made with my voice in it with him to his house.

His father never lets him call me, no matter how many times our son asks.

Yesterday our boy waited patiently for five hours for his dad to wake him up and get him food. On schedule, he woke up at six, just like in the week, hungry. And his father did not wake up until eleven.

How do you deal with a family like this? The grandmother is the saving grace.

Yesterday I said on a certain website, that I am 'in a relationship'.  I had the conversation with Ross the other day. Our Twin started with me being told there was someone 'up there' whose name was 'Ross' and he was my Twin. I learned this in meditation.

Ross made it clear at the introductions that I could have any relationship I wanted, with anyone, since I was incarnate and he isn't, and he totally understands.

I was like, thank you! And I proceeded to chase a Buddhist Chef who had taken a vow of silence because he had the highest vibration I had ever seen, and felt like HOME. Because after all, 'Up There' would be there when I die, and what's the fun in knowing you are stuck with someone for eternity anyhow?

A lot has changed between us, Ross and me.

Our relationship has grown stronger. There is one person, a medium and Reiki master like me, who was crucial in our getting together as we are. She was, in fact, my sister in our mutual past life, the one where Ross died...

So the other day I asked, very politely, 'Ross, are you my Significant Other?'

At first he laughed, and was totally caught off guard!

'I am your eternal Twin! I married you! (we have had four ceremonies which I have experienced with meditation--and other mediums have seen happen in their meditations too.)

But I asked, 'how do I check that box? Married? Single? It's complicated?'

And this gave a tremendous insight on behalf of the Galactics, with Ross taking a moment to explain it to his team, and I saw them furiously take notes.

Fully understanding, he said, 'Carla, you are taken. You are off the market. And I am too.'

This was on Saturday.

On Sunday I cleaned the closet.

Last night as I was clearing the bed absent-mindedly-for I had one last box on it, something caught my eye...

It was a book, a very small pocket-sized or smaller, mini-hardback book like had been popular in the early nineties.

It was the Song of Solomon.

<3

I had forgotten I have ever owned it.

It was the one I had read many times as a girl in my bible study, and wished I would find someone who had felt that way about me.

Ross cares so much for me! And I am truly in love with him, in any dimension. I will enjoy this to my heart.

What about the people who congratulated me?

It was a risk. To announce the relationship like that. Ross isn't on that website. There were no pictures.

The Grandmother texted the father (our son oversaw the texts--'Finally' and 'It's real serious!')--and the father told me congratulations and I must tell our son right away.

He also told our boy I was dating, which completely blindsided him, and almost made him cry. Our boy said, 'Mom is too OLD for anyone to like her!'

Then he remembered Ross. And he knew.

When he came home I explained 'I wanted to see what those two would do' and I made furious texting gestures with my hands to make him laugh. And I said, 'they did exactly what I thought they would do.'

So for the record--our son sees and hears Ross telepathically, separate from my own ability.

It is a long distance relationship. He travels.

And we are taking it SLOW...




Puna

The south east corner of Big Island, the island named 'Hawaii' in the state of Hawaii--which is really seven or so islands--is in the lava path from Kilauea.

There used to be a circle island road, that went by the green sand beach. I took a tour bus there in 1996. That road got damaged from a lava flow shortly after, and never got repaired.

Instead one takes the 133 to get to that part, called Puna. I have a friend who lives in Pahoa. And there is Uncle Robert's place, at End Of Road--their side of the last Lava Flow--where The Kingdom Of Hawaii Lives, and people have dances and small markets. I went to a Halloween party there once. It is nice.

The reason that the road that circles island never got repaired is that the lava is still hot. You can melt your shoes on it if you walk out far enough. It's black on top but flowing underneath.

Well the lava is flowing towards the 133 now.

I greatly admire my friend for her courage and fortitude in her posts.

She is decidedly 5D or higher--weathered the recent hurricane with aplomb--and now went skinny dipping in the warm pond--which is heated by the volcano--just to celebrate being cut off from the rest of the island when that lava flows.

There is a whole community of people who are very 'hippie' and live completely off the grid in Puna. Farmers. They collect their rain water--it rains daily there, because it is near Hilo--to drink. Some homes have electricity from the company, others have solar systems. There are goat farms and egg farms (the egg man is a transvestite and very interesting to see when he makes his rounds through the neighborhood). My friends grow their own coconuts and pineapple too.

If there is anyplace in the world that can function and still thrive after being cut off from the road, it's Puna.

I'm so happy I know this place! And I hope for the Highest Good for all who are touched by this situation with the volcano.




Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,

Reiki Doc


P.S. Interestingly enough, in Hawaii, their New Year begins November--I think late October or early November--according to the Old Ways. There are also past stories of life being brought to Hawaii from the Pleiades. They know this constellations well. And currently, off of Kau--the south point of Big Island--many sightings of extraterrestrial ships happen to this day.

Would You Like To Share A Cup Of Tea?

To my right is a cup of beautiful, red, herbal Hawaiian tea. It is warm and soothing after a long day. Would you like a cup?

Sit right down, watch your breath for a few minutes, and relax.

