This morning I woke up at five o'clock in the OB Anesthesia Call Room. I had slept all night. I had wondered why they called the CAT team to the OR earlier. I thought of a CT Scan team, not the Emergency Response Team, at the middle of the night.
I set the alarm for ninety minutes. A full other sleep cycle. But at six fifteen, I was called emergently to a woman in labor who was going fast. Because of change of shift, I had to put away my iPad and Pillow, find my phone and wallet, stethoscope, pen, badge, and void first. I took the elevator up. Once at the room with my cart, it was too late. Back down.
Still in the moment, the new anesthesiologist came. We talked. I found out a lot more from this one, who is joining the group, about the politics in my group than I did being in it! Instead of being surprised, I stayed in the moment, and took the opportunity to inform myself of what was up. After, I ate my breakfast.
On the way to my parent's house, which is the opposite direction from the hospital to my house, I called ahead to ask if they would like some breakfast. My son enjoys McDonald's egg sausage biscuit and hash browns. No one picked up the phone. So I came over. Ever still in the moment, I found out my parents were not near the phone, and my son, on the computer, didn't bother to pick up. 'I'm sorry you made that choice,' I said to him, knowing that he heard my voice. 'I am not turning around and going back to Mc Donalds right now. We are going to have fresh strawberries I brought home with me first.'. So together we ate a whole carton of fresh organic strawberries.
When it was time to go to Mc Donald's, I could not stomach their coffee. I know I should drink 'the right tea' but I still enjoy my morning cup of coffee. The headache was coming on. For the first time in my life, I went across the street to the Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf. I bought a cappuccino, in a big cup. A little machine caught my eye. It was a single-serve espresso machine, with beautiful design. A man saw my quizzical expression, wondering what it was and if it was any good. He made me a cup. It was quick and cute, and very much like the machines they have in France. I have not been amazed by anything new for a long time! Next month they have forty dollars off for one week. I think I just might wait for that event!
Back at my parent's, we ate. And mom was ready to 'give me the tour'. We are a plant family, with much more care to the garden than most. I saw amazing flowers, taking lots of pictures, and got to take seeds. I also made a bouquet of seafoam and sweet peas. Mom didn't want me to go home, And my son wanted to spend the day with his cousin. It took a lot of diplomacy and tact to get myself and my boy out of there in time for his baseball practice at noon. We almost didn't make it. He had to change in the car. My blood pressure did not go up. I lived in the moment, leaving all expectation at the door.
What is my point?
Where you are is the one thing that always stays the same. You and your attitude. Everything else, all the situations, flows around you,, and you get to pick and choose your reaction to all of it.
Staying in the moment makes your communication better. It helps you reach deep inside, during that pause before you think how to react, and to know what you want and how you truly feel. Sometimes, like my son, you have to push a little. But for most situations, a simple explanation will suffice.
'Be Honest!' the director of the first preschool my son was ever at once told me, as I got all flustered over how to deal with the father of our son. We were in court then, and I was pushed to my limit. He has a temper, and I didn't want to set it off. I think she helped me more than the school ever helped our boy! I miss that school very much.
Be honest and direct in your dealings with others. It will take you far and keep you in the present time.
One day, that is all that will remain: NOW. Time is going away.
You heard me right. Time, if you haven't noticed, has been speeding up. And once it hits a critical state, it will cease to exist. Everything will be one great big moment NOW. How that will spell out is a mystery to me. Will our watches stop? Will planes get stuck in the sky? What if you are sitting on the toilet? Making love would not be so bad, I guess...but either way, our usual way of life is going to have significant differences from how we are used to it.
I was in a big crowd most of the afternoon. As I looked, the sheer number of people who are going to 'wake up' astonishes me. Each and every one of us that reads this, is going to have an effect on a number of people around us who are going to be confused by all the changes in their environment.
Someone has to explain them! There is a very good chance that if you are on this page, that when the time is ripe, that someone shall be you.
Live in the Moment. Just like I described in my day from waking up to the ball park. Then and only then will you have the strength of wit and soul to guide others on their Path. Reiki Doc is counting on you.
Namaste,
Reiki Doc
Showing posts with label ascension diet. Show all posts
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Sunday, April 22, 2012
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Reiki at the Steakhouse
'Last night when I came home, my boy wanted 'a steak'. I invited his sitter and her son to accompany us to our local steak restaurant. It was rush hour, and we needed to wait over half an hour to get seated. I held the 'pager', a big square piece of plastic that buzzes and flashes when the hostess is ready to seat you.
