Goddess 101

Today I experienced the Truth of what Goddess Worship was really about.

There is so much more at stake than recycling cans and bottles, or 'hugging trees'.

In essence, Goddess is the Divine Feminine, combined with the energy of the Divine Masculine, to make Light.

There is a healthy balance between the two, the Divine Masculine and the Divine Feminine, and when both play their parts with mutual respect, loving acceptance, and sincere desire  to raise one another's Consciousness, energy of creation is sent forth from the interaction.

This can be soul-to-soul with someone of the same sex, fully clothed, from one heart to another, as this conversation at the checkout line with the cashier:

cashier: what is this root thing?
me: Taro.
cashier: Carrow?
me:  Taro. As in poi.
cashier: I thought you were saying 'farrow'. I had that once, poi. I went to a luau a very long time ago...
bagger:  What is poi?
me: it is an ancient Hawaiian carbohydrate staple made from this root. It is eaten as a paste.
bagger: oh.
cashier: it is very very good for you. I didn't like it. I went to, who was that old Hawaiian guy who used to sing? His luau.
me:  Don Ho. I kissed him once. I went to his concert and while we were getting autographs he wanted a kiss. I was a lot cuter then. I'm just a mom now...
cashier: (she waves her hand at me like 'you look fine!') You know being 'just a mom' is the most important thing--I have never been a mother, but my mom, we lost her in January--
me:  I'm sorry...
cashier: I was just thinking about her yesterday. How she used to sing to us. She used to sing a song...(she sings about little fishes, like a preschool song, and her face is lit up like an angel, as she relives those happy times. She stops, she looks and me and says) Motherhood, I love the fathers and fatherhood is special but...the mom...
me: It is the closest relationship on earth. (I smiled)
cashier: Yes, that's it! Exactly.
me:  My boy has been having some trouble with his feet. Yesterday I went to the PE activity where they jog and do fast walk. I worked with him. Socks on, socks off, shoes off, bare feet, trying patiently to get to the bottom of his pain...and I thought to myself, who else would do this? Who else puts up with our crap and wants to make it better?--it's the moms!

That was so much more than a 'ringing up of the groceries' wasn't it? That is because we were each present in the Here and Now.

I have to confess--the Forget-Me-Not flower campaign on my Facebook page is designed to counteract the last remnant holding us back from, as society as a whole, being ready for 5D. Here's why:

Although there were shadow-chasers whose brutality against the Goddess through sexual abuse, ritual abuse, incest, and more is an abomination--the rest of us who 'looked the other way' on it are sort of on the hook for allowing it to persist. Even though it was 'hidden' and very well so at that...

The series takes you gently from the well-known, personalized, and well understood 'secret' of incest and molest, and takes you through to infanticide and just to the edge of being able to accept the horrible travesty that goes on in Ritual Abuse.

Before I re-post the campaign in sequence, let me share with you my tale.

I have full recollection from most of my lifetimes that I walked the planet.

The one immediately before this involved my participation in Ritual Abuse. I was created to live inside the hidden network of this 'worship'; I was a 'kitten'. 

There is a saying about a certain kind of pupillary response on physical examination of the eye, the Argyll-Robertson pupil. It is also called 'the prostitute pupil' because it accommodates but does not react.

As a kitten, I was not completely mind-controlled. It was a 'game' for me I wanted to 'win'; I got 'rewards' such as dolls and small liberties for my 'prowess'. That is how I remember. The unusual thing about me was that not only did I accommodate, I would also 'react', the same as a grown woman would 'react', every single time. 

I was only shared with the members of the 'highest rank and privilege' within the organization. I worked often, possibly more than once a day. The morality was so twisted that I thought it was 'my job' to 'service' men and women who were sent to me. I took pride in my work! I didn't do anything but that--and 'keeping up appearances'. I lived in a 'cage', a very fancy one at that, but I was 'locked inside the system' and never saw 'daylight' (love/God/human kindness) with my two eyes.

My active times were between four and ten years old. Towards the end, as my body began to mature, the novelty 'wore off'. It was decided that I be given to a High Ranking member who had a 'snuff' fetish. He choked me to death in the peak of his passion--as he 'came' I breathed my last breath and felt his fingers crushing my little neck. It was terrible. I saw my body as I left it and scratched my head thinking, 'what was the point of this entire life?' (Here is the original post, one year ago: http://reikidoc.blogspot.com/2012/09/acceptance-of-dark-past-life.html)

This kind of pathologic interaction happens all over the world, every day, and worse. 