I am going to tell you a story. It is dedicated to Lady Isis and the lesson she has taught about intuition, and surrender to the process of creation, or 'manifesting' with Spirit in our daily lives:


This cup of tea, although Hawaiian, travelled far! I bought it at the Fairmont Empress hotel in Victoria, British Columbia last September. My boy, a new Reiki Master, and I went to visit the Empress hotel. We were staying elsewhere, but it was famous and we wanted to see what it was all about. At the corner, near a statue and before I saw the statue of a famous writer, I saw her ghost. She welcomed us and invited us to walk in the garden. My son did not see her.  For some reason we felt like going to the sixth floor. We sat in chairs and watched the view. Then the ghosts came. I have written about them already,, but what is important is that we made a vortex and helped others to the light. We set the ghosts free to return Home. There was a tea shop downstairs, and for some reason the Fairmont Kea Lani tea called to me. It went back home to L.A., and now to Hilo!

Life is like that. For all the twists and turns, it is by following our intuition that we accomplish great things.

When I had attuned my friend last March to Reiki III, I checked with the pendulum when I would return to Hawaii and see her again. It said 'six months'.

But back at work, a friend who is starting a fellowship in July and had just got married, offered two weeks in June for vacation coverage. At first I felt guilt and thought to offer it to someone else. Then something inside said, 'take it'.

I decided to go to Hawaii, and I wrote a blog post about that and how the trip fell together.

What I didn't say is that there is a Goddess conference by Lady Isis, at the same place, at the same time! It was announced AFTER I had planned my coverage. Unfortunately, my flight was on Saturday, and the conference started on Friday. So only Sunday could have worked. I exchanged numbers with one of the organizers. But my text to her was answered with a 'I will call you in the morning' with no call all day. I accepted it.

After yoga at the Buddha shack, we had two options, Ecstatic Dance or the Maku'u Farmer's Market. My friend asked me where to go? I took out the pendulum (my Chakra vial and holder from peacefullscents.com) and the answer for the Highest Good was 'Farmer's Market'.

So we went. I let go of all expectation of outcome for the Cobra conference blocks away, and accepted what was happening for the best.

At one stand, some crystals called to me. There was a beautiful clear quartz crystal ball about two inches in diameter that was perfect to use when I scry, or 'see the future'. I also was drawn to labradorite (I have a nice crystal at home), and a stone carved with the Reiki Master symbol on it. They had called it the wrong name, but I thought to buy it to keep its sacred design out of public eye.

My friend wanted Reiki Master, but I hadn't been guided to commit to the attunement. The Reiki Master symbol is complex, and I need to see it when I attune. Possibly it is a sign that she is ready?

At one point I had to use the restroom. I felt a strong 'call' to go, not a biological one. (Once at Mosun in Laguna Beach, I felt that strong call to go in, even though I didn't need to go. There was a woman with a huge cut on her leg from glass. It was bleeding everywhere and she didn't know what to do. Without gloves, I examined it, and treated it, exposing myself to AIDS and Hepatitis C. I also calmed her down, and directed her to the nearest Emergency Room at Mission Hospital South Coast down the street. She was so thankful of my being there for her she looked me up--and sent a ten dollar coffee gift card to my work.)

As I came out of the stall a woman from my Healer's group at the Irvine Cobra Conference last week recognized me! She had come to the Cobra conference here! They had sent her to buy food. We were delighted to see each other. I shared how I wanted to go. She texted and called the organizer, but no response. 'Oh well' I sighed, and we both agreed no matter what it was for the Highest Good.

Back at Pahoa, I asked my friend if she wanted Reiki Master. I had felt Spirit say 'it was right'. She said yes. I showed her the symbols, and we went to the Buddha Shack for the attunement.

Their black kitten followed me into the shack. She wanted to be attuned! I started attuning her to Reiki 1 when my friend came in. The kitty was the first animal I attuned, but she was very cooperative, and it helped to instruct my friend on how the attunement process works.

Then I attuned her for Reiki Master. It is a long one, and very complicated to do. It takes a lot out of you to do it; very strong energy flows. Over her left shoulder, looking at me, I saw Kamehameha, my Reiki Master guide. I was glad he was there. He nodded at me as I worked. It went well.

Our writer friend, Tigmonk had Sat Nam scheduled to lead at a local retreat center. I offered to watch the children so both parents could attend the event. I planned to take the children to Burger King, where they wanted.

Then the phone rang.

It was the conference. I could go to the closing from six to eight p.m.! The dad offered to watch the kids so I could go; he will go tomorrow night.

It felt so good to see Lady Isis and Cobra! And I enjoyed the other people in attendance. Some I knew, most surprising was the gentleman I had sat next to on the first day of the November conference in Laguna Beach.

One woman had to leave early to catch a flight back to California--Spirit wanted ME to fill in so that the energy of the group would have the same participants in it.

And because I had the energy attunement with Lady Isis, I was the first to participate in the event! 

I expected nothing, but materials were shared with me--and the crystals I had bought were perfect for the closing activities!

One of the attendings saw the Kapuna (elders' spirits) come to see what we were doing; they were pleased. I saw some other things, too, but nothing that is pertinent to this topic.

A hula dancer in class taught us several hula dances. It was magical in every way.

Like the cup of tea, by following Guidance from accepting vacation coverage, to deciding where to go, to the timing of the flight, the activities for the day 'for the Highest Good', and letting go of the outcome, the end result was better than I dreamed!

So next time you 'have that feeling nudge you?

Listen!

You'll be glad you did.

My tea is finished. I hope you enjoyed yours too. It is pitch dark and the music of the koki frogs and crickets is one of my favorite sounds in the whole world. My son is talking in his sleep (he got that from me). The air is cool and breezy. It feels wonderful in my lungs. The only thing that could make it better is the rain...I love to fall asleep with the sound of rain falling...sweet dreams. <3

Namaste,

Reiki Doc