Momi

You are beautiful, Ross said, just a few minutes ago.

He said this while I was in tears.

He encouraged me to put on my new pendant.

I confided to him how scared and afraid I had been to witness the emotions, of my pre-adolescent son, and how I didn't know what to do, and how I was in a world of pain...I was so very tired of being strong, and for having to be 'on' to be heading things off at the pass with that boy emotionally..

And the moment the necklace went on, in a flash, I understand the lesson of momi (moh-mee)- the Hawaiian word for pearl--that very beautiful lessons come out of confusion, fear, and pain.


Win A Pearl:
I should have known when the woman before us at the Dole Plantation counter three days ago was miffed at the Maui Divers sales woman.  I easily read the body language. But my son remembered opening an oyster two years ago, and I thought it might be nice to just buy one oyster for each. (He had just pulled a fifty percent off a pearl coupon from the basket and was very happy).

This lady was something else! Very single minded, very pushy, telling him so thick that 'your mother needs this jewelry' that even my nine-year old got upset. She is the ONLY person at any pearl facility who automatically drilled a hole in the pearl first, without asking. (as a matter of fact, ever since I got my first pearl at Marineland in Palos Verdes when I was nine, I have never, ever had one of my pearls mounted OR drilled.)

We settled on a very small turtle pendant made of gold to mount his beautiful, pink pearl he picked from his oyster. We opted out of the chain she encouraged us to buy. And I also refused a credit application that would have saved me fifty dollars (the interest rate was twenty-six percent!).

'Turtles are lucky!' the sales lady said, as she wrapped it. (they have it all figured out, pink pearls mean love, white ones mean happiness and dark ones mean wisdom).

I thought the expense was worth it for my son to run into one of these women like her--all about the sale, faking that it was all about you, and not taking 'no' for an answer--it was a valuable lesson that will teach him what traits are a huge red flag in a potential mate!


The Chain:
I wanted to look at a store at the Ala Moana mall tonight. The place had changed since I fell in love with it ten years ago. I couldn't recognize it. Just two years ago it had it's 'look'--a breezy, simple mall with some nice stores, but understated tropical theme. They are still adding on to it, and I had to use Navigation to find it when I was only three minutes away.

This jewelry store I was interested in advertised with a sign that said sixty percent off, and I got a fine gold chain for only forty dollars.

I had wanted some earrings, too, so we looked, and my son found a beautiful pair with very small diamonds, at a super reasonable price, that matched the necklace he had bought for me for my birthday. With Ross' symbol on it. I put them on and wore them home.


The Diamond:
Earlier today, I packed a lunch and we made a short trip to Honolulu to Diamond Head State Monument. It was ninety-two degrees. I brought cold water and also a spray fan device. It's strenuous, I won't kid you. Ten years ago I danced ballet with the Hawaii State Junior Company for class to keep in shape while I was at conference for work here and one week away from my studio. (I danced two hours about five times a week, and performed.) And back THEN, I could barely breathe up the ascend! But the view was remarkable.

As you may know, my son has some weight issues, and on top of that, some emotional concerns due to bullying.

I took all of my patience and kindness and encouragement to coax him up that hill. I knew it would build confidence. As it turned out, both his father and teacher never let him rest on strenuous activities--they just yelled at him for falling behind. So we took breaks, I squirted both of us when it got hot, and we took the stairs up 'to the military part'--stairs that go almost straight UP.

On the way down, excited, he encouraged the weary ones going up, that the view was 'so WORTH it!!!'.

He had also helped me get over my fear of heights, too.

It was really good.


Can't Say No:
Ross said, 'Buy him sunglasses' when we were at the Oakley store, and his heart was set on a pair that was one hundred sixty dollars.

I said no.

A nine year old does not need fancy sunglasses. They get lost. He never wears them--has several pairs of decent but much much cheaper ones.

I asked him if I have to pay one hundred fourteen dollars (a clearance Shaun White pair) for him to know I love him?

In my heart of hearts, I knew he wanted them because he is interested in being 'older'. I also knew that he wouldn't like the 'sale' ones once we got home. And more--I knew he would ask me for something else about thirty seconds after we bought them.

He said something, I lost my temper and he started crying and saying he wanted to die. I managed to get us up to the car, but he had the worst emotional meltdown I have seen since he threatened suicide about one month ago. All of the pain from the bullying, all of the anger, all of the rage, all of the hate,  all of the loneliness, came out as he writhed and screamed in the car...

I couldn't drive like that. It wasn't safe.

I couldn't calm him down, and neither could he.

