Gaia News Brief 14.10.2014

The Fisherman

My higher self woke me up this morning. I got up with the alarm at four, but since I am not working this week, she reassured me she wouldn't let me sleep in too late, and I woke up on my own at six a.m.  I hear her very clear, and she is kind, and helpful.  I still don't understand what the connection is between us. The other night, I had a long talk with SaLuSa, who is an incarnation of Archangel Raphael. I asked him, 'How does this work?'. SaLuSa said, 'What do you mean, how does this work? There are a lot of things.'

I wanted to know where Raphael 'stops' and SaLuSa 'begins'.

SaLuSa sent Raphael. So we talked. I asked him, 'Where do you stop and where does SaLuSa begin, since he is your incarnation?'  Raphael, ever the healer, asked me what I think?!!!  I said I think SaLuSa is separate, and I always think of the two as different, him and Raphael, and it's easy to tell the two apart.

Then I showed him a picture that was disturbing me--with concern, my worry that I have about 'where incarnations come from', since I don't really know--I showed Raphael walking along, squatting, having poop and baby incarnations come out, and walking away.

Raphael thought that was funny, but he was kind. It doesn't hurt to have an incarnation, but it is planned very carefully and not done very often. It is not like laying eggs or taking a shit. And the consciousness 'increases' for the both of them, the incarnation and the master soul who gave life to it. It isn't ALL of the master soul, just a part.

Then I got concerned again! I asked, 'Is this like doubling-down in Blackjack?! Is this some type of SOUL GAMBLING?!'

Again, there was the smile and loving reassurance that the answer was no.

So today, on my way in to the hairdresser, I was on the freeway, enjoying my time off. And I thought how I should retire, because I want to do the things I want to do. I have been working since I was twenty-three. There is so much in life to enjoy, and I hardly get time to enjoy it.

Then Ross reminded me of this story--I call it the Mexican Fisherman and the Investment Banker--but Paolo Coelho's post of it is the most readable, so here it is if you would like to see it:  The Story



The Council

After I said my Divine Peace Healing and sent it, I 'sensed' it was time to get called in to be present at council.  These 'invitations' are out of the blue, and not to the same place in most instances.  This time, as I was meditating, I was called UP to a room with ten people in two rows, stadium style, at little counters with their hands folded on the table in front of them. They wore the same color uniform, and looked very much alike--almost human--to the untrained eye they would be the same as us--but to my physician's eye they were just a little 'different'.

Ross was to my left. I asked him quickly if I was dressed appropriately? I looked down at my body, as he gestured me to do, and I had on a flight suit like him. Then I said 'good morning' to the group, and asked how I can be of service to them?

They were the Arcturians. They thanked me for my efforts, and said I had done fine work. I was a little caught off-guard, and blurted out, 'What did I do?!'

They spoke of the awakening efforts for the Light. I asked them what their History was, please? And it was shown to me by the Akashic Records, instantly, and I understood they had helped with their DNA --and they emphasized how we both have Vega DNA in common--for life on Gaia.

I also asked where they are located? I know Arcturus is in Bootes, the Hunter, and they were pleased I knew this fact.

Then they hugged me and congratulated me. One rubbed my back while he hugged. I was overwhelmed by the caring and 'got it together' vibe the Arcturians have! I was deeply touched, and very thankful for this visit.

Then came the advice--enjoy these last days while you are still anonymous--freely shopping and going to the mall.

My friend and star family member in Germany shared she also got a similar message from SaLuSa recently, too, when I mentioned my 'advice' I got from the Arcturians.



My Baby Daddy

He was on a roll today. Texting me with unwanted advice. He is likely one with a 'diagnosis'-- one that matches the ability to 'take care of number one' 24/7, and to see everyone else as 'extensions of him'.

In a way, he was right. Last night I caved in to our son's request for a skeleton and also some modeling sand at the local craft store.

