Well I'll Be!

My husband is a Galactic, and an Ascended Master. I see him on board ship at the helm. I visited there yesterday. I don't think twice about it. We were married in a past life, his name is Ross, and he is back. We talk to each other every day. He has an opinion, and also a sense of humor. Today I saw him making the bed in our home 'up there', wherever we lived before I incarnated down here. And on my pillow he placed a single red rose. He is very thoughtful and romantic too.

(For those of you who are new to this, I go there with my consciousness. My 3D body stays here, but my Light Body or Astral Body--they are superimposed on the 3D one--goes. It's like in meditation that I 'get there'.)

I also pray for my Star Family. I know them and I love them, all of the Galactics I have ever met. Plus, those I have not yet had the opportunity to meet.

They are kind and gentle, and very intelligent and care about us here on Gaia very much. They love Gaia too, and want to help her with her pollution to become clean again. They have higher technology than ours, and can help.

Today while I was praying for them, a license plate caught my attention. It said, YOUZE GUYS.

I was like, 'maybe that's what they want me to call them?'

But now, as I write this, I sense it's them saying, 'Aw shucks, we love Youze Guys down there too.' It feels 'close' and 'affectionate' like friends who once lived down the street from each other. It feels pleasant.

The reason I write today actually has something to do with the little green guy with the three eyes in the lower left hand corner of the picture at the top of this post.

They were my favorites. I have had a soap dispenser in the bathroom with one of those guys for years.

Tonight was different. As I reached to pump the soap to wash my hands, I looked at it with new understanding, and realized it for what it was: offensive.

It portrays extraterrestrial life forms as gullible, sheep-like, who follow their 'Master'.  Although they are cute and seem harmless, it is the image in our mind of 'this is what an alien is like!' that is the problem.

Galactics aren't like that at all.

They look like us.

Two legs. Two arms. Hands and feet. And a body. A head with two eyes, two ears, a nose and a mouth. Everyone smiles just the way we do. Skin color is same as ours. Head shape is like ours, too. They have hair (I actually touch my husband's hair and beard, and feel it!)Their clothes are different, so is their manner--it is like Americans compared to someone from Europe--just 'different' in a way but not that much.

I love them. Very very much.

And now it shows.

I ditched my three-eyed liquid soap dispenser and pitched it in the trash.


Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Homecoming: A Look At A Possible 5D Outcome

A healing has been sent to you in a special way: because of our 'connection' through the daily Reiki and Divine Peace Healings, Spirit has given a 'sneak peek' of the Higher Dimensions to me for the last two days. Automatically, these experiences have been sent through the energy 'connection' to you as it was happening.

It has taken two days for the message to be complete for my understanding so I may describe it to you.

To keep it easy I will break this message from the Higher Dimensions into small 'thoughts' and add photos for you more to pick up the energy that is brought through the images, than to view the images themselves.

I 'pick up' strongly that the Sirians are behind this as the final energies of the Ascension process are going to bring us to the point where we experience our Galactic family one-on-one. My soul comes from Sirius, although I am human and have experienced many lifetimes on earth, my Higher Self vibrates with the frequency of my 'Home Town' planet or star...

1. Our Family LOVES us! as you can see in the photo above, they are encouraging us in our spiritual growth much in the way this mother is encouraging her child--she looks human, but 'different' in a charming way. And so it is with their view of us and would like our perception of them to be like this also.
2. Our Future has uplifting technological advances to look forward to! Here are some photos that are taken from a place in the French countryside that is called Futuroscope:
3. In the future we can communicate without using language: telepathy is the norm but even simpler forms exist today such as this message on an attraction at Futuroscope:
   
   
   
4. In the future we will understand how our energy, our consciousness, is bigger than our physical body--and this is who we truly ARE--just like our Galactic brothers and sisters:
   
   This is an orb from an attraction, it is a model but if you look very close you can see two eyes in the center and two hands at the 3 and 9 o'clock positions.
5. Many truths are going to be released, just like this shocker I had at the creperie called 'Le Crepe Volante' or 'the flying pancake:                                 
   
