Advanced Poison

I have been home, sick, for the past two days. Yes, sometimes I get run down, and I catch something, but not as often as I once did before I learned how to take better care of my health. Reiki and diet is a big part of it.

Tonight I watched TV.  I hardly do.

Tonight it was America's Funniest Home Videos, the animal edition.

Every couple of videos it was time for a break.

I saw the commercials. I can't believe how over the top they are on their marketing.

I talk about the Direct-To-Consumer ads for the medications.

I saw Phil Mickelson with his psoriatic arthritis. I saw a man with Prostate Cancer Recurrence recommend the immunity 'vaccine' to target his cancer cells. I saw that one about three times.

There was also life insurance for the elderly. Two women at a bingo game discussed it with another. They were talking about a friend who could not play because she was in debt over her husband's funeral expenses.

So we take people running into things and laugh at it.
Then we watch the commercials for things that are very serious and expensive with a lot of side effects.

As the announcer reads the side effects, you are flashed images of a granddaughter learning to ride her bike, of a father playing at his children's birthday party, of all the things a person would do anything, pay any price, or suffer any side effect to enjoy. 

You can't put a price on it--freedom from financial tyranny.

You can't pay for poisons as 'the antidote' to the poisoning that is done to us in what we eat, what we drink, and what we breathe.

We can't die without feeling guilt for making others not able to play their bingo unless we have a policy--that will cover our expenses!

Where is the nurturing, warmth, love and compassion? These are the qualities of the balanced heart and mind that are working together.

All I see is fear, and the mind, and conditioning through neurolinguistic programming of the advertising industry (research the roots of Madison Avenue sometime, and learn who all the ones that set it up were and what they had done before!)....and a lot of money being spent on commercials in the hopes of even more money coming from us to them.

The one that made me laugh the most was a tie--the 'pain relieving brace at no cost to you' with the nice lady on the phone with full makeup smiling and taking the senior's order, thinly veiled insurance 'wallet biopsy'-and the lawsuits against drug companies for serious complications from those medications that I had seen advertised like the others ten years ago!

I see this:

• slow kill through food, air, and water
• enhance the slow kill with artificial sweeteners, tobacco, and alcohol
• chemtrail to keep people low on Vitamin D and too sick to organize
• bombard the masses with every etheric scalar wave technology--low frequency, etc etc etc
• have dependence on cell phone use and set the microwave frequency to a harmful one when another safer one could have been chosen
• encourage poisons of alcohol, tobacco and recreational drugs by making it cool.
• have parents 'indoctrinate' the children into eating habits, smoking patterns, etc.
• time the slow kill so that the elderly become 'what makes the medical industry go' as they develop the diseases of the heart and cancers, etc just around the time they are not able to work.
• get as much revenue as possible through the entire process
• charge money for a burial 
• make people buy insurance for everything under the sun
• tax them just enough so they are always in need of money and that causes stress to enhance the slow kill process
• ridicule anyone who questions the system.

It's ugly.

I don't like it.

It is my hope that one day others will see what I see in this scheme too.

Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Day Three--October 19, 2013

One of the changes that has come more pronounced is 'what you want to eat'. Your appetite and tastes change slowly but one day you look at the meat on your plate and think, 'This is dead cow!' or 'This is dead chicken!' or 'This is dead fish!'. Even the bacon you used to love, you look at it and think, 'This pig needs its bacon more than me to stay alive!'

It's the cruelty that is in the Vibration of the food that you 'pick up on'. 

Depending on your family's eating habits, your lifestyle, and your circumstances, you might not be able to act on that 'sudden knowing' about what your food is and how it got to be on your plate.

Instead, you start craving foods that have 'Higher Vibration' and are 'Alive'! I want fresh fruits and vegetables, particularly leafy green vegetables. My taste for alcohol went away, and only once in a while do I enjoy a glass of wine with dinner (being raised Italian, this is 'normal' for every night to have one glass with the meal).

I can even 'pick up' the difference in Vibration of my bottled water. Iceland has a different 'feel' than 'Hawaii' or even 'Fiji'. I enjoy the differences very much, for I am taking 'in' this Vibration into 'me'.