I caved in because I was tired. I had said, 'NO' to a soda--almost making the boy cry because I got one Italian beer with dinner and he felt entitled to a soda...I said NO to a soda, a twelve-dollar bale of hay, a Zombie Warning Zone thing like a road sign, Crayola whistle markers, three five-dollar plastic trees for the project (I let him keep one), a plastic blue and gold macaw that was bigger than his little indian men for the diorama, and also a coral snake that was almost life-size and dwarfed the indian men too.  I bought spanish moss, the little indian men, the tree, twigs, and something else that I forget for the project too.

But I don't 'cave in' to food. Not any more. I am careful in the selection of all his meals, to keep him on his Insulin Resistance Diet. The child didn't lose weight in the three months of 'new lifestyle'. He gained five pounds, but no height. That was with a HUGE spree when we were in Victoria, and also liberal 'desserts' every now and then, because he's a kid--typically ice cream, because the dietician said if he's having dessert, at least ice cream has the milk.  Plus his father's pizza and pasta he feeds him.

I had two HUGE insights:

• I don't have to take this type of treatment any more--ever--these 'texts' that are cruel and ruin my day.
• I don't have to let this ruin my day.

then on top of this, I had two MORE:

• sometimes the worst people who treat us horrible are the ones we should give the love energy the most
• I am DONE with this, and asked Ross for his help.

Ross is amazing. He helps me see perspective. He also teased me and said he is going to send 'that guy' TRIPLETS so he will see what it is like to be overwhelmed, exhausted, and having to spend tons of money over ever little thing with his three adorable kids!

Ross asked me, 'What was the biggest challenge of your day?'

I said, 'My kid's father.'

Ross said, and wanted me to share with you, 'The bigger the challenge, the MORE OPPORTUNITY there is for mastery and growth as a soul.'

So next time someone 'craps in your cornflakes'--remember--this is an Opportunity For Growth PLUS it is OKAY to ask your angels, guides, Twins, and deceased loved ones to 'help you out'.

Din Tai Fung

It finally opened, the award-winning, Five Star Michelin asian restaurant at South Coast Plaza. I went there for lunch. It was a former Mc Donald's. I was very excited to go. I ordered potstickers (5) and bok choy, along with Jasmine Tea. It was very good, but I was homesick for the Chinese place I used to go to in North Side Berkeley. TC Garden, where I learned to eat potstickers. I like being able to mix my own soy, vinegar, and chili oil to dip. 

What I didn't say to anyone at the new place, is that there was lipstick on my teacup, and it was not mine. It must have gone through the washer.  I wiped it off, and was careful to use the other side of the cup.  Everything else was spotless, and I am sure it was a fluke, but it ruined the mystique...

The Puzzle

I finished it. <3

One piece is missing. I found one on the carpet and three under the sofa. But that last one? Oh well.

Ross

I can't help but chuckle at Carla with that puzzle. She REALLY likes those things. I take measurements on her. And for all of her training, all of her life experiences, that three-dollar puzzle from Big Lots gives her more 'bang for the buck' in her personal enjoyment than everything there is, except perhaps, when she is picking produce from her garden and preparing it!

I don't like puzzles. I enjoy BIG things--big thoughts, big vistas, big projects. And the project I have been working on is huge! There is no other way to describe it, but HUGE with a capital H-U-G-E!

(ed--I sense he is in a good mood)

I want to talk to you about what Carla did today with her ex. Not her ex-husband. Her Baby Daddy for the two never married. I had something to do with it in the first place, that those two would meet, that Carla would conceive (she was thirty-nine when she got pregnant which is a near-miracle in itself).

Carla also mentioned to me, earlier, on the way home from her adventure at the mall, that 'Jared being so difficult was the best thing in the world for her to help her to enjoy (me-Ross)'.

So I want you to take out of your pocket, all of the things that make you sad, desolate, unhappy, or disgruntled because they are not 'fair', 'not right' and a lot of other things...I HEAR you when you are thinking about 'what a raw deal you get'. All of us can HEAR it and like the ocean with crashing twenty-foot waves up here the ROAR is DEAFENING!