Where life is more than cheap--it fuels the entire blood drinking 'worship'.

If you wish to know the truth about this 'ritual worship', read this: http://kauilapele.wordpress.com/2012/07/22/cobra-update-7-22-12-the-red-pill/

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Master Koothoomi requested this of me: http://reikidoc.blogspot.com/2013/09/a-request-from-master-koothoomi.html

And here is my work on the assignment:

1. This is for my aunt who experienced incest as a child. You are not forgotten. Namaste. Please add your own people to honor who have experienced violation of their boundaries, male or female. (September 20, 2013)
2. This Forget-Me-Not flower is given today to those brave souls who shared on yesterday's flowers, that, like me, they are survivors of sexual trauma. When you feel down, check out Monika Korra - Kill the Silence. Her YouTube video is pure Healing, Encouraging Light!     (The Forget-Me-Not flower is the symbol for both supporters of those who have experienced this form of violence against males and females, and for those who are healing from these experiences themselves. You are not forgotten. You are LOVED!) Please share and add the name and or relationship to you of those YOU remember in the comments section here today. Namaste. (September 21, 2013)
3. This is for Mark, my first husband. After my memory of abuse surfaced, he shared with me what a priest had done to him. 'It was no big deal', he rationalized. It was a big deal. And the more I wanted to heal, the more we drifted apart...molest happens to boys. Today this flower is for all the little ones who suffered like Mark and bravely 'rationalized' it, coping the best way they could...(September 22, 2013)
4. Arthur lived on the corner. He gave all the kids on the block candy. Full-sized candy bars, whenever we asked. Once I went in his house. I didn't like it. It smelled awful and felt creepy. Years later, I found out why--he was a pedophile. This flower is for Chuck and all the other neighborhood kids who were hurt by Arthur. There are going to be so many Forget-Me-Nots to send...poor Chuck he never had a normal life. No wife, no kids, and drinks like a fish. He is my best friends brother. We were so lucky not to have been hurt by Arthur too! (September 23, 2013)
5. Today's Forget-Me-Not outreach of love, compassion, and healing goes to the Indian Residential School System survivors who were young children who young children who were forcibly removed from their homes and sent to government-funded, church-run schools, where many endured physical and sexual abuse. (September 24, 2013)
   