As we sat on a small bench in the entryway, I noticed several things that are worth discussing today.
First and foremost, we do not go very often. We go every other month to keep my iron stores up. We always order the smallest piece of meat, with the same side dishes, and potato. From his dad, my son developed a taste for red meat. His friend, who also is from a split home, said proudly, 'I am a CARNIVORE!' and bragged that he does not like to eat his vegetables. My son enjoys his carrots, and when asked will take a 'taste bite' of just about anything else that I serve. (We have the organic produce box delivered to our door every two weeks, so now we get quite a mix of produce in our diets.)
'I am a CARNIVORE!' What kind of assertion is that? My mother is like that, too. She basically lives on cheese, bread, and hamburgers. Every once in a while she says, 'I need some RED MEAT!'. I wonder if that is a conditioned response to advertising ('Beef. It's what's for DINNER!') or a genuine physical need? I think with the boys, the men teach them a sort of 'bonding' over enjoying a steak together. I am not sure if it is an attitude that is passed down from father to son, or a vestige of our cave-dwelling past that is in our gene code.
I remember being served my first piece of meat as a child, at three or four. "What is THIS?!?' I recoiled, thinking it was horrible and barbaric. I didn't know the food was from dying flesh, technically, but I felt the vibration from it. With my parents being 'pro-meat', I was expected to eat it. I had to force myself to learn, and I didn't really like it much until I was a teen and my body was growing rapidly. With enlightenment on the agenda for me now, I try to eat as little of it as possible, and only organic, free range when I do. Eggs are almost none-existent in my diet now. Those took me over ten years to eat, I never really enjoy them, and I have to put a lot of stuff on them like tabasco in order to make them go down. My boy was the egg lover, eats them plain, not even with pepper or salt. But I have gotten him away from that.
So here I am, almost vegetarian, at the lobby of a steakhouse with my three guests. Both of the boys immediately got out their electronic devices. The friend had a PSP, which I had never seen before. And mine had an iPod Touch. There was no talking to these boys. They used them at the table until the food arrived and we mothers asked them to put them away.
Our children are addicted to video games. It is a right of passage for the boys. If you look at the games, they involve two things, speed and destruction, most of the time. Somebody somewhere has decided to start mind control through electronics on our youth. Mine won't read unless I force him, gets 'bored' all the time at home when he is not on a game, and never even thinks to play with his toys unless I threaten to throw them out. I think the developing male ego has been kidnapped by the electronic device, and the love for nature that naturally develops from playing outside with friends has been threatened. What is a mom to do? I need time to do housework, and I let him watch a movie or play a game. I don't have the energy to fight that battle with him, when I am working full time and raising a kid alone. He likes it, and for discipline I can 'take it away'. He is too old for 'time outs' and almost as big as me. Sadly, I perpetuate it too. Like the meat.
My son really likes the meat. And so do a lot of people. The restaurant was PACKED. But who was coming in? Not the young people. It was the fifty and up crowd at five-thirty p.m. And you know what?Just about every one of them was an 'apple' physique--central obesity. The customers were coming in with expressionless faces, barely talking to each other, two by two like on the Ark through that front door. And I thought, 'there go my patients'. Diabetic, hypertensive, with the prostate starting to act up. They have been fed this great lie that meat is good for you, bought it hook, line and sinker, and have ruined the health of their bodies for they do not eat meat in moderation. You can tell these people eat meat every night, and have done so for years. Another marketing win, on the same level as that of the video games for our children.
So why do I even bother to go? Because of the manager. He has a heart of gold, and has no clue about the meat industry and enlightenment...yet his business is a bustling 'harbor' for a lot of good.
All of the employees are 'nice kids he has known as they were growing up, or the younger brothers and sisters of them.' He has taught them that the business is 'theirs' and that every outcome is a reflection on their efforts. I learned this because I noticed both times that the servers were excellent, and stopped to ask him how come they were so good here, and not just one but all of them?
There also are plaques of all the community support the business has done over the years. Sports teams for youth. The Lions Club. And awards from Zagat and other business clubs in the area. Through this philanthropy, as well as the source of employment, this manager has taken a chain steakhouse and made it a shining Light in a very dark economy. We have grown to love the place, and support it when we can, but not so often as to lose the 'special event' magic of our trips there.