I came that close to calling 911 to take him to a psychiatric ER.

The security guy on the bike came by. He said several people complained about how I was yelling at my son.

I explained politely the situation, how he is under the care of a professional, I thought he might need to go to the hospital, and how I can't drive safely with him like this.  He understood, and said, in true Hawaiian aloha--you can take all the time that you need.

After that, my boy calmed, and as I drove us away,  he shared more about the bullying, and how his teacher called people 'guilty' when they did something wrong, and the emotional toll this last year has been on him at school was such a heavy load for him to bear.


The Lifesaver:
Whoever suggested the Insulin Resistance Diet book, truly, has saved both of our lives. It is working. We have done this now for about two weeks.

My son ate protein for dinner, and for his carb, wanted ice cream. He asked the Haagen Dazs lady for the nutritional guide--she gave him a notebook binder with plastic sheets--and the chocolate ice cream was within his carb limits for the meal.

I see him getting more features in his face and his body going slimmer, and also not having the terrible hunger he used to get like before. It's helping me too, to break that cycle of low blood sugar.

It's set us free.


The Night:
I know from Ross, that our son--(he is the Spiritual Father, he asked me ten years ago at my room in the W Hotel on Diamond Head--I didn't know him at the time but he was 'some guy who seemed interested in my answer' when Blessed Mother asked if I would like to have a baby?  With the biological father, once I got back home from conference, there was one time we were together where his face completely transformed, the new face glowed, and looked very much like Owen Wilson with long hair--of all people! I was pregnant about four weeks after that.)--that our son is going to be okay.

As I lay next to our boy, at his request to help him sleep, I was torn and so tearful when Ross asked gently, 'did you have a hard day?'

I went to my room once the breathing was of sound sleep from the child, and I lost it. I told Ross I was scared.  I was confused. At the same time, I realized we had a lot of important 'stuff' come up from my son's sharing his feelings and my doing what the counselor said and validating his feelings...I also realized that this chakra is WAY out of whack and needs some attention

Ross also said that the trick with our son is to let him think he has the choices and the decisions, when in fact he does not. Like a friend of mine said, 'you make a list of the things the kids can do for vacation activities and you let them pick'.


Momi:
The oyster has a lot of pain from an irritant inside it as it grows.
This is what becomes the lustrous pearl, which shines so beautifully in the light.
The ugly oyster has the best pearls.
I discovered this by accident, when the sales lady at Maui Divers at Dole, had let me pick the pearl oyster that comes 'free' with a purchase. She got four out from under the counter. Ross told me to pick the ugly one (I didn't know that's how it works) and to my surprise two beautiful pink matching pearls came out of the oyster! (she had wanted to sell us earrings)

While the oyster is smoothing away the irritant on the inside, that takes energy that would otherwise go to making a pretty, and symmetrical oyster. Therefore, 'the uglier the oyster, the more beautiful the pearl', and in my case, twin pearls.

I even heard a sales lady--a different one at a different stand at the store (there are three at the plantation)--tell a couple to 'pick the ugliest one'.

They did and got a beautiful dark one that was larger than usual, and the couple was delighted with their find!


So when life 'get you down', I want you to remember two things:

• you ARE beautiful--or handsome--whichever term you prefer.  You ARE!
• maybe life is throwing you a momi--a pearl--and soon you will understand the nature of the lesson.

No wonder why that pearl came to me...to give me hope right now as I wear it around my neck...and to let me know when it comes to my beloved, handsome son...there is a momi lesson for me in being a single parent, with a helping hand from my Twin Flame, and husband from another life who has found me in this dimension because I am a medium and can 'sense' such things...

It is my hope that perhaps this 'lesson' may 'resonate' with you, and give you comfort in times of distress, too.

Ross also let me know that the energies are strong in supporting the powers of manifestation, and that for those who think 'negatively', those feelings are going to magnify the outcomes at this time. This applies for everyone! So keep your positive outlook UP as best you can...

Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Reiki Doc and Ross who loves both her and their little one very much.



P.S. I have been on vacation in Hawaii, but kept it out of the blogs, at Ross' request for some privacy. It is okay now to let you know. Namaste.

The Scheduler

Today we are going to talk about the third chakra, the yellow one, that sits at the solar plexus, and carries with it the power to do and to act and to create change.

This is the chakra which has been under attack the most by the powers-that-were, the Illumi-NOT-i, or Those Who Do Not Have Your Best Interest At Heart.

This chakra governs the pancreas, the digestion, the stomach, the bowels, weight, the adrenal glands, and the addictions.