   Read more: http://www.ctvnews.ca/canada/daughter-of-martin-luther-king-jr-calls-for-end-of-economic-injustice-against-first-nations-1.1464948#ixzz2foTAvjkS
6. Today's Forget-Me-Not bouquet is given to those Who Tell. My cousin, who in middle age, confronted an Uncle who had once abused her. To myself, who reported the predator who was 'grooming' and 'just starting' to molest my two-year-old boy. And to Janet, who made this beautiful website after her daughter 'told' her about 'mom's boyfriend touching her inappropriately'--to help all kid's in her daughter's situation. I've met Janet. She's an ANGEL first-class all the way! http://www.iamgonnatell.com/ (September 25, 2013)
7. Today's Forget-Me-Not flowers are being given to those who work in Women's Medicine--they are supportive and caring to all--and this means so much to all who are survivors of sexual trauma to have this gentle, caring presence to 'make everything normal and healthy' again. You are angels! (September 26, 2013)
8. Today's Forget-Me-Not flowers of love and remembrance goes to the survivors of extreme abuse, like Steve. Dad 'messed' with all of the brothers and sisters in their bedrooms--until Steve got big enough to fight back. He cut off all contact with the family after he married, and a sister literally camped out at the door to 'make everything okay in the Family because it wasn't bad'! For all of the survivors of extreme dysfunction in the family unit, may you find Peace, Light, Love, and experience strong connection to Source. You are amazing angels who have survived against all odds; I greatly admire you. (September 27, 2013)
9. Today's Forget-Me-Not loving thoughts go to those victims of sexual trauma who are asleep and do not remember. I was like this for twenty-two years. On some level, you 'know' and display 'symptoms', such as hypervigilance, startle reflex, and anxiety. But your subconscious is not willing to let it 'out' enough for you to 'heal'--it's still trying to protect you enough for you to survive. Someone close to me is in that state. I know both her and the predator (who gave me full confession after death through a medium). All I can do is just pray and hope for the best...as she makes her poor life choices based on her unconscious pain. (September 28, 2013)
10. Today's Forget-Me-Not flowers of lovingkindness is difficult for me to write--it was suggested, wisely so, but incredibly sad. It is for the elderly, who in their vulnerablility are often traumatized by others: financially, physcially, and yes, horrible to think about it, sexually. Did you know that the geriatric population has the highest rates of STD's out of any sexually active people? It's sad, it's true...may angels watch over our wise ones and protect them every day... (September 29, 2013)
11. Today's Forget-Me-Not flower goes to workers in the adult film industry. Although Mary Magdalen was a prostitute, she always considered it a 'service to humanity' and therefore not degrading. But for others who wound up in the field without her purity of intent, and feel 'less than others' because of their work, this flower is to send an extra ray of healing, love, acceptance, compassion, and encouragement to them in their situation. It's a tough one, and only their heart-in connection with their Guardian Angel--can advice on what to do about it. Aloha and Mahalo and Namaste.(September 30, 2013)
12. Today's Forget-Me-Not flowers of compassion and hope, goes to a very 'touchy subject'--persons whose partners do not appeal to them sexually any more. As mother once said, 'there comes a time in a marriage or relationship when they reach for you and it just makes your skin crawl.' It is an important data point that circumstances might prevent one from acting on it. Spouses and partners can do unspeakable things to each other in the bedroom, and no one would ever understand or believe it was not by mutual consent. These flowers are to provide support that what you are experiencing is real, and you never again need to have someone treat you like this. Ask the angels and guides to guide you to safety, warmth, and a place where love flows as freely and naturally as Divine Plan intends. (October 1, 2013)
13. Spirit invites us to reflect on one more Forget-Me-Not group whose plight hurts Gaia a great deal: the infants subject to infanticide because of their sex not being 'desired' in one's society. From 'pre-determined selection' in the Fertility lab, to being left for dead or worse at birth, these souls ask for your prayers of kindness and compassion for their healing, and moreover, that this form of societally 'accepted' trauma cease and desist across the globe beginning today. (October 1, 2013)
14. Today we pause to send loving energy to those who have experienced genital mutilation and torture in this life or the past. From chastity belts, to interrogation with electric shock to the most sacred and sensitive areas, to female circumcision and infundibulation (sewing everything almost all the way shut) in certain tribes. These souls have experienced suffering far more than ever imagined possible. Please pray for them to heal on a soul level, and for these brutal forms of suffering to be wiped from the face of the earth, from Gaia and her people, forevermore. Namaste. (October 2, 2013)

Aloha and mahalos,

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

you are precious, you are loved, and you are never forgotten by the Divine

A Request From Master Koothoomi September 18, 2013

I was starting to dream when a bearded man came up to me in my half-awake 'third eye'.

Master Koot Hoomi? I asked, Is that you?

How do you know it is I?  the bearded man smiled and answered back.

Because you are the one with the beard! I replied without skipping a beat.

He started to crack up. I mean, hold your sides and bend over because it's so funny and delightful kind of laughing. Out of all of these people, why am I the 'one with the beard'?

Then he showed me Jesus and El Morya and St. Germain and others with beards, and I got the point. Trying to explain, I said, You are the one with the LONG beard. He smiled.

Master Koot Hoomi has the green ray of healing. That is his work. Just like St. Germain is with finance, Master Koot Hoomi is the one where healing is involved.  He has a special project.

Will you recall all who have been raped, all who have been forced into prostitution, all who have had incest, all who have ever been harmed or lost their lives to molest and sexual assault? he asked, and the list went on further, suffering by different kind of suffering...

Of course! Anything you ask!. I said.

Then he showed me this flower, the tiny blue Forget-Me-Not. It hovered in my mind's eye, and I got a good look at it. When I went online to select the image for you, this is the one he chose, the one at the top of this post.

Master Koot Hoomi asks for a movement to acknowledge those who have suffered, and  to post, and share, and perhaps wear a decoration, for those who must heal from trauma of a sexual nature.