Dietary choices are as private as religious ones. Try to respect them. Everyone has their choice as appropriate to their level of spiritual development. If you are advanced, and on the vegetarian or organic or raw dietary track, stay that way. Stick with what keeps your vibration UP. And by that vibration, you will affect others, and have a positive influence on their vibration, so that in the future, they may reconsider their choices and elect to distance themselves from cruelty to animals.
My sitter is an pentecostal christian. She believes that tarot cards and ouija boards are from the devil. She has 'spiritual meetings' with 'evangelical christians' in the day, at luncheons, and gets to spend time in the 'prophecy room' where 'Spirit' talks through a 'Prophet'. And many of these metaphysical experiences are accurate predictions and assessments of her mental state. She acknowledges I am Catholic, and although I have had her watch my boy when I go to take my psychic development classes at night, I have called them, 'my night with my girlfriends' instead of being open about what exactly they are. What I have found is that both of us are aware of the metaphysical, but in different contexts. And the Christian misconception of traditional metaphysical pursuits (for example, voodoo or the Tarot) is very condemning. I do not know how they are going to take it when we all 'wake up' when the 'veil is lifted'. As a former very strong Catholic myself, I gradually discovered that like the 'meat' and the 'entertainment' industries, religions paint a picture that is not quite the healthiest for you.
Instead of 'going straight to Source' they want the believer to 'go be together with others to a place where someone can help you worship' with them. It's not bad, in that context. But there could be more, so much more. And soon, everyone is going to be made aware enough of it to have a choice to move on up to the fifth dimension or to remain in dense three D.
The news I have been getting on my alternate sources of information has been astounding. Photos of aircraft. Going aboard ship. Excellent philosophical quotes and advice. Things are moving at a very fast pace towards what I described in the paragraph above. When your choices become more clear to you, as a Reiki Doc and friend, I ask you, not to concern yourself about others and where they are. Everyone is PERFECT in their current state of development. Focus on YOURSELF. It is then, and only then, that your vibration and open heart have an opportunity to awaken those around you, and give them the best chance possible to help themselves UP. Everyone deserves a chance on the fifth dimension. It is a party that EVERYONE is going to want to experience!
Namaste,
Reiki Doc
As we sat on a small bench in the entryway, I noticed several things that are worth discussing today.
First and foremost, we do not go very often. We go every other month to keep my iron stores up. We always order the smallest piece of meat, with the same side dishes, and potato. From his dad, my son developed a taste for red meat. His friend, who also is from a split home, said proudly, 'I am a CARNIVORE!' and bragged that he does not like to eat his vegetables. My son enjoys his carrots, and when asked will take a 'taste bite' of just about anything else that I serve. (We have the organic produce box delivered to our door every two weeks, so now we get quite a mix of produce in our diets.)
'I am a CARNIVORE!' What kind of assertion is that? My mother is like that, too. She basically lives on cheese, bread, and hamburgers. Every once in a while she says, 'I need some RED MEAT!'. I wonder if that is a conditioned response to advertising ('Beef. It's what's for DINNER!') or a genuine physical need? I think with the boys, the men teach them a sort of 'bonding' over enjoying a steak together. I am not sure if it is an attitude that is passed down from father to son, or a vestige of our cave-dwelling past that is in our gene code.
I remember being served my first piece of meat as a child, at three or four. "What is THIS?!?' I recoiled, thinking it was horrible and barbaric. I didn't know the food was from dying flesh, technically, but I felt the vibration from it. With my parents being 'pro-meat', I was expected to eat it. I had to force myself to learn, and I didn't really like it much until I was a teen and my body was growing rapidly. With enlightenment on the agenda for me now, I try to eat as little of it as possible, and only organic, free range when I do. Eggs are almost none-existent in my diet now. Those took me over ten years to eat, I never really enjoy them, and I have to put a lot of stuff on them like tabasco in order to make them go down. My boy was the egg lover, eats them plain, not even with pepper or salt. But I have gotten him away from that.
So here I am, almost vegetarian, at the lobby of a steakhouse with my three guests. Both of the boys immediately got out their electronic devices. The friend had a PSP, which I had never seen before. And mine had an iPod Touch. There was no talking to these boys. They used them at the table until the food arrived and we mothers asked them to put them away.