The last 'sudden craving' is for the sun. I actively seek it, for about ten minutes a day, and it feels 'enough'. This morning, on the drive home from work--I drove into the rising sun. And it felt terrific! The higher spiritual practices do 'sun gazing' at dawn and at dusk as a form of 'nutrition for the Light Body'. I used to think it was strange. Now I am starting to understand.

Your physical body has matching counterparts in the mental body, the emotional body, the etheric body, and the astral or 'Light' body.

Feed them well today.

Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,

Reiki Doc

The Church Bell And The Vineyards

The chickens woke me up. I won't lie. That rooster is hard to ignore! But I was sleepy and rolled over. I pulled the warm covers tight.

That was my 'snooze' button. I had forgotten that it was Sunday and I am in the countryside in France. The church bells kept ringing until i woke up. They rang straight for five minutes.

I don't go to mass like I used to. And I certainly give a very small fraction of what I used to give when I go. For example, the first mass I went to on this trip was part of a grape harvest festival in a small town.

It was charming. A marching band made a parade through town, followed by winemakers. They stopped in front of several houses and businesses and played Dixieland Jazz. Then there was mass. This is an image from the mass that I enjoyed most--watch the hat and the stick:

After mass, the parade continued to the steps of City Hall! With joyful music and lots of picture-taking by the crowd, we walked to a courtyard nearby. Four people were given certificates as winemakers. One of them was the priest.

There was a small tasting party with cookies, wine, orange juice and water. Everyone was very kind. After a break for lunch and siesta, the party returned by boat--yes, a 'parade on a boat'--to a glass-enclosed living wine museum. There, after another wine taste of rose wine, we marched together singing to a corner where all the grapes were ripe. We cut the grapes traditionally, by hand. People with baskets underneath caught the grapes, and when the baskets were full poured the fruit into the 'hotte', a huge 'backpack basket'.

The 'hotte' went right to the press. There was a manual 'initial breaking' of the grapes, and then a large crank wine press. The grape juice ran freely, and everyone could have as much as they wanted to taste. It was not pretty but tasted beautiful.

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There was a lot of bonding at the 'grape harvest festival' or 'Vendage'. All of the physical work and cooperation fostered 'team building'.

My friends I visit are descendants of wine makers. I have been many times to wine museums with them, and to the places to watch wine get made. I was surprised my friend used to wear a pump on his back and spray 'sulfur' on the plants when he was a teen. I was also surprised that his wife, my other close friend, used to harvest grapes. When a lot of people came to town to help, the area took about three weeks to harvest. Now, only two wineries harvest by hand. The rest are harvested by machine.

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Yesterday was the highlight of our trip. My son got to drive a tractor and do work with it. The family has a garden in the vineyard. I have seen two other gardens before this. They were in sandy soil. This was not a good year for gardening because of a large hailstorm in June. The rocky soil garden is in the middle of grapes as far as you can see. The weeds are growing better than the plants!

I know. I bent over like they show in the paintings, and picked up very small onions as my friend's wife used the pitch fork to loosen the soil. We did almost one full row, and got a reuseable shopping bag almost full. We also harvested beets. The carrots were too small, and stuck in the clay soil. The pitch fork couldn't go in.

As the tractor went back and forth trimming the weeds, she showed me the scars on the trees from the hailstorm. Large marks were left where bark had been torn off. The trees were full of disease, too. They were expensive. She was deeply saddened.

I knew this garden. It has never thrived. But this time, I was moved to help with Reiki and Light.

I hugged the trunk of a thin fruit tree. My grandfather and godfather (the same person, two roles), worked the orchards back in the old country in Sicily. I knew plants because of his lifestyle. (He used to make his own wine, too). 

As I hugged the tree, warm blue Goddess energy came up from Gaia. It came right up through my legs, into my arms, into the tree. I gently let the tree know it was loved. That this family was very kind. And I wanted the tree not to suffer, but to heal.

Then the faeries showed up.

They were confused because of all the grapes growing around this tiny garden. They didn't know what to do.(I felt like the faeries were not 'welcome' with the grapes somehow.)