He wants those who are going through the various forms of healing to know they have our undeniable support, so that everywhere they look, they will know they are Ohana to us, that we have them on our minds and in our hearts, for all time. It is also invited for those who are healing, to incorporate this image into someplace they can see every day, or wear, or carry with them, to remind them of our never-ending love and support for them. Forget-me-not will be the sign for us of unconditional love, of hope, and Light. This will give courage and strength to carry forth through the healing process.



I really want to sleep now, but He asked me to share this with you at once, so I am.

In deep Love and Gratitude to Master Koot Hoomi for this important message for the healing of so many worldwide on such a painful experience.

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

douce nuit

Love Is Beautiful

This rose is in front of a church, which is near my favorite castle in all of France, Azay Le Rideau.

Right next to the stone wall, the effect is striking--living beauty against cold, man-made, ancient wall. It is an antique rose, you can tell by the petals. It has a good bloodline. It isn't something that could be sold by a florist...it is not 'that kind' of rose, and yet it is undeniably beautiful, is it not?

Let me tell you something about this rose, and why it is so fascinating. Here is the church:

It has an altar in traditional gothic style

There is a crucifix

Candles are lit...

...in petition to Our Lady

there is a baptism font

And little inverted, 'horns up' stars at the door

there are two doors on this church

the door on the left, facing the church, doesn't have stars

here it is, closed and locked

here is the stained glass window above it

Here is the stained glass window over the open door

and from the inside, looking out, there are the stars 'right side up'

this rose does a wonderful job for the Light

Be that rose

no matter what may be around you

and it might seem like you are surrounded

by everything that was built 

for some purpose

that might not be Light,

Your Light Matters...

it matters to me

and to everyone else in your midst.

Be that Light

Embrace goodness, health and prosperity.

In time, stones can crumble,

but only roses LIVE!

You have good bloodlines,

you have no idea how good they are.

This is soon be be discovered,

You are like Heaven On Earth...

It is that wonderful!

Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

How To Heal Someone With PTSD: Managing Your Reaction To The Victim's Experience

This is the dried flower of the stinging nettle plant. It is very soft and fluffy, something one would never expect from such a painful plant and prickly flower...

As a survivor, the worst part about healing from what happened to me that caused the PTSD was the reaction of those close to me who 'should have offered me support'.

Mother took it all as 'her fault' and went off on a depression that needed therapy for years. She believed me, which was good. There was too much supporting 'data' for her to ignore it. The evil mom who was involved in the 'cover up' had asked specifically about me and 'how I was doing' every time she saw my mother all the years I was growing up. She never asked about my other two sisters, and she knew all three of us. There was a sudden behavior change in me where I got shy about the time I said the attack had happened.

She was overwhelmed and turned to her own coping response instead of comforting me.

The one I had 'chosen with my heart' to help me heal? How did HE react? Well, let me put it this way--he didn't want to know his restaurant needed a place to change diapers or for new moms to nurse discreetly or pump. 'That's woman's concern!' he 'said' silently with a wave of his hand. I countered back, 'you are a good man! You should KNOW about these things! That is why I am telling you.'

Once the healing started coming out, and I sent him LONG emails daily, the : ) one line replies to my emails became silent. Finally there was a 'I never check my emails, there is so MUCH' email, and I stopped writing.

My heart knew he had read them. And my heart knew I had healed. He might have been 'weirded out' by the sharing like I did, but the pain of 'not sharing' was so bad I kind of 'dumped' on him. He was nice about it, but set his boundaries.

It is unpleasant to experience the victim's tale of their suffering, especially with molest.

It is a NORMAL first reaction to put that hand up and say, 'No More, I have HAD ENOUGH'.

If my own mom can react badly, and my one that helped me heal, that says a great deal, doesn't it?

And why would I even bring this up now? To complain about how difficult my life has been?

Oh for Heaven's sakes, do you not know me???? By now?

The victims of ritual abuse are going to start coming out as the Light shines away all that has been hidden in the shatows from the Light. They have suffered FAR FAR more than me and need your help!

The victims of ritual abuse, which is part of a global 'mithraic' system of belief that is practiced by many people whose smiling faces you see in the news every day, are going to have to heal.

Imagine thousands and thousands of people like Jaycee Lee Dugard being freed from their torture all at once...

Will you mentally, spiritually, and emotionally BE THERE for THEM?