Our children are addicted to video games. It is a right of passage for the boys. If you look at the games, they involve two things, speed and destruction, most of the time. Somebody somewhere has decided to start mind control through electronics on our youth. Mine won't read unless I force him, gets 'bored' all the time at home when he is not on a game, and never even thinks to play with his toys unless I threaten to throw them out. I think the developing male ego has been kidnapped by the electronic device, and the love for nature that naturally develops from playing outside with friends has been threatened. What is a mom to do? I need time to do housework, and I let him watch a movie or play a game. I don't have the energy to fight that battle with him, when I am working full time and raising a kid alone. He likes it, and for discipline I can 'take it away'. He is too old for 'time outs' and almost as big as me. Sadly, I perpetuate it too. Like the meat.
My son really likes the meat. And so do a lot of people. The restaurant was PACKED. But who was coming in? Not the young people. It was the fifty and up crowd at five-thirty p.m. And you know what?Just about every one of them was an 'apple' physique--central obesity. The customers were coming in with expressionless faces, barely talking to each other, two by two like on the Ark through that front door. And I thought, 'there go my patients'. Diabetic, hypertensive, with the prostate starting to act up. They have been fed this great lie that meat is good for you, bought it hook, line and sinker, and have ruined the health of their bodies for they do not eat meat in moderation. You can tell these people eat meat every night, and have done so for years. Another marketing win, on the same level as that of the video games for our children.
So why do I even bother to go? Because of the manager. He has a heart of gold, and has no clue about the meat industry and enlightenment...yet his business is a bustling 'harbor' for a lot of good.
All of the employees are 'nice kids he has known as they were growing up, or the younger brothers and sisters of them.' He has taught them that the business is 'theirs' and that every outcome is a reflection on their efforts. I learned this because I noticed both times that the servers were excellent, and stopped to ask him how come they were so good here, and not just one but all of them?
There also are plaques of all the community support the business has done over the years. Sports teams for youth. The Lions Club. And awards from Zagat and other business clubs in the area. Through this philanthropy, as well as the source of employment, this manager has taken a chain steakhouse and made it a shining Light in a very dark economy. We have grown to love the place, and support it when we can, but not so often as to lose the 'special event' magic of our trips there.
Dietary choices are as private as religious ones. Try to respect them. Everyone has their choice as appropriate to their level of spiritual development. If you are advanced, and on the vegetarian or organic or raw dietary track, stay that way. Stick with what keeps your vibration UP. And by that vibration, you will affect others, and have a positive influence on their vibration, so that in the future, they may reconsider their choices and elect to distance themselves from cruelty to animals.
My sitter is an pentecostal christian. She believes that tarot cards and ouija boards are from the devil. She has 'spiritual meetings' with 'evangelical christians' in the day, at luncheons, and gets to spend time in the 'prophecy room' where 'Spirit' talks through a 'Prophet'. And many of these metaphysical experiences are accurate predictions and assessments of her mental state. She acknowledges I am Catholic, and although I have had her watch my boy when I go to take my psychic development classes at night, I have called them, 'my night with my girlfriends' instead of being open about what exactly they are. What I have found is that both of us are aware of the metaphysical, but in different contexts. And the Christian misconception of traditional metaphysical pursuits (for example, voodoo or the Tarot) is very condemning. I do not know how they are going to take it when we all 'wake up' when the 'veil is lifted'. As a former very strong Catholic myself, I gradually discovered that like the 'meat' and the 'entertainment' industries, religions paint a picture that is not quite the healthiest for you.
Instead of 'going straight to Source' they want the believer to 'go be together with others to a place where someone can help you worship' with them. It's not bad, in that context. But there could be more, so much more. And soon, everyone is going to be made aware enough of it to have a choice to move on up to the fifth dimension or to remain in dense three D.
The news I have been getting on my alternate sources of information has been astounding. Photos of aircraft. Going aboard ship. Excellent philosophical quotes and advice. Things are moving at a very fast pace towards what I described in the paragraph above. When your choices become more clear to you, as a Reiki Doc and friend, I ask you, not to concern yourself about others and where they are. Everyone is PERFECT in their current state of development. Focus on YOURSELF. It is then, and only then, that your vibration and open heart have an opportunity to awaken those around you, and give them the best chance possible to help themselves UP. Everyone deserves a chance on the fifth dimension. It is a party that EVERYONE is going to want to experience!