I was surprised by this comment. I gently 'told' them telepathically that this garden has never thrived, and that the family who needs it to eat could use their help. 

Then the faerie Queen showed up. She gave me a glass of tonic for my healing too. (I won't go into the details--it is personal but was accurate and timely.) I drank it.

Suddenly I understood what to do for the poor trees! I hugged or 'touched and examined' each one, and gave Reiki. The trees responded beautifully to the loving energy. I also at each one drew up the blue Goddess energy and 'connected' it to the Golden Goddess Spiral energy to protect it. 

Out of nowhere, the spirit of Joan of Arc came up with her horse. She was on foot. I have seen a lot of folks from the other side, but this one caught me off guard. She was small, and straight forward, very serious. She asked me what it was exactly that I was asking for. I 'sensed' that she wanted me to spread the healing PAST the garden and into the fields that surrounded it. I made the healing more 'wide'. She offered to assist the land in any way she can. And then she left.

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Later I walked through the grape vines with the others. They showed me leaves with little green bumps on them. 'The maladie'. I understood.

'Alcohol is a poison' Wes Annac wrote about 'the occasional glass of wine'. He'd never touch it.

Is it?

Spiritually, all sources I have researched have said a small glass of wine sometimes with dinner, organic if possible, is good for the health and certainly not harmful for the spirit.

Medically, this small glass of wine makes a fatty reaction in the liver. More than three glasses of wine a day will lead to cirrhosis, which is irreversible damage of the liver.

The church promotes 'bread and wine'. Yet there is gluten in the bread and nowadays pesticide in the wine.

Is it safe?

I think it depends. For my body, which is from generations of farmers, I do okay with french bread and wine. I don't eat them every day. My body is 'plant based'. ; ) For others, who are more 'meat based', it might indeed be poison for them.

Thank you Wes Annac for making me look past the history of my family, and of this area, to see the influence of the cabal in church, wheat, and wine-making. It is there, undeniably so.

And through the same heart center, I can appreciate how it has become a part of our humanity, to live with the land. There IS no right or wrong that causes separation--because ultimately we are ONE to figure out what is best for Gaia, and for Us with respect to wine and gluten.

I am so glad I healed the land yesterday. After the healing I saw so much more Life at my feet. Spiders, grasshoppers, even some bees!

Is wine poison? Is it poison for the body? It can be, if taken in excess. Alcoholism can really destroy families. Growing wine was poison for my friend's cousin. He has so much metastatic disease that the incision has been seeded with mets.

Are the fields of grapes and wheat and sunflowers hurting Gaia? I don't know. But I do know I asked for help in healing the land, and Spirit 'showed up'.

These are the kind of issues we are going to face together after Ascension; Gaia really needs our help and all of us are going to take some time to help all of the life on earth and in the oceans.

Yesterday I could hear the church bell ringing all the way up in the fields. I think this confirms the 'connection behind the scenes' that might not be so 'Light'. Soon we  will know the truth and what to do about it. As more and more 'awaken', the Light will expose all that is hidden.

Aloha and mahalo,
Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Reiki And The Neighbors' Fight

In L.A. we live on top of each other. We don't have acres of space for each house. Our neighbors are close, and you hear everything!

Our neighbors, whom our boy has named, 'Drama 101' were just acting up when I wanted to take a nap right now. As an intuitive, I could 'sense' chemical in the woman, as well as hear the alcohol in her voice.

I really wanted to take a nap!

So I stood out on the balcony, and gave Reiki. Arms outstretched, I didn't care whether they saw me or not. I wanted PEACE! I gave Reiki, Divine Peace Healing, and the Platinum Ray. My hands felt HOT, there was so much energy flow! It helped. It didn't cure everything. Basically, as long as my arms were up, they stopped. But I want my nap. I can say that the noise level is about thirty percent of what it was a few minutes ago, and I can sleep.

I can rest because I know the angels are working on it.

I wonder if they have a 'kiss and make up' energy I can send??? ; )

LOL.

Peace begins at home. Especially when we make harmony for the energy which surrounds us.