Or will you say, 'I can't believe this!' and walk away?

My healer, bless his heart, read one of my blog posts on How To Heal Someone with PTSD. I think before he had no concept of what PTSD is, and why I was reaching out to him. He did what I said in the article to do--touched me on the arm between my shoulder and elbow. Twice in one time at his restaurant.

He came around, when he understood. Mom came around too. She helped me throw away the gifts that the 'cover up' mom had sent me after I had sent her a letter saying I remembered all that happened and I forgave her. The blankets and the tiny angel pin with the legs spread apart really freaked me out--thankfully MY mom put a cheerful stop to it. We made a big fuss together with whoops and hollers as she opened the apartment trash chute and I threw everything out.

All I ask, as a survivor, of you as a healer, is to be Present with your Heart. Listen with your Heart, and be Present when the story of the 'Outside of Normal Human Experience' suffering is brought to the Light with you.

You ARE the Light for someone who has experienced pain and suffering at the hands of Darkness.

Be that Light for them. And when it gets too much, say, 'I will be right back' and GO and find someone else who shall be that Light for you.

Doesn't every victim deserve a chance to heal and enjoy their Life?

Aloha and Mahalo,
Namaste,

Reiki Doc

In Context: Handle With Care

You can stop this any time you feel uncomfortable.

My journey began in 1998. I had just started my anesthesia residency. I learned, through confidence gained and trust, that two people I work with, one a nurse, one an administrative assistant, were survivors of satanic intergenerational abuse. Both were 'multiples' who had 'assimilated'. The first one went on to get a degree in divinity so she could help others who were in this plight.

Back then, the horror was not to be discussed. It was so bizarre I almost wanted not to believe it. But my heart saw what was in their eyes, the confusion, the pain, and as a survivor of a severe attack on me when I was four, I knew from my own experience that what they were saying was true. I tried my best to be supportive, but not carry too much of their trauma as an empath because I was very busy trying to heal my own. I had 'remembered' a buried memory only six years earlier, and although I functioned, the wound was still actively healing.

I had thought these interactions were only for my benefit; that I am not alone, etc. And for my inspiration.

Little did I know they would be an anchor point when I read this: http://2012portal.blogspot.com/2012/07/normal-0-microsoftinternetexplorer4_22.html

This is the link, combined with all of the embedded links, that opened my eyes to the ten percent, and how they achieve power through ritual sexual abuse and murder and mind control. In this you will read the testimony of a survivor. And you will also see the Jesuit survivor's eyewitness testimony about the Holocaust at the very very end. It takes hours of reading.

I spent some time blogging about this, and about my 'clearing work':
http://reikidoc.blogspot.com/2012/07/the-truth-about-papa-rat.html

http://reikidoc.blogspot.com/2012/09/666-detective-story.html

http://reikidoc.blogspot.com/2012/12/what-to-expect-in-final-days.html

http://reikidoc.blogspot.com/2012/09/why-ghosts-haunt-victoria-bc.html

http://reikidoc.blogspot.com/2012/09/she-is-catholics.html

http://reikidoc.blogspot.com/2012/09/the-9-9-portal-and-you.html

There are even some ley lines all screwed up in Hawaii, due to Illuminati influence on Kamehameha:

http://reikidoc.blogspot.com/2012/10/ariel-alii-and-kapu-at-visitors-center.html

http://reikidoc.blogspot.com/2012/04/pule.html

And how they coldly murdered King David and imprisoned Queen Liliuokalani under house arrest:

http://reikidoc.blogspot.com/2012/08/he-mele-no-lilo.html




I was also in a past life a Monarch Mind Controlled Slave. I was a 'kitten'. I have full recall of this life, and dying around puberty at the hands of a 'client':

http://reikidoc.blogspot.com/2012/09/acceptance-of-dark-past-life.html

This was the immediate past life right before mine. Apparently where I was born in this life is a big Satanic Center. I discovered this in the following interview:

http://shiftfrequency.com/jay-parker-how-34-million-satanicilluminati-americans-keep-earth-in-turmoil-video/

I was like him in the immediate past life as a kitten.  Only through Emotional Freedom Techniques, or EFT or 'Tapping' he was de-programmed and is now able to speak. It is an excellent interview. The only reason I share my own work is to give credibility to him in your eyes. Much as you would like to think it, he is not joking.