Think about it.

If you were going to 'control the masses', what is the one thing you would want to disrupt in the energy system?

The power to do, to act, and to create change for something better.

Look at the many health issues that affect our society:

• there is an epidemic of stomach cancer in Japan
• Obesity is a precursor to multiple health concerns
• Diabetes is rampant worldwide
• Irritable Bowel, I once heard, accounts for as many lost-work days as chronic back pain
• Night shift workers gain weight as opposed to day shift because of the stress on their system
• Think of how many triggers to the 'fight of flight' response we encounter daily--getting to work on time, traffic, child care, money concerns, broadcast news, newspapers (why don't they just call it 'bad news' instead of 'news'???)...
• Combine that with a lack of sleep, lack of free time, lack of exercise and lack of devoted time for regular spiritual practice...and you have the society of today.

They can't see it.

I have a loved one, who due to scheduling conflicts, offered me a wonderful opportunity to see a new release movie with the family tonight at the El Capitan theater in Los Angeles.

I ended up getting the day off from work, and I could have made it. It would have been a delight!

But this person wanted to know, FOR SURE, in the afternoon, and it wasn't until eight p.m. that I had any idea I would be free to go at all.

Ever know a 'controller'?

Not in the way of the word, as in 'I control you'...

Someone who wants to make plans, to schedule, to create in a regulated way? Someone who has no room for spontaneity in their calendar...someone who overcommits, and has to dread certain functions because what seemed 'just right' five month ago is more of an imposition on them now...

How can we fix this?

Well, I almost found myself getting pulled in to this energy pattern yesterday. 

I asked for guidance. None.

I asked the pendulum. It said, 'Don't Ask'.

So I had to go deep into my heart on the face of what data I had.

And I realized that quiet time together with my family at home was the most important choice for me; it was sure, and I told them to give away the tickets.

This person was RELIEVED!!! This one 'one less thing' in 'our nightmare weekend' to have to do!!!

Guess what kind of health conditions this person has? Yellow-chakra related imbalanced that manifest in the physical plane.

No wonder. All of this is unconscious. And it's not in any way their 'fault'. It just is. And a great deal of healing needs to be done in the general area, for all of us.

It has been hijacked to keep us under control as a collective, and it is time to take our personal power, and our health, back.

I want you, for the sake of you health, to keep an eye on the yellow chakra.

• If it resonates as a good thing, whatever you plan to do, go for it!
• If you feel a sense of nurturing, warmth, love and compassion, keep doing what you are.
• If you feel a sense of discomfort, look within, and ask, is there something I need to change?
• If you find yourself reaching for that dessert, because 'you deserve it'--something is terribly out of balance and there is no time like the present to 'right' it. It's easy--ask for guidance from your guardian angel, or Archangel Michael, or Archangel Nathaniel in impossible situations.
• If you are racing thoughts either forward or backward in time, gently pull yourself back to Here and Now. That is where your true power is--right now, in the Present.
• Feelings are important. Take time to listen to them, and to reflect on the data you have at hand.

Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Reiki Doc

Sunshine

Today as I got dressed, Blessed Mother told me to 'look your prettiest!'

So I wore yellow, made a french braid, tucked the end up and in, added a sparkling hair pin, and had on the shoes with gold I call my 'Cinderella shoes'. They are the most beautiful pair of shoes I have ever seen, and I like shoes. I also wore my very best fragrance, one by Tom Ford that is very hard to get.

Everyone I interacted with was amazed at how good I looked. The teachers at school. The administrative assistant. The front desk at the O.R.--many hugs, about six--with compliments.

At the business meeting, for a project, everyone noticed. My 'boss' for the project said, 'Yellow IS your color!'

So did I let this all go to my head?

Not at all!

I worked it.

Spirit provided a 'patient' to work with in Spirit Mode: an incredibly fat worker, a little shorter than me, who was in line ahead of me in the women's restroom.

I felt her energy. It was low. Self-hatred and loathing.

I opened up. I smiled as we were washing our hands. She had dropped a paper towel on the floor by accident before she washed her hands, and ignored it; I knew she couldn't bend. I washed up, dried, and with my wet paper towel bent down and picked hers up. I threw it away with love in my heart and a smile.

Wouldn't you know it, but every time I went to the washroom, that lady was there? The whole DAY!

And every time, a bright 'hello!' and smile from me.

At the end of the day, I saw her walking back to her desk as I was going toward the elevator.

I waved, nodded, smiled, and said my cheeriest, 'hello!'

Guess what?