Not that I want you to quiet it up, but do know in your hearts that all of your thoughts are projected UP into the higher dimensions, and I do not need a microphone to know what's going on in that little head of yours. And I mean YOU--all of us have little heads, and they ARE PRECIOUS!.

As I am about to make my point, and it is the last point that I shall make because I want you to ponder it--why not take a 'different' look at that which grieves and upsets you?

Carla and I would not be as happy if Jared didn't make her run into my open arms! There is no question on her part where 'the love' is, and she feels more free and self-respecting of herself where she drew the line between her and him--at 'what is okay' and 'what isn't' today, then she gave sending love vibes to the general situation a shot. And when that wasn't happening, she dumped it on me.

She knew it was more important for her to keep her VIBRATION and her AURA fast, high, and tight, than to linger on this situation that was unlikely to resolve.

She also 'gave it up' that she no longer wishes to count with glee the DAYS left until their child is eighteen and she will never have to deal with that father again.

She doesn't WANT to be that kind of person. And neither should you.

Enjoy your limits. Invest only enough energy to steer your way through a situation. And drop whatever 'doesn't fit' into our laps--MY lap even! (Laughs a beautiful laugh, big and long and deep--ed)  I can TAKE IT! I can handle it! No job is too large-for when it is I can always call in my brother Nathaniel for the really impossible stuff! (still smiling and laughing--ed--he dusts his hands off one against the other).

That is enough for today. (he leans forward with his hands on his knees, and then waves with his right hand to say good bye to you).

Aloha and Mahalos (ed--he is still cracking up. He says this is one of his favorite blogs posts ever, especially the part about Raphael and the poop I was so worried about.)

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and the beloved and adorable, Reiki Doc, who has a new haircut that is very pretty and I like it very much. <3

Dictation

Today I was in the Doctor's Lounge catching up on some paper work. I had the chance to listen in when two surgeons each dictated the 'official operative report' for the procedures they had just finished.

What struck me was that there was no life or joy in their reporting of their work. They had done it a hundred times, had a spiel, and just were adding in pertinent findings for the medical record.

Dictation is a service where you call in to a special number and record a message that gets typed by a medical transcriber. There are buttons to replay what you dictate, and you can erase and start over if you mess up. It is daunting. When I was a resident in General Surgery, I had to dictate histories and physicals, discharge summaries, and any procedure I did.

I got stage fright.

After a while, its a very interesting thing that happens to a physician--it is almost like channeling or speaking in tongues--you just relax and 'let go' and all of a sudden blurble blurble blurp--you just GO and your mouth does most of your dictation for you without you having to think about it.

See this pale ring around the edge of the iris of the eye? This is arcus senilis (ark-uhs see-nil-us), a change in the eye seen with normal aging.

This morning I saw a blogger--I forget who--had said there was a new blue-green ring around their eye and was it a symptom of Ascension? I figured it was just the arcus senilis, and they like, noticed it or something for the first time.

Today, I looked in the mirror in the car right before I got out to pick up a burrito for my son.

I have it too.

I have hazel eyes, I am used to them changing color. But I have never seen my eyes to anything like this. It's a deep blue green, and very thin, like the outer edge on this pupil, not the next to outer gray ring of arcus senilis.

As I caught up on my paperwork, a Chinese anesthesiologist came and sat at the table. She had just opened her lunch she brought from home, and the recovery room called her. I told her I would watch it for her. She came back. I asked her what it was she had packed for her lunch? It was beans and quinoa. It was cold, and I noticed she ate very fast. She was hungry.

She explained, I never get to know when I will eat so I bring my food from home.

I smiled. She had once been my teacher, when I was a resident. She had just left her old hospital where she was the contract holder under not so great circumstances, and was doing per diem work for vacation coverage now where I am (It's a small world in anesthesia, you never want to burn a bridge.)

