Paranormal Activity Today With Reiki Doc

Everybody assumes that all souls find their way Home. That is not how it happens. Every soul that goes to The Other Side is escorted by an angelic guide or an Ascended Master. 

In cases of Very Low Vibration, a soul rejects the guide and does not advance toward the light.

I met one such soul today. She was a spirit who approached me while I was meditating. It was at the waiting room for the counselor. My son is having problems with his weight and bullying. So he was in with the counselor for his first visit, and I was waiting in the waiting room for the first time myself.

Spirit:     Why are you here? Are you here for me?

Me:   I am here for my son. (I sensed she was a female, a suicide, someone who had been a client of one of the psychologists who shared the suite. She was extremely traumatized, and also, capable of rage.)

Spirit:    Why are you here for your son?

Me:     Does it matter? Why are you here? (I said this while maintaining my pleasant attitude and calm).

Spirit:   I was hoping you could help.

Me:    If you would like me to, I could. I also work with him. (Ross came in)

Spirit:  (she saw him and shrieked and went back to the corner, in fetal position. I picked up that people had hurt her and somehow twisted it to say it was to done with him, when in fact, it wasn't. I asked him to go. I showed her Blessed Mother, and asked, is she okay? The spirit nodded yes.)

Me:    You look as if you could use a cup of tea. Would you like me to make you one? I poured tea for both of us. As we sipped, I also confided to her that in our day, Ross had hurt me once terribly, and I had spent lifetime after lifetime running away from him. He had done his time, we had both grown, and now we are together again. People can get better and improve when they are on the other side. Often they are sorry for the things they did that hurt us. I showed her the golden copy of the Akhashic record of her father, who was the one who had hurt her. )

The spirit of the father, anxious to 'make right' came in a little early. She did not accept or even listen to his apology. She started shrieking like crazy and slapping him. I gestured for him that he had to go.

I calmed her down, with more tea. And cookies.

Gently, I asked her, 'where would you like to be besides here?'

Spirit:    On a horse! I could do anything when I was on a horse!

Me:     Would you like to go to a place where you could ride forever?

Spirit:    Yes! (and as the horse was brought in, she sensed a trick, and returned to full fetal position in the corner.)

Me:   (I sensed what were her favorite sweets. I gave her some, which she took, greedily. She was hungry for them. I left a little one at a time, in a little trail, to bring her closer to the Light. I gave her a cupcake and she shoved the whole thing into her mouth, getting her far enough in range--for the angels to help her.)

The angels worked swiftly, silently, and with skill. Before she realized it, they had her and were escorting her to the Light. I followed and explained how important it was for her to be given sweets. They nodded in understanding and went further to the Light, further than I am permitted to go.

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There are some really complex souls out there. The situations are at risk for the soul (like this one who was refusing to go to the light out of fear and traumatization), and in the case of parasitic energy attachment (Negative Entities and Dark Entities), for the attached souls too. There is great risk for the one who does the removals.

It is not to be taken lightly.

About once every two months, people ask me about removals, and attachments.

I always recommend the same--for parasites--www.margaretmccormick.com and for implant removal, Alexandra and Reverend Pamela at this website: http://galacticconnection.com/guardian-healers-alliance/want-clear-controlling-matrix-implants/

However, most prefer to remove the entities themselves, or to have a friend do it.

Have caution.

People can get hurt--in a spiritual sense.

When the attachment/parasite comes off, it lacks an energy source. It has only a short time to attach to another vulnerable aura/person. If it can't, the soul DIES. It does not go to the Light. It does not become a ghost (ghosts are a different story altogether. These souls do not know they are dead! I don't know where the energy comes from but for them it does.) It is not escorted to the Galactic Central Sun (which is another form of soul death, but one that is when the soul is not capable of rehabilitation, and is the Creator's last option.)

In my experience with this sort of situation, it is always the same:  the soul comes to me, I have my team always with me in Spirit, and with close guidance from my team, I interact.

It is not of a choice of someone--or myself--to remove anything. It just happens. And I am super, duper careful the whole time, and back off whenever anything weird comes up.

So there you have it.

My sister went to Bali for a Yoga Teacher course. She met many people who were 'open', and even the villagers believed in good and bad spirits, and offered food to keep all the spirits happy three times a day. One of her classmates had said, 'My life is ghostbusters--my spiritual life--I see ghostbusters every single day.'

It's fascinating, yes.