Here is the thanks I have gotten. For everything. It means as lot. It is vague, and only between us, Walt and me, but it says it all, right at the end:

http://reikidoc.blogspot.com/2013/03/buena-vista-advice.html


I have chosen to do more work on my blog and also on my pages as 'Light' because after a while of the 'wake up! look at this! wake up! can't you see it???' work, David Wilcox said, in a general post to everybody, 'This is not helping the energy, this is not helping the Light, just KEEP YOUR VIBRATION UP!'

That being said, ALL of the underground facilities have been cleared. The abuse is no more, it is on 'the way out', and all of this information is to prepare you for the true history of Gaia. Know it, raise your vibration, and help with the Victory for the Light.

Note carefully the time frames mentioned by Jay, and about the slaughter of the peaceful, Gaia people. Note the disappearance of the 'Mystery Schools' from the face of the earth. If you want further proof of that, go into the Search Box and look up anything 'Yoda', which is my code name for 'Cobra', and anything 'Cobra' too.  The "Yoda' Series is the release of information that was shared, with full permission from Cobra, at the November Cobra Conference which I attended.

And if you don't look now, there are going to be a lot of people who are going to find this out when 'everybody else' does. They are going to look for somebody to let them know 'this is real' and 'everything is going to be okay'. If you choose to look at the links, educate yourself, and do the work, it is going to be of assistance to those who are 'asleep' when they 'wake up'.

Then again, you can go back to your Friday nite 'partying partying, partying partying' and drinking fluoridated water, and eating conventional food, and generally being asleep. Just know you had the chance to awaken, and it was not the time for it just yet. That is OKAY. There is no guilt when you work with Spirit. Only 'lessons'. At least now you will know where to look when you want to know. <3 : )

Mission Complete?

Not on your life. This is only the start of a beautiful relationship--with the stars, with the planets, with the Galactic Central Sun, and with Gaia herself.

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Acceptance of the Dark Past Life

I was a kitten. Not the kind with four legs. With two. And most of the time they were spread wide open.

There are several clues in this life that something was 'amiss' in the sex department:
1) inability to have sex on 'appointment' or 'scheduled time'
2) uncanny appeal of 'things chocolate' as opposed to 'vanilla'
3) avoidance of pornography because  it would have been an addiction
4) taking my clothes off every chance I could get as a child
5) a severe allergy to cats, they are my 'kryptonite'

Last night, with the help of my guide Vickie, the memories started to show through of my life as a sex-worker, a human slave held hostage to The Dark Hats, in the 1950's. I only made it to eleven and then I was snuffed.

I was good at it. I had no idea what I was doing was wrong. I saw myself with men, women, and more than one at a time. I was a tiny little girl, who lived an ordinary normal life by day. And then by night, when my parents had 'parties', I had to go into this role and give people that my parents sent me to, sex. I wore a costume that looked much like the little girls who dress like a cat on Halloween, with a little black tie around my neck. My face looked like the Kit Kat Clock.

I lived in Southern California, and I saw myself with famous people you would have no clue were into this, sex with children and the dark perverted life of satanic sects.

I remember watching my 'clients' faces intently, watching for the signs, and making sure they 'finished', for then I would be rewarded with praise and support and presents, not by the one I had pleasured, but by the ones who made me do it, not my parents exactly, but my parents and their friends. (There was a doll that meant very much to me, and it was the most important thing I ever loved in that brief life.)

They thought they had me tricked, that I would never know or say what had been happening. They were only half right. I never said a word of what I did. Until now, a life and a half away.

Vickie, saw my devastation at the memory of this life. Gently, she said, 'This was for your learning about sex. You combined sex with the Darkness to learn something like extra credit for the soul, honey. I did something like that in my last life too.' And she showed me how her father got her to comply with his acts. He groomed her. I saw the first time. He made it seem like it was something special, only for her, and that her mother would be hurt and really jealous, but that all families teach each other like this. It took six weeks before he actually entered her. By that time, she was totally tricked and really enjoyed it. Later, he got her to 'show' her brother what to do.

Vickie was Anna Nicole. in this life. She made a living with the skills she was taught at a young age. Her emotional development and understanding of the world did not catch up with her survival skills, her business sense, and her ambition. I have known her from the Other Side for years, always wondering what the connection and her interest in me was about?