I laughed and said I had just had a Spirutein with milk, and a banana, for the same reason. I don't even have time to heat my food from home when I always bring it in!

After she laughed, she confided in me about her old work...when she had the new group take over, they took all of her billing and stole over twenty thousand dollars of her anesthesia compensation from her billing company.

I am in private practice, with fee for service. After I do your anesthesia, I send a billing slip and a copy of the face sheet to my Anesthesia Billing Service each Wednesday. They bill your insurance, and you, for the copayment or deductible.

Well there is always a lag of about three months, between anesthesia provided, and when compensation for anesthesia work.

This new group took three month's of her anesthesia billing for services rendered...and there was nothing she could do. She showed me with her hands in a karate chop movement--they just cut me off and everything after that moment with the billing company now belonged to them!

She also warned that similar 'losses' happen when groups change anesthesia billing companies, and a great deal of money 'is lost'--her old work changed companies every year.

The billing company also had taken over two thousand anesthesia minutes of her work, every month, under the table, and acted like she would never know. But she did. She said she routinely lost about one month's worth of income every year, due to these 'business practices' and yet she was doing the riskiest patients that nobody else ever wanted to do--the sickest ones--every day!

I confessed to her that at my work, too, someone had made up 'units' for services they did not provide, in order to take a bigger share of the 'pie' our group splits every month. I lost about the same amount as she did over two years.

The whistleblowers got fired. There is a big lawsuit. I did a deposition, which was painful. And now I have to pay the person a 'tax'--two percent of my income, even on stipend from the hospital or Medicare cases--in order to pay his 'administrative fees'. There is also a request for everyone to 'pitch in' several thousand dollars a year apiece 'for legal costs for running the group'.

Because this is considered 'business' there is no legal recourse for this type of 'kickback' as far as I know...or she knows... she says it is hard to get used to being without the income she had, even with the amount that was siphoned off...

Text from me to Baby Daddy:
(our boy we co-parent) is super excited about his own bedroom and says he likes (the new girlfriend) best of all you have ever had as friends.  Congratulations to you both. He really hopes she will be possibly his step mom one day too. I'm so very glad you are happy and in a good place with your heart.

Text from Baby Daddy to me:
Thank you for your support, that's funny that he would say that because I've never talked to (him) about that. I guess it says a lot about her. She really is a sweet girl and good with him.

Text from me to Baby Daddy:
It's a blessing for all of us that she is.

Comment from Ross to me about Baby Daddy:
Just wait until he meets me! LOL

On the way home, and before the burrito place, I stopped off at the local Indian market to buy a seasoning packet for making Shepard's Pie, which my boy loves.

I was struck by the young Indian man at the counter's professionalism. He greeted me. He rang up my items asking if I found everything all right? He looked me in the eye. He bagged everything briskly and handed it to me with genuine pride in his work!

I thought to myself, This is what the goal of 3D incarnation must be! To be present and in your spiritual power at all moments (as this man was clearly in his). No wonder why someone at the start of this creation cycle thought it was a good idea!

Lately I have found, as my conscious awareness is raising, that often I think how horrible it is in 3D to have to buy everything, wash everything, prepare everything, fold everything, vacuum and dust...it totally takes away from time spent with loved ones and enjoying interests.

I was really glad I met this man today.

I watch a lot of TV, mother confided as I spoke to her on the way to the burrito shop. There is this ENERGY, and things are HAPPENING and you really need to protect yourself!

I had just shared about my breakthrough in forgiveness with my Baby Daddy, and my text I shared with you. Mom says that the Baby Daddy is not normal, and I should protect myself and our son from 'his thinking'.

Inwardly, I smiled and thought, I have love in my heart! That's the best protection there is!

Then she complained about other family members who 'went out to Arizona' and 'waited on their friends and old neighbors' hand and foot like hired hands, and stayed in a hotel too!

She couldn't understand WHY they would do that when the couple was very well off!