But for some people like us, it's normal too.




Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,


Reiki Doc

My OR Family And The Yellow Rose Of Texas

Walk with me.

I don't want to be alone.

Let's talk.

The first thing I did today, was go to a meeting about an electronic anesthesia record. Our team is very close. I represent one of the hospitals in the organization on this team.

My intuition is strong.

It perked up with this one woman with long black hair in the back of the room. Her energy I had never experienced before. I didn't 'see' her, I felt her commanding presence.

It turns out she was the owner of the company that makes the electronic medical records--and is listed in something like Forbes or whatever. Her net worth is possibly in the billions. To be that successful, there is little doubt what team they are aligned with, although in her case I am not absolutely certain.

One of my friends had a father who was in the postal service. He was told if he wanted to be promoted up to higher positions, he needed to join Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart. He joined, his wife joined the women's organization, and the friend in the child's one. It creeped her out. And they could not see the fun in the many fundraisers. When the 'non-profit' wanted to keep some of the money at the end of the year in the bank, which is 'not kosher', the family quit, and his career stalled, but they were able to live happily enough as a family without the influence of Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart.

After the meeting, where there were plenty of delicious vegetarian options, and hugs all around before it was time for our team of anesthesiologists to disband until the next meeting, I went back to my O.R.

I did my cases, and finished at six. I was thinking about possibly going out to a restaurant, when someone said, 'There's pizza in the nurses' lounge. Go have some. It's Ana's birthday.'

Ana is a cleaning lady. And p.m. shift sure knows how to throw a party. We had pizza. I had one slice of cheese pizza. The room was packed and everyone was laughing and enjoying each other.

Ana cut her cake, and I told Shawn, the RN who is so white I decided to teach him Italian--that Italian tradition lets you make a wish when you first cut the cake. So besides the candles, you get one more wish. He liked that.

The charge nurse said that for one OR birthday--where three were being celebrated at once--they even brought in the chocolate fountain. I remembered that with a smile! Filipina RN's sure know how to have fun! I teased her and said, 'next time we bring the karaoke'. She laughed and says she has it at her house, and it's wireless, and her little toddler loves it and knows how to make it work!

When we went to Mama Flor's retirement party, someone had an app on their cell phone that lets them do this--we put the cell phone on the ground, make a circle, and it takes the picture.

That is how close we are, all of us, in wanting our patients to get well. We are Healers, all of us, and as the Vibrations increase all over Gaia, our group is really starting to strengthen in our efforts and our Joy is palpable...the time flies...really it does.

One of my readers, whose name I won't mention, is like this.

When I was starting out as a blogger and on Facebook and Twitter, no matter what I did, on her iPhone she sent me roses.

It gave me so much support.

Her belief in me when I wasn't so sure of myself as a Healer on the Internet meant so much.

Every Rose I got whispered to something deep inside, 'Go on! God is with you! Go ON!'

I call her my Yellow Rose of Texas because she is like one of the precious few ones from there.

Recently, for about two weeks, I have been thinking of her, wondering where she has been, why she hasn't been on Facebook...

I have been having her on my mind, thinking about Texas and all the healers out there she knew, my team...

Then my last patient today was FROM Texas, visiting her sister. And I sent healing out to all the state of Texas through her. My hearings these days are BIG, very big, and it just takes one to heal timelines and everything.

So my work, my need for my friend, as a fellow healer, was sidestepped, by doing this what I did today--sort of a Plan B because Plan A was nowhere I knew.

Then today, in recovery room after I finished the Texas patient, I got a message from my Yellow Rose friend. It was a beautifully worded, kind and loving, goodbye letter from her to me.

Her angels are telling her 'she's done' and 'she's going home soon'.

She was so sweet she even cleaned the house in her last time left, because she wanted to make it easier on her husband. Although I'd like to know the medical things--diagnosis, treatment, etc--I know once you start dreaming of your deceased parents or angels tell you stuff like this, that's it.

And I was devastated.

As much as I wanted to doubt what she had to say, I knew it was true: I always start thinking of people a LOT with an urgency to contact them right before they transition!

It's this thing I do, without even knowing at the time I am doing it, but being 'sensitive' in this way makes me like an indicator of impending death.

And I don't like it.

I did what I could, and I sent Reiki to her. I sent everything I had in my Reiki toolbox, including the Transition Symbol. And for the first time, ever, when I gave Reiki I cried.

Soon she will feel like this.