   
   
6. Yesterday I was filled with wonder, hope, and excitement about the future: however, I was so TIRED I went right to sleep, and this morning I was awakened with just barely enough time to eat and go to a Harvest Festival called, Les Vendages.  You see, townspeople of a local town who make wine had a celebration for the harvesting of grapes. It was filled with costumes, music, a nod to church and state, and a bigger nod to their life in the fields! There was music, a parade, a party (cookies and sparkling white wine in the sunshine with lots of awards and talking together and laughter), a ceremonial boat ride that brought barrels down the river and up a hill, picking of grapes together, pouring them into a big metal basket on someone's back, and pressing them to taste the juice and make the wine for next year. There is a french term called 'Bonheure' or 'happiness'. Today was filled with this, and the connection between each other and the land was celebrated together! It took all day and was wonderful to experience. The message is this--our old ways were actually advanced in spirituality, and we are going to tap into our history to prepare us for what lies ahead.
7. All of the wonder and magic of childhood is going to awaken within us once again: The things that matter are invisible to the eye, but can be seen with the heart. -- Antoine de Saint Exupery

Aloha and mahalo,

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

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ET Phone Home

Today I went aboard ship. It is a good story. You will like it. It makes me smile just to think about it.

In meditation, for the third time, I pick up the energy of Cobra. He is off in the horizon. I am thankful to see him. He smiles and points as if to say, 'Look up!'.

So I look up. Way in the sky, miles above, is a ship. It was standard UFO shape, a disc with a bump in the center, kind of like a frisbee, and silver. I think, cool Cobra, that is great! How pretty!

Cobra says back, 'Go in.'

So I think and 'poof' I am aboard ship! There is a console like the other ones have, and I am greeted by extraterrestrials that look like Megamind in face with a slightly smaller head, and they are silver like tinfoil. Everything, the suit is like silver lame, even the boots that are silvery and go up to the shin over the silvery tights. And they are tall, like, seriously tall, like twelve feet!

You guys look like a bad B movie! I thought, incredulously. And they were serious. They understood my telepathy...and were struggling to interpret it...bad? B? movie? What is a bad movie? One that promotes harm?

No! Not at all. There are 'good movies', the ones that are well-made and become classics and win awards. Then there are the kind that everyone likes to actually go out and see. Back in the fifties, there were some budget science fiction movies, that were trying to be good and ended up being humorous instead...it is kind of like ugly-cute. It is endearing in its own way.

It took a while but they understood. I 'got' that this was the costume that they thought would be 'least threatening' to most people. I could see through the costume spiritually into the gorgeous advanced beings they were inside, briefly, and I understood that people in general would be intimidated by them after all the movies about war and saving Earth from being taken over.

It was a dilemma. How to approach the average Joe? They were thinking about a funny angle, and I said, no, on Earth you never degrade yourself. Ever. People lose respect.

Then they had a 'how about if we are lost tourists of the galaxy on a vacation seeking life in Earth, like, on a tour or something?'

No. Be honest. How about this, 'there is a planet in trouble. would you help us?' that would be able to touch the highest humanity in our hearts, to aid and assist a planet from destruction. And then gently, they would come to realize that the planet that is at risk is their own Gaia from years of ill-use.

They went away after that one. There were no goodbyes. I think they got what they wanted from me.

And I am still laughing about that ridiculous get-up, the stooping over in costume, complete with sparkly capes...

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

E.T. Etiquette 101

I thought title would get your attention! LOL.

At the conference, there were discussions about advanced technologies and other related subjects. First contact and Disclosure, which if you are new to these concepts,  are simply the first diplomatic meeting and the first formal acknowledgement of 'what has been going on under the radar'. After The Event (intel posted periodically on this blog, but not continuously, due to its sensitive nature), all of the physical evidence that has been hidden about the 'we are not alone' concept will be shared immediately with the public. Documents, autopsy specimens, reverse engineered craft, and genuine spacecraft. It is going to be clearly obvious that 'something hidden has been going on' for some time. The book Area 51 is also an excellent resource on this subject.