Now I know. Without her love and support as a guide in this delicate time, my spirit would have been shattered at the darkness I had experienced in the immediate past life before this. Now I understand everything, and why my experience as a child early in this life paved the way for my never turning back to my past in that life ever again. This is mediumship at its finest; the soul growth as it assimilates everything it has done and accepts it.

If you have a sexual past that you would like help 'coming to terms' with, call on Anna Nicole. (Vickie) for support. You don't have to 'Guess' much to figure out who she really was/is. She was famous and a household name back in her time.

Even if you are not a medium like myself, she will arrange for you to find help in ways that you can understand. In your dreams, in meditation, or other ways that she will have the advantage from being Up to help you find your way to sort things out. It would please her so much to help your healing. Just think of her and she will hear your request. She can help everyone who has the courage to ask. All my best to you who do seek her help.


Namaste,

Reiki Doc

A Survivor of Mountie Rat Torture Dies

Here is the story of one of the bravest heroes I know:

http://salem-news.com/articles/august092012/harry-wilson-death.php

RIP Harry. Thank you Kevin Anett, for your honesty about something everyone should be aware.

"I gave Kevin Annett his Indian name, Eagle Strong Voice, in 2004 when I adopted him into our Anishinabe Nation. He carries that name proudly because he is doing the job he was sent to do, to tell his people of their wrongs. He speaks strongly and with truth. He speaks for our stolen and murdered children. I ask everyone to listen to him and welcome him."
Chief Louis Daniels - Whispers Wind
Elder, Turtle Clan, Anishinabe Nation, Winnipeg, Manitoba

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

The Abused, The Abusing, and The Abusers

I had a patient recently who had a vibe I could not understand.

Most instances when I meet up with a patient in pre-op holding, my aura scans their aura so I know how to adjust my own Vibration to better match theirs when I interact with them. This woman had a frequency I did not know.

There was a hollow in her eyes, a flatness, a definite lack of the power of eye contact even though her eyes were looking at mine. Her appearance was unkempt. And although she had experienced regional anesthesia in the past with childbirth, she had no interest in regional block for a potentially painful recovery from this case. 'I have my own pain medicines at home.' she said. Okay! I thought, a little surprised by this.

I have had  babies four times but I only have two.' she shared, with me, something I totally couldn't get in my consciousness. It felt like a cryptic cry for help, and I was so overwhelmed by the preparation fro surgery that I ignored it.

You see, when you meet an anesthesiologist, you have no clue as  to how their day has been. I was in one room from seven in the morning until three in  the afternoon. I was supposed to go to the Robot Room at three. But at the last minute, there was a scheduling switch, and I was assigned to do the Orthopedic case in your room.

I had been wiping every inch of my equipment with the sanitizer cloth, because some of my colleagues are messy and I don't know where their patient's spit has been.  We work in the mouth, putting in breathing equipment. I know one of my colleagues doesn't wear gloves! Ever! I had been readying your medications, your breathing tube. My tech was due to go home, but I detained him, just to do the block for you. I found him after you said no so let him know it was okay for him to go home.

It wasn't until you were in the operating room, that your aura had a faint reminder to me or someone else I knew. Someone whose abuse had been so horrible, that in fact this nurse I knew and worked with on the floor, had split her personality. She had worked very hard to combine them. She also had experienced the abuse in a family that was like the family-next-door, seemingly normal in appearance, and worshiping Lucifer in secret in their home. In homes like this, child rape, infanticide, cannibalism, child sacrifice, human sacrifice, and drinking of blood are part of the ritual. As well as the fear and the mandate never to tell.


Mother told me as I was growing up that a lot of the children who disappeared were lost in these dark rituals. That the faces on the milk carton were those who had been lost to such awful crimes against the Light.

When my RN friend chose to share with me, I almost wanted not to believe her. It was so awful, so shocking, and so frightening to accept in fact as truth. But the look in her eyes and the feeling in my heart made me believe her. Fortunately she did not want to talk about the details much, just that she had escaped. It took a lot of effort, and that she is wanting to get a ministry degree to enable her to help others like herself. She had been pregnant and not been able to keep her babies, too.