Why didn't they hire movers to help them pack? The husband and wife did nothing and the kids played video games while my sister's family worked and worked in the heat!

In the same breath, I caught that mom said, 'the man's company transferred him to Arizona but their kept their California home, then he got sick, and then he got laid off.'

My family had done a beautiful thing, of genuine lovingkindness for people in 'trouble'...and poor mother didn't understand that 'angle' of love made visible at all...

Mother is a beautiful person with a good heart who happens to be very deep in the Illusion of Duality--me versus you, us versus them, he who dies with the most toys 'wins'--and her habit of 'watching lots of news' is only reinforcing it.

White guy at the burrito store--LOL! He had the energy of this girl in the picture: super excited to have his first job. He shared how his family had always eaten there his whole life, and he was surprised when they were hiring. It was a good fit, and he was filled with hope. He was an excellent worker, too, and my order came out perfectly.

Just for today, I want you to have something to think about. Every vignette is designed to 'push at the edges of that comfort zone' just a little further than they were when you woke up.

It's good for you.

And it's good for all of us to know what's going on in medicine as it is actually practiced today. <3

Here's a chuckle for you--thanks for your attention with this blog post:

Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,

Reiki Doc

Mediumship with my Baby Daddy

Something just happened right now while I was laying out in the back yard. It is important to me personally, and I think it might be useful for you.

My children's father's voice popped in: I'm sorry.

(I will be C and he will be J)

C: ?
J: I am sorry for what I did to you.

(He left me during a pregnancy massage he was giving me at my home. I was four months along with terrible back pain. I laughed and shared with him how I was seeing angels, and they were telling me everything is going to be okay. He walked out the door. He is a massage therapist. He sees auras, and is psychic like me.)

C: ?!? Why are you talking to me like this? Why now?
J: (long pause) I..I treat my dog better than I treated you.
C: (silence)
J: I should have stuck around to see what a nice person you were. And how you needed a friend. What you do for our children is amazing. I was too wrapped up in my own issues to see I could have been a part of that. It is something I regret every single day.
C: (silence)
J: What would you have done if you saw me again, the first time, knowing what you know now?
C: I was not interested in you, personally. It was the past life that we had shared. I was interested in THEN. I thought it would carry over into this life. You can't go back like that. I was wrong. And I am sorry. I would have walked away.
J: You would have walked away? And been alone? And never had children? 
C: I probably would have had a relationship with someone else. I was dating others at the time before we got serious. But it probably would not have been the same. I adore our kids. And I wouldn't change what happened. I don't mind co-parenting with you. (long pause) I forgive you. I want you to go on with your life, with your spiritual development.
J: You would never go back?
C: No. Not with what I know now. Then was then (past life). Now is now.

(He went away).

How do I know this is mediumship? How do I know this is not my thinking? How can I have mediumship with someone who is alive?

This type of conversation is the kind I have with entities in Psychic Development Circle. I get impressions, but other people get them too, at the same time. We see the same thing, basically. When I was in Victoria, seeing ghosts, my oldest son was seeing them too. Slightly different, not the same image or words exactly, but very close. And what we picked up matched the stories the Ghostly Walks tour guides said, word for word, after the fact.

We have our Higher Selves. It is what I talk to with my patients when I am giving Reiki to them in the O.R. during their surgery. 'I am done. Tired. I want to die.' they say to me. And I talk to them, in this place where the information is, and words through the mind work just fine.  We pay each other visits. Just like when a relative comes to you in your dreams, someone who is deceased. But it felt REAL. It's that kind of thing.

Do not be afraid when you are Spiritually 'Buff' and things like this come to you. Always keep the physical separate from the other place of Spirit. The physical person whose oversoul has come to talk to you will never remember it, or recall the interaction. It is real. It is for the Highest Good for both of you.

I have a hunch that many of us are going to be 'working things out' in one way or another in the next three months. Just go with it. It is what it is. And it's all good!

Namaste,

Reiki Doc