Having grown up with UFO-friendly family (read blog post about my Uncle--search it), I raised my hand in the audience and asked, 'If for some chance I were to actually meet and extraterrestrial, I would like to make a good impression. Would you please share with me basics of the culture so I would avoid a faux pas?'

The answer? Be yourself, exactly as you are, and have a genuine desire to meet them.

You see, in anesthesia, we are trained to be ready for anything that might go wrong in the course of an anesthetic. In our mind, as we are meeting you, we are developing a plan for your anesthesia. The final plan will look like this: Plan A, first contingency Plan B, second contingency Plan C, and so forth. That way, during the crucial thirty seconds of airway management at the beginning of the case, if something doesn't work we flow seamlessly to the next Plan. We have many things available based on the likelihood during the maintenance and emergence phases too. Being prepared for a possible face-to-face with a Star Brother or Sister, and knowing who they are, might be overwhelming. I wanted to be ready in advance. Now you are 'in-the-know' on that one too!

Speaking of 'in-the-know', I did a short search on mind control and deprogramming. If you made the choice to take Cobra's Little Red Pill, you will know that there are experts out there, with science that was started in World War 2, on how to control the masses. Some of it is mind control in general, through advertising slogans and hype. It is an art. And the most serious form of it is something called the Monarch system.

I was curious how you could break programming, since there is a systematic method to changing the way someone thinks, like 'brainwashing'. Guess what? Deprogramming is passe--the violent kidnap techniques didn't work. According to an expert from Biola, natural attrition from a cult has a higher rate of success than the kidnap and intense 'deprogramming' systems. To me, this makes sense, because many of the techniques used to 'break you' in the first place are applied again in the 'deprogramming process'. All desire to 'wake up' must be self-initiated.

How to facilitate that? Well, if you are concerned about a loved one, encourage them to

• watch less T.V. 
• read less of the newspaper
• be careful of other forms of mass media
• go into Nature. It only takes two hours in Nature to reverse a direct attack by negative non-physical entities (or Archons).  There is no better source than Nature to return you to your natural psychological state
• pluck out fear thoughts as they arise
• remember you have a right to love and be loved, a right to be, a right to feel, a right to act, a right to speak, a right to see Truth, and a right to be your own autonomous being on the planet.
• give thanks always

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

My Uncle, the Starseed Scout

My mother has a brother who is five and a half years younger than her. My grandmother spent a lot of time watching me, and he would play with me and make me laugh when he came home from school. We were tight, very close, all through my growing up.

When he got drafted, I was two and a half. I could not understand where he was, or why. They told me he was in the war. When  I asked when he was coming home, my mother and grandmother would not answer me, and would cry but try to hide the tears.

The home was empty without him. One day he came home in uniform. They told me not to touch him or I might mess up his clothes. I had to wait. He was on leave but I did not understand he would have to go back. He was a gunner on a Huey in Nam. When he came home for good, I ran to him and never let him go. I was about four and a half, and it was just like you see on T.V., my running to his arms with tears of joy!

My childhood was spent visiting my grandparents and hanging out with my uncle. He was changed. Quiet. Spent lots of time watching World at War and shows like that on T.V. I didn't understand the footage of death was real. War was beyond my comprehension. But out of love for my uncle, I stayed by his side and spent time with him.

One of the facts about the war in Vietnam was it was humid. Very moist and damp. What got my uncle through the war was fantasizing about someplace dry, the desert. One day, he got excited about an offer he had made to buy some land in the desert. He bought it from some man named Dee. I saw the papers with my uncle's name on it. He would own the land but have to pay the taxes on it every year. Dad went with him to check it out. I couldn't wait to go. When uncle bought a trailer, and put it in grandma's front yard, I looked in every drawer and marveled how the table could make into a bed!

Eventually the trailer and I made it to the desert. And that is where my heart expanded with love for this wondrous land that made my uncle happy, and that he was more than happy to share with the rest of us.