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

WiFi of the Heart Center

Have you ever sat at a grand piano? Did you look inside? If you did, did you notice the tiny strings for the high notes, and the great big wire thick ones for the low ones? Did you press the keys and hear the notes? Isn't it a wonder that one great big instrument can have such a range of sounds, and play music on it? Especially when the lid is open--the sound it amazing!

As an Intuitive-Medium, Intuitive-Medicine, Reiki Master/Teacher and Karuna Reiki Master/Teacher, I have a range of vibration I can pick up, much like a radio dial. But unlike the radio, which gets pretty much the same type of programming audible on any station on the dial, I am like the piano, in the depth and breadth and range of vibration I can pick up.

What am I talking about? Let me give you an example. Today I had conversations with three very different people. I will not go into details that might give away their identity. Instead I will share my impressions, in the order that I was with them today.

The first was a man in his late forties, who was a professional. The business was his, and he had an office that was impressive. Original art, with autographs from the artist to the professional. One of my passions, the care of animals, was struck by the decor and the business. I had to wait a very long time to see this man. Long enough to start doing plies and releves and stretches during my wait. And then, BAM, into the door, and in ten seconds, I found a man behind a lot of expectations, who really truly had a love for animals, once. He was going through the routines. He was going through the business. Full protection was up. I felt like I was getting lip service. And I called him on it. I played the doctor card, slowly, first by asking if there was a chance of a particular infection of the bone going on in the wound on my pet. He startled. He dropped a defense. He backpedaled. And then we had a real conversation. I never could get a 'read' on him. But the impressions were worldly, likes finer things/wine/liquor/Vegas, and thinking about the end of his career. I shared how my dream to be a veterinarian was crushed because of my severe allergy to cats. He disclosed how he had developed an allergy to guinea pigs. 'Does your voice drop?' I asked. 'No, just I get all runny in the nose and eyes.' he said. 'My voice used to drop. And my eyes would swell. But now I get welts when I touch one. It's pretty bad. Don't let yourself get to this.' He gave me a container of Silvadene for free.

I met him on his turf and connected heart to heart. I dialed in on his 'station'. He was average average average. Let's call him 'Middle C'.

The second was a friend I was eager to spend time with. Our boys are on the same team. Her story of her psychic awakening, and buying so much information about a certain topic from Amazon and watching lots of YouTube videos got her husband to ask, 'Are you okay?'. (Wake ups like this are typical.) She is a reader now. And I asked, 'What is the most common thing people want to know when they book your services?'. She answered, 'Love, and then money/jobs'. She found that people who really want to grow tend to book longer sessions, and the ones that want to run the reading tend to take the twenty minute ones. We laughed how her son was asked in kindergarten how many things to we have in pairs? The teacher coached the children with 'two ears, two legs, two eyes...' and the son raised his hand and said, 'No, we have three. One is right here (pointing to the middle of the forehead)'. The teacher said he was wrong. But at home, my friend said, 'You know you are right, son, don't you?' and he said, 'Yes'.

For fun I asked if she wanted to figure out a team mom with me. We did. We shared our impressions and they overlapped. The time just flew by, and it was time to go. These were the high notes.

After the boys were done, mine wanted to play. That's when the subject of our 'project' started to open up to me. Being in her aura, I picked up so much more depth. This woman was a professional athlete, and had toured. If was like our impressions across the park were a skeleton, and the Universe was showing me this woman's story to flesh it out. And then I smelled alcohol on the breath of the partner, from four feet away. And I understood. My life twenty years ago was one of such pain and fear and sorrow. Confusion over survival. And fear of not being able to support myself. I went to a medical school that was far away, to get away from my spouse. For many years I was righteous, angry, and actively looking to heal in any way I could. And when I thought the coast was clear, ANOTHER horrible romance came my way. I could not dodge it. And then I let go.

Number three was one of the low notes. Survival-oriented, needing public assistance from a women's help center to get back on their feet/find their way. I could not communicate the wealth of my experience to this woman. She couldn't understand the nuances in my perspective, about custody, about divorce, about co-parenting a family. About Al Anon and its usefulness to those who have been affected by a friend or family that was a drinker. She was affected by the disease, too. And she needed to heal.

