Family

My family puts the FUN in dysfunctional.

It's messed up.

Today there was a get-together to say 'goodbye' to a cousin who is moving to the midwest, and I am humbled, deeply humbled by the whole process.

The system works!

God (and the Goddess) had this crazy idea to throw us into these family units--where we--many of us Lightworkers--were thrown into the 'Lion's Den' if you will, the very worst places on the planet, To Shed Light.

Today I saw how my cousins and uncles were older...the ones I used to see every Christmas Eve and at family functions. And I thought, 'God, you were so smart to give Cousins, so I can see what the road is like ahead of where I am.'

Today I saw how darkness transformed to Light...there were several people who had hurt one another in various ways, incest, physical abuse, alcohol, gambling, infidelity...who had found peace with each other and the abusers had healed!

I found out one incest abuser had actually paid the rent, bought groceries, and traded cars (taking over the car payments) of the one he had abused and her new husband for six months when they were starting out. They wouldn't have made it without him.

Another who had been a physical abuser and made his kids pass out in a pool of blood in the bathroom on a routine basis, had tenderly cared for the wife dying of cancer, and earned the love and respect of the children and the whole family. He'd changed, in his heart, mind, body and soul and had grown. He asked, casually, how he had been so lucky to marry her, the wife who was an angel, an earth angel, in every way...

The one who cheated on his wife, and left her for another woman, only to have his ex, the one we knew, die of ovarian cancer? He married the one he had the relationship with, and now she is family, and has found work for two of the deceased wife's kids at her work. I could see how sometimes relationships change, and both partners have to move on to keep up with their soul lessons; it really is not personal, although it is painful to experience when you are the one that is being left.

I found out a cure for leg cramps is V-8 juice, Tums and ibuprofen. Many of my relatives are very active. One rode a sixty-mile bike ride earlier in the day.

But most importantly, I saw my cousins who have been in the movie industry for their entire careers, and are NOT worshipping the devil, or any of those bad things that so many of them do. They are good, decent people who love God and are perhaps a little 'more religious' than others, as far as being Christian go, but not more so than others I know who are Christian extreme worshippers.

If you are from a not-so-good family, have hope!

The family unit was selected with pre-birth contracts and agreement of everyone involved . Why? For the learning of lessons. Some are teachers, some are learners, and together it all works out. There is the karma 'payback' as well as the love that remains between after all is said and done.

Why not take a little break every now and then, talk to your heart, and find out what lessons your family has been helping your heart learn with you?

Because behind all that, is the wisdom of Source, and it is all for your Highest Good.

It's always darkest before the dawn...but soon the sun will come up, and you will see your family with bright new eyes that see!

I couldn't believe how much higher the vibration was of our group today; there was love, laughter, and sharing. People are really doing things for their health, like quit artificial sweeteners, try organic, eat less meat, or whatever 'nudges' them to do. We have come a long ways as a family, and I am excited I had the chance to see it today.

I have to be honest with you. Today I really didn't want to go. I like staying at my house and relaxing on the weekends. I didn't want to get dressed and drive to go and see people I hardly ever see.

But I checked with pendulum.

It said, GO. It is for the highest good.

So I went.

It turns out my cousin's fiancee has a daughter with terrible neurological condition. And the shunt isn't working. So the surgeon is going to try switching from a ventriculoperitoneal (head to stomach drain for CSF) to a ventriculoatrial shunt (head to heart for CSF). He'd only done two, in his career, and was really worrying her.

I explained what I had seen, and I knew it works, and it's something doable, and not to worry.

She was visibly relieved! I hadn't seen her in eight years!

That's why Spirit wanted me to go.



Aloha and mahalos,
Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Reiki And The Alcoholic

Today I worked with an alcoholic. I can't say if it was male or female, or what we were trying to fix.

What I can tell you is that this patient, who was not at home but at the hospital last night, drank the morning of the procedure and was shaking in pre-op holding 'from anxiety'. I could tell it wasn't from withdrawal because the patient kept remarking to themself, 'I wonder why I am so anxious about this procedure. I am MORE ANXIOUS than I was for my (very major) surgery?!' The anxiety worsened the longer the patient was in my presence. I picked up on an energy level that my Very High Vibration was 'affecting' them; in addiction, the aura energy tends to be very low. High Vibration and Low Vibration are uncomfortable to each other. 

I am fortunate as an anesthesiologist that this patient was honest about all the use--because my drugs and 'patient self-medicating drugs' can mix.

What was remarkable about the intraoperative Reiki on this patient was three-fold:

• Before the procedure, I treated the 'anxiety' and the shaking stopped. Then I just 'hung out' with the patient as we waited for the surgeon. I have to--once a drug is on board, I have to monitor respiration and vital signs. It turns out the patient works at a nearby facility, sort of a popular place many people go. I offered 'acceptance of what is' by sitting and listening and not trying to change the behavior. This earned respect and trust of the patient, and the unspoken desire to heal with whatever healing was available in that procedure. It was on a soul level (this happens often in Karuna Reiki because unlike standard Reiki in which the healing energy is directed at the physical body, Karuna Reiki healing energy is directed at the soul.) 
• The addiction and abuse was reflected clearly in the second chakra, the orange one, by the navel. And balancing the chakras was just as important as the Reiki for this patient. I found that by saying (intoning) to myself in my mind har har har har har har har har, a mantra used in Kundalini yoga for helping addictions lose their grip on a person, helped.
• This patient continued to drink despite multiple lift-threatening medical challenges where most people would have 'bottomed out' and gotten sober. I suspected the presence of Negative Attachments. Sure enough, in a 'pod' that was 'hidden' between the base/root and navel chakras, were two attachments. With my angel guides (who were surprisingly letting me be independent!), I opened the 'pod' and the two were clearly seen--a Major Dark Entity and a Minor Dark Entity (they travel in pairs). I was wondering why the guides weren't 'backing me up like always, where I talk to the attachments and get them to cross to the light or else 'go to the Galactic Central Sun'. I paused. Guess what happened? In a nanosecond after that thought, they BOTH got sucked into the Galactic Central Sun and POOF! They didn't have a choice! Times have changed, energetically. On the side of the Light it is 'time's up! don't forget to close the door on the way out, negative entities! Goodbye and good riddance!'.

I was surprised for this 'change in policy'. It was strong and new.

I liked it!

I thought as healers and Lightworkers you should know.

Aloha and Mahalo,

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

I Confess

There is so much to say. I almost dropped by where a friend works to talk about the last part I am going to share. But that friend works hard, and by the time things slow down enough to talk I would rather be asleep.

There were some major lessons and experiences from Spirit 'recently'.

One patient was an angel. The cutest cute thing ever. I carried them down the hall. So sweet, not an ounce of fear anywhere.

I learned that even though I can't have kids, some adopted ones might be angels. My biological child is my miracle, and was the 'end' of that for me, much to my sorrow. But this one, the adopted one, looked just like their adopted parent. It gave me a glimmer of hope. I once had wanted five kids...but as it is I am incredibly thankful for the one.

Another patient was difficult in a way I had never seen before, but irritated me a great deal. I even asked out loud 'why is this patient bothering me?' I have seen everything. I knew this one must be showing me a side of myself I don't like.

Now--I 'get' it. Here is the part for me: when you are on a Spiritual Path that is for your benefit, don't argue over the discomfort of the minor things along the way to get 'the result'. There is a certain maturity that comes naturally with being around a certain environment, whether it is Healthcare (my specialty) or Other Areas of Life (which I have severe stunting of my development). The message is 'grow up' and 'let it go', and 'go along with the process'.

I was so worked up about this patient, that I warned the recovery room nurse to be on the lookout for this odd behavior. As I did, something very strange happened: I was bathed in warm, loving energy and it calmed me down.  I know of one individual who, if you are in the other room working, and are sad, will show up and do something to cheer you up without saying a word. And you didn't ask either. The person just KNOWS. It was like that, but some Spiritual Something gave the help out of the blue.

There was one patient with terribly advanced disease. It was the second primary. The spouse had a primary too. I asked where they were from--very odd for so much of this same problem in a couple. The area they are from has a small neighborhood with a very high incidence of this disease. I could see how a 'slow kill' was happening with no one getting caught in that location. It was like Chernobyl leaking or something, the way it affected so many. Or like Erin Brockovich's movie.

I felt the thyroid as I scanned. I double checked on the history. Yes, there was a problem there. And the rest, the angel team said to 'let go' and 'let them take care of it'. After the transition symbol, I let them step in.

The most amazing one was lessons from this last patient. Looked just like the friend I almost went to see at work. Also had the same name as someone very close to me. Had problem from too much chemical. Had accident. Over decades and decades of use of this substance. Looked injured, but seemed 'normal'. Not far from my age. But nice. Chemical but nice. Very hard to read the energy. Very quiet.

At induction, right before, I gave a small dose to help 'relax' as I got the monitors on. This one was honest, and said, 'I don't even get a buzz with two', and, 'I can't even sleep with seven'. The drug I had given was not a blip on the 'radar' for them. I assured them they will fall asleep. I put an extra vial of propofol out just in case the one was not enough (top score--one patient took THREE 'sticks' of it to go to sleep once.) I later realized the effect of war on this person, who was five years older than me. Their whole adolescence must have been shattered. On the left arm was a tattoo that even said, 'make love and not war'. It was so sad to see an innocent life affected like this from political conflict.

Once asleep, and everything started, I went into the aura to do energy work.

Archangel Michael stepped in. He said to let him take care of everything. He would close the energy too. He actually cut the evergy 'cords' or 'ties between me and patient'!

I relaxed and gave the anesthesia, enjoying a slower pace case. That is until the surgeon got surprised.

There was no fracture.

We pulled up the films. It was very clear. A totally busted up bone. In three different views.

On the field was a very small crack, nothing like the many pieces all over like in the picture.

There was even some question about if the film was of the right patient. We checked the birthdate. It was the same one.

There was nothing to do. The surgery was cancelled. I woke the patient up.

I think I witnessed a miracle.

This is the second one this week.

The first was a benign tumor. It came out in the perfect shape of a heart. The surgeon and I were amazed at it. We had never seen anything like it. He had been at this for twice as long as I have. I have witnesses thousands of lumps and bumps, and so has he. We took pictures of it. (I would share with you but it is not permissible).

Thank you so much for being here for me.

It feels so good to be able to talk.

Namaste,

Reiki Doc