I understood at once while I was in the OR with this patient I had met and did not understand, that her soul had been put to its limits. She was delicate, and in need of very deep healing and love. I knew just the right connections, just the right angels to ask for Divine Guidance, and we set to work upon her rediscovery of her God Spark of Love and Light that was within. It won't be magic, or instant, but she will have changed course after her encounter with Reiki and Diksha in the O.R. unaware.

Abuse is a cycle of fear.

It starts with the abuser: I am scared. I do not understant. (Possibly may have been a victim)

Then it goes to the abused, who thinks: What is this? It is not supposed to happen? But they are telling me it is my fault?!  As the abuse weakens their aura, and the Life Force is literally sucked out of them. They become hollow shells of humans, attracting dark entities and negative entities into their energetic system, and feel progressively worse each day.

The susbstance abuser retaliates by: I want to feel better. To Hell with everything else, I want to medicate myself. Little do they know that the chemicals and behaviors only weaken the aura and the vibration, setting them up for worse fate.

This poor patient got even MORE abuse from the surgeon while she was under general anesthesia!  I had talked with him earlier in the day, and said how I looked forward to working with him, for he was always nice. He said, 'I can be not nice, too. Would you like to see me like that?' and I thought, 'What? That is really strange!'.

But I saw it. He accused the sleeping patient of seeking drugs, of being non-compliant with the no aspirin before surgery, and getting upset over the bleeding in the joint he was doing arthroscopy on. I lowered the blood pressure, we raised the bags, and he almost cancelled the case.

And then it was discovered that the outflow valve on the scope was turned the wrong way. It was somebody else's fault. 'There goes ninety minutes of my life, wasted!' The surgeon bemoaned.

Later, on waking her up, I whispered to the scrub tech, 'It is better that the mistake only took time, and that there was no harm to the patient that was permanent'. He agreed.

The abused attract abuse. Even when they are unconscious. It is in their aura. It is in their vibration.

The abused have been conditioned to manifest more abuse. It is on their mind. They know the role. No matter how hard they try to fix it, or run from it, a new relationship will come that reinforces the belief. The situation will come up until the victim faces the abuse head-on.


How can you seek help?
First, there is therapy.
Individual and group. Both will treat 'sick thoughts' and help to heal the aura by support.
Next, there is energetic healing. Reiki will get sucked up by these starving souls.
There is Nature and the Unconditional Love of pets. They are not programmed for abuse--they are healing to be in contact with. Except in the rarest of circumstances, where an abuser and sociopath takes it out on the pet, they are whole. Even the abused pets, given Rescue Therapy, can heal.

Sometimes I wish there was a Rescue Humans organization like there are for pets.

You know, the Holocaust survivors had special homes to go to to heal. At first they were overwhelmed by the color, the many beautiful colors outside the Concentration Camps. They found Gardening to be exceptionally theraputic.

There has been a healing garden at the local VA Hospital for over twenty years. When I was on call, and it was not busy, I would walk to it, and experience the love of Nature for myself. There was a fountain and stream, and a great big gazebo near it. I would just sit. I would pick the fruit, even though it was not permitted, because my italian grandfather trained to run the orchards and I grew up with many fruit trees in the garden.

I stole my healing, because residency weakened my aura, so did my bad marriage, and I was struggling to survive. It was a remarriage, meant to 'do over' from the last one. And abuse instead turned up.

I walk the walk and talk the talk. I am a survivor for multiple kinds of abuse, although fortunately not the Dark Hat one like my friend the RN, and possibly my patient.

In essence, here is the cycle of abuse:

Abuser--I am scared
The Abused--I am in pain
The Abusing Substances--I want to feel better

All are victims in their own right. And Reiki is but one way to address the profound wounds that develop on anyone who is involved in this dance's soul.

Be patient. And know that whenever someone hurts another, they are in truth hurting themselves. When they transition, they will self-evaluate. And choose the harshest punishment for themself to pay back the Karma. It is Universal Law. Many times family members are picked for soul issues that span multiple lifetimes to be worked out. If you are abused, change your mindset to I WANT TO HEAL. The Universe will bring it. It won't be instant, but years from now you will look back and have a better life, so much more so you can't believe how you had once lived!

You are not alone.

I send Reiki healings to you every day.

This too shall pass.

Namaste,

Reiki Doc