To me, it was like an eight-track tape, or a cassette. Her level of development was something I used to use a long time ago. And I saw clearly that her poor self-image was projecting itself out as a drunk partner. That she manifested her worst nightmare, and fought hard to divorce herself from all reminders of it. Like in Abraham-Hicks, until you VIBRATE at a certain frequency, you will not ATTRACT those things into your life. I had to heal my heart in order to expect and to look forward to a healthy relationship in life. But she couldn't see it. For she was at a different level of development, one that was right for her.

Did I give Reiki? Yes. Informal Reiki. Through intent. Through a daisy-chain connection of violet-white light from my heart to hers. And by asking Archangel Michael to step in, for I was not sure of what to do in this situation, exactly. I gave her course a hard jolt, added a 'twist' to it. One from a Higher Dimension, one of Source.

So what do Man 1, Friend 2, and Team Mom 3 have in common? The same thing as drunk husband or our kids--everyone on this planet has a Wonderful white/bright light about six inches diameter shining in through the crown of their head. It gets 'stuck' on the way in for some people though. Man 1 at Orange chakra development (no passion, no creativity), Friend 2 indigo (still not locked in to Higher Purpose, but close!), and Team Mom 3 yellow chakra and blue one too (power and not being able to speak up about it). Healing is the gradual clearing out of old blockages, from our mind our hearts our consciousness, all the way through the rainbow (7 chakras), to Earth. When we are Open, we can flow Heaven to the Earth. And ground it.

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

The Birthday Party

Last night we went to a birthday party at the home of a friend.

There was such a wide range of personalities present. The child wanted an xbox 360 so bad they had a meltdown. Grandma had been through the war in England and refused at the store to buy the gift because of the meltdown. The 'friend' who was not the 'boyfriend' but wanted to be of the host was both on his best behavior, trying to be charming, while plying the host and guests with too strong drinks. I had never seen the host drink, ever, in the five years of friendship. And the 'friend'-who-was-not-boyfriend was dropping hints about how good a Christian he was. He had printed out a million dollar bill from a Christian website and given it to the birthday boy. My kid saw it. After much questioning, he realized it was a fake. And his dreams of being a millionaire ever since my mother had given him a similar one when he was two and thinking it was real, were dashed. (Apparently there is a gospel message in fine print on the edge of the back of the bill, and you hand them out to people in order to convert them.) The Uncle barely socialized or moved away from the computer. And the children watched movies blaring on the T.V. the whole time, except at the table for dinner. The food was carrots and ranch dip, salad and Domino's pizza, soda, and cake. At time to sing Happy Birthday, three candles were the kind that light right back up. Two of theme worked, it was funny. And one gift was a device that reads your mind with twenty questions, kind of like a red digital billiard ball. It worked on me. I thought of a rabbit and it guessed a hare.

I have been trying to come to grips about Ascension and what it will mean when the steps to it are out in the open on Earth.

I have been preparing myself and my son for about a year now, raising our vibrations, and thinking good thoughts. I pluck out the bad ones. My latest push is to let the Yoda quote work on my inner spirit, 'Do. Or do not. There is no TRY.'

After last night, which was pleasant enough, I figure that the average home and family is going to freak out when the news gets out.

What can we do to increase the chances of this not happening to those around us?

Raise your vibration. Just like at a sporting event when the crowd goes wild. Someone has to start it. It catches on.

Raise your vibration. Increase your frequency of Love and Light in your heart. It will affect others. Do not trust your five senses. Add to it your 'feeling center' in your heart. That 'sees' accurately too. Value all the information it gives you.

Let me state the number of means of 'putting to sleep' your higher consciousness and making your a prisoner of the mind in the birthday party scenario:
1) video games
2) family conflict
3) fast food
40 organized religion (it depends on who organized it and why)
5) movies and television
6) alcohol
7) money

Do any of these enhance the connection to Source?

Do any of these lead to spirituality and growth?

Do any of these keep the focus on the present moment? Or do they take your attention away from Here and Now?

The fact is that the more you are entangled in those seven things on the list, the more difficult your chances to adapt and rise up with the coming changes.

I encourage you to think about it. Sometimes our connection to those items is automatic.

Ponder this today.

Namaste,

Reiki Doc