I learned to shoot, to ride a motorcycle, to hike, what to do around rattlesnakes, how to drive a car with a stick shift, how to cook, and how to build an outhouse. Much of the time was spent trying to avoid the heat, and relaxing with a good book. Sometimes it was cold and blustery, and it was a struggle to keep ourselves warm. Every long weekend and school holiday, we were there.

At night my uncle showed me the stars. He knew the constellations, and even ones with letters and numbers, something like M-36. We looked through telescopes, watched satellites, admired the milky way, and filled with wonder. My favorite constellation of all is the Pleades. Always liked it. Never knew why, but when I looked, I felt like everything was going to be okay. (Often times when I was on call, in my residency, when I would be called out of the call rooms and walking to the hospital, I would look up in the night, find my place, and trust that everything was going to be okay.)

Uncle is a UFO-ologist. He studied and read books and magazines. My parents and he went to a convention that was called Giant Rock. I rode on their shoulders and tried to figure out what was the draw for all those people? Mom said she saw someone who wasn't from this planet there once. She looked and she just knew. And she knew he knew she knew but she couldn't explain it.

Frankly, that part of growing up used to scare me. My sister and I hated it at the fire when the grownups would start to talk about extraterrestrials. I decided I wanted nothing to do with it, I could live my life just fine, because it made no difference on my simple life whether what they said was true or not. I was born to live my life and sought to do the best I could to live it. On this planet!

I got religion. And uncle always teased me over it. We agreed to disagree. He would talk about wanting to see other galaxies, about how eating and going to the bathroom was a total waste of time.  And how he longed to experience space travel. He talked about telepathy. And even once in high school knew of a girl who said she was from Venus. Seriously.

Just this weekend, I went back to the desert with my family. For the first time in over twenty years. Due to my training and my education, I had not been able to go. Around the fire, Uncle talked about Utopia--one where all the bad people would be put away, and where they would eventually not be able to procreate, and ultimately go extinct. He talked about free energy of the Universe and tapping in to it. And about not having to eat, instead being able to live off of light energy. 'Plants live off the energy of the sun' was his point. He is so close to what is going on, and yet so humble not to know it just yet.

Uncle has no faith in what he can't see. He wants to be psychic so badly, but it does not work for him. He is very mental. But his dreams and aspirations prepared me for my life's work, and opened my heart to the possibility that life outside the earth might exist. His credibility held the space for me to come around in my place as a starseed, at my own time, with my own work to accomplish.

Uncle has a terrible case of psoriatic arthritis, with psoriasis. And diabetes too. He asked me how to cure his psoriasis. It troubles him. By the fire, I did Reiki. I checked and balanced his chakras. I knew that the skin and a systemic disease reflects life purpose. I gave Reiki, and got the sign to attune him. I did, without teaching him just yet. I did it to 'open him up' in his psychic development. 'If your hands start burning, or you have psychic dreams or flashes, don't worry, it is okay' I advised. The next day, I sent programmed Reiki healing to him. And as we sat, I talked to him, as he said, 'let's play psychiatrist' and lay on the chaise like a patient. Gently, I probed about his past, about his moving from the old country at eight years old. And I guided him with just a hint, about what his purpose is in his mind, if he has an opinion or anything? I know. And I am honored. But the most gracious and most effective, in my experience, is the gift of letting someone 'figure things out for themselves'.

Sometimes a hint is enough to get a lot of things going. And with a healer who understands that florid psoriasis and diabetes are the body trying to capture the attention of the person, and give a message about life and how to get in balance...sometimes just a nudge is all it will take. We tend to trust others like ourselves when we seek help. He asked for mine, and I was honored.

If it were not for him, and all the time he put into my development, paving the way so many years ago, Reiki Doc as you know it would not exist. He is a stepping stone, a scout, that showed me the way.
I want you to consider the fact that your having interest in energetic healing and Reiki indicate that you are in fact a Starseed on assignment for the greater good. And to take the time, like me, to reflect and give thanks for those that paved the road as spiritual scouts for you. I want you to remember  them as you walk your path, and know that the plan is perfectly in place and proceeding without a hitch for your part in it.

Namaste,

Reiki Doc