Namaste,
Reiki Doc
Friday, February 3, 2012
Salad for Breakfast
Five cooked beets. Tofu. Sliced water chestnuts. Oil and vinegar. Slices of pickled yellow hot pepper. Organic romaine lettuce from home. Topped with $2.50 a can leftover whole kernel corn (organic, non GMO--almost all corn is GMO, that is why it costs so much).
That was my breakfast for today. Followed by a small strawberry Yoplait yogurt, with real sugar.
And a double Keurig cup serving of Paul Newman Organic coffee in my mug. That is what I had today at work before I came home.
Why am I sharing this? There was a time when anything other than cereal or pancakes or other breakfast food would have been UNTHINKABLE. For sure, when I am in Vegas or Hawaii and there is an asian breakfast option I'd take it. But other than that, it was morning food as a rule for me.
I read the book, 'Skinny Bitch', a pro-vegan movement publication. I tried to satisfy myself with just fruit for breakfast like they recommend. Sometimes it works. But as a mother with a son who likes pancake wrapped sausage on a stick from the microwave, it was hard to find something that worked for both of us.
Today is a step towards ascension. I break all attachment to my expectation of what breakfast ought to be. I make a hybrid salad, some from the salad bar at the cafeteria, and some from home that is organic. It was leftover from last night. The oil and vinegar would have leaked out the box on the way home. So I ate it.
I FEEL TERRIFIC! No sugar spike or rush for me.
Everything is new. As we ascend, our body will begin to have different requirements. Part of the increase in vibration. When we take Karuna Reiki (TM) it is common for people to start making healthy changes in their lives, instinctively. For me, a change was noticing how I felt after the two chile rellenos I ate at lunch. I didn't enjoy it as much. Couldn't finish it. And after I burped it up through early evening, I knew, 'that's it. No more chile rellenos at work for me.'
The changes that are taking place are all around us. You may notice you are uncomfortable with things that used to be okay with you before. This is what is expected. Your compatibility with activities and ingesting things that are of the lower vibration are not going to feel as welcome to your body as before. And that is a good sign that everything will happen at the right pace. Try your best to welcome it. And rest. Drink lots of fluids. Get some sun without any artificial sun creams to block out the UV light. Only ten or fifteen minutes is enough. It will spark your energy system, your auras (there are many layers, more than one that surround you) and your chakras will clear of any imbalances if any that are present.
There is a Facebook Friend of mine, Mystic Hopi Pleadean Fairy, who keeps making statements about the diet that is acidic and its link to cancer. Try to tune in on 'what resonates' with you when you encounter information like that. As an Intuitive Physician, I grin. They are so off-base and inappropriate it is humorous! Cancer originates from imbalance in the energetic system. In Thought. It might be attached to your DNA from your ancestors. But once the imbalance proceeds to the physical, it is shouting a message to you to correct what is 'wrong' in your life: an energetic disruption. Any medicine and treatment to this effect, to cure what is wrong in both the physical and the Mind/energy/Spirit are of effect that is beneficial to the sufferer of this fate. By the way, making statements like MHP Fairy's on the internet makes one at risk of practicing medicine without a license, that is, giving medical advice without specific training to do so.
A baby was born with amazing Spirit yesterday. One with really open eyes and full awareness of the mother. It was very intense. Another Spirit who incarnated to assist on the Ascension. There are lots of books and video clips about such Old Souls. They are of many names, Indigo Children, Starseeds, Rainbow Children, Crystal Children, and the like. You might want to learn about them. There are excellent books by Doreen Virtue on this. They need our support to make it to adulthood unscathed by the status-quo. They are here to change it. For example, my boy is a Crystal Child. Amazing eyes, with super long lashes, and very wise. He has faith in UFO's, sees past lives and remembers them, and can heal. One morning I woke up with stomach pain that was so painful I could not get out of bed. I asked him to please give me Reiki. He laid his hands on my abdomen, and in under five minutes, I got up and was able to make both of us breakfast. I see them, every day, the new ones, coming to Earth as they are born at the hospital. Cherish them. And help them find themselves enough to lead the way.
A wonderful era is just starting...
Namaste,
Reiki Doc
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