She smiled a genuine smile at me back. She also waved and said, 'have a good day!'

That, my friends, is what Ascension is all about. Peer-to-peer raising of the Vibration by exposing them to your own.

Heart to heart communication.

Welcome to the Higher Dimensions!

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Dear Patient: what I have to say, but cannot

An Open Letter to a Patient:

You are a beautiful soul. Your spirit and I got to know you. I know your past. I know your history. I am filled with utmost compassion, because you do not understand your disease. And that you are slowly falling apart because of it.

I met you in the Operating Room. Someone had wheeled you in, without my okay. The nurse had asked, 'have you met Dr. yet?' and you said yes. You do not speak the English well enough, or do not remember the names of who you had met. That is okay. My Spanish is much worse than your passable English, for I only know the medical Spanish I was taught at school. And we are equals on forgetting. Sometimes I have to look at the name on the chart again and again as I talk to you, to wake you and to gently induce sleep. There are so many of you I cannot count. And every one of you looks different from awake when you are sleeping with a tube taped in your mouth that was put there by me...

Your Hemoglobin A1C was 12. That means that your sugar is out of control pretty much most of the time. Why do you not understand the terror of high blood sugar? Why do you not change your lifestyle? Why do you let them take apart your limbs? For infection cannot spread as fast when blood sugar is within normal limits.

Is it your lack of education? Is it suicide by sweets? What is going on with you? I have seen this pattern again and again. So have others. They have coined 'the metabolic syndrome' because of the constellation of disease that goes with diabetes. It is serious and difficult to treat.

My heart was moved by your plight. How can you be trapped inside a body, on the road to destruction  by ravage of disease, and not even comprehend how it is destroying you? It was not fair of Life to come to this! I would not wish your fate on my worst enemy. I felt powerless to assist.

And then I turned on Reiki. (Lord knows I had ample time! You were stable, hemodynamically, and there they dig and scrape and remove to take the infection away.)

I connected into your Aura. I turned the power on and helped you ground. I felt doughiness at your solar plexus, total blockage in your third eye/indigo chakra, and lots of spiky heat down towards your feet. As I cleansed and balanced your chakra system, I picked up on your story that led to this fate.

You were born a worker, to a working family. It was expected of you to work, and work you did. Your whole life. You were not content with it, but not discontent enough to propel you to study to escape your class as 'worker'. The assignment made at birth, by your choice to occupy that body--whether to learn something or to buy Karma--was unacceptable to you.

You compared yourself to others. You had 'taste' and 'high hopes' but that is all they were, in your mind. As your power center blocked, and your ego hijacked your heart center, your ability to discern  Purpose by Intuition was blocked. The more you 'powered through' to control your lack of your dream life destiny, the more you made manifest your hopes and dreams shattered.

And then you spent. And you spent and spent and lost your groundedness. You could not 'get back on your feet' . Your body, an instrument of communication to your heart center, was shouting and shouting to 'get me back to center and to balance again'. You did not hear this. Your patterns were set and you were set on your not changing them. 'That is who I am so let it Be'. And that is what you Are.

In fact, another day yields an opportunity to express yourself however way your wish! And so blind you cannot see it.

My love for you was strong, my heart made healthy by the fact I know what my blessings are; one of them is taking care of you. With your poor teeth, and smile you trusted me to take care of you. How very blessed I am to enjoy your Earth Presence in my O.R.! Your breath and life is a miracle of itself! How I wish for you to See yourself as I see you! As God sees you! As the wonder full of Life you are!

I placed the symbols and was guided to attune you to the energy of Reiki. I did the motions with my hands under the Bair Hugger warming blanket. No one could see. Your hands might burn somewhat because of me. You may not understand it. I trust in your Higher Spirit, your Guides and Deceased Loved Ones to take this gift that I have given you, and make the most of Reiki Energy. Perhaps you will have a dream that will help to awaken you out of your suffering. It all starts in the Mind, and perhaps you will find thoughts both new and pleasing, thoughts of hope and making for the best.

And if you don't, nothing is wasted. I gave your 'Happy Trails' transition sign to ease your end upon the planet, a little blank check for you to cash in whenever you wish.

You asked for juice and food as soon as you arrived in Recovery. Your sugar was 105--almost normal. It must have been low for you. And hungry, so we let you have your juice and jello before we sent you on your way. You don't know it but I thank God for you and the chance to heal your heart. For that is what healers do. That is exactly what God put me on this earth to do. And I took care of you with my head, my hands, my heart, and Reiki kindness.

Namaste,

Reiki Doc