I should be happy. But with my tears I went to Ross, and asked for him to make sure she doesn't suffer. He assured me she would not.

Then for the first time ever, Father-God came to me. (I usually go to Him in his office.) And he wanted to know everything I was feeling:

• a feeling like I didn't have enough time with her
• a feeling of gratitude for her being my cheerleader when I needed it most
• being glad and sad I had a 'spiritual sister' who was so close
• a feeling of disillusionment over this silly thing we call 'life' where people are coming and going like flights at a busy airport--it doesn't make any sense--I hate to say goodbye
• embarrassment that even though she said 'I will come visit you' and knowing I am a medium, I was crying because I could never, ever give her a hug except in spirit now
• And I really, really, really wanted to give her two dozen red roses in person, but I can't.

It's like back to square one for me. I started all this by helping people to cross to the light way back when I was starting medical school. I helped my grandfather and next my ex-husband's best friend who was dying of AIDS.

Ross asked me if I wanted to be there for her to help her to cross?

I said yes. I wanted to do it just like I did for my Nana Angelina.

He said they would arrange it so that it would be possible.

When my father was dying, I whispered into his ear, 'Daddy, don't worry. I can come and see you any time you want. I can do that. I can see Heaven.'

Although he hadn't moved for hours, right after I said that, he lifted his head off the pillow, scanned the room from left to right, and blinked his eyes very prominently.

He just did it once.

Later, when the chaplain anointed him, I SAW! I saw exactly what he'd been seeing, and trying to let me know--whiter than white walls with the gates of Heaven, with two armed angels with long spears at either side of the gate. It opened like a drawbridge, towards us, and down. And I saw all the light, all the glory, and I saw Dad go up. The angels took him, one on either side. I think we waved goodbye...

In summary--

• sometimes being who I am is fun and the fun is contagious, like at my work
• sometimes being who I am is a little mysterious--like on the signals I get before someone is ready to cross
• sometimes being who I am is just like not being this way at all--I still mourn loss
• sometimes when I weep, at the same time I realize it is because of how much I am able to love
• sometimes being who I call The Yellow Rose Of Texas.

To you, my sweet friend, let us say, as one of my patient's family tradition goes-to avoid saying 'goodbye'--instead they say this, and I rather like it: see you next Thursday.

('Thursday' is their euphemism, for goodbye, and it hurts a whole lot less to say it...the goodbye is 'implied'.)

We have a date.

I will be there for you.

Thank you so very much from my heart for all the times you were there for me when I needed you most. Your lovingkindness did so very much to support me in my early growth...I owe so much to you for this...I am eternally grateful for your beautiful service to the Light, and to the Resistance.

Sleep well.

Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Helping A Friend To Go To The Light

For some reason, I help people to cross to the Light. I have been doing this without any formal training since 1992, when I first helped my grandfather, Nannu Filippo, to cross. I was praying as we drove back home from medical school. I 'found' his spirit, and it was angry and upset that he had died suddenly, so much so that it was hard to get his attention. I offered him a daisy, and then he took my hand. I walked with him to Blessed Mother, and put his hand in hers, and that was it.

There was confirmation then and ever since, as well as lots of practice in Psychic Development Circle with student psychics, mediums, and healers while I was in 'training' to become a better Reiki Doc. : )

Yesterday was a group meditation across the globe, by friends of this person who had recently died. Well, for me she was 'okay', an acquaintance, but I wanted to help as best as I could.

I had actually 'seen' her immediately after her death, and confronted her on a concern I'd had. She agreed that my concern had been correct, and 'disappeared'.

In meditation, I 'connected' with the members of the group. It is possible to do this, energetically. (I have done the same to open Portals with Sarah in UK, and Jacqui in Australia, all meditating at the same time.) It's just like in Psychic Development Circle, you 'let go' and 'see' what the others are 'seeing', all at the same time, after you have built a protective energy 'bubble' and asked the Archangels for protection for the group to do this work.

The leader, who was not me, started talking and also I saw him form a golden grid of energy over the group. In preparation, just minutes before, I had opened my Goddess Energies for better 'communication' with this Spirit Work.

Then I saw her.

She came to me. We both knew what I was there to do.

She was ready.

I asked her, 'do you have anything to say?' No, she didn't.

I asked her, 'do you have anything to say to the group who is meditating for you right now to help you cross?' She said she thanks them for 'giving her a cause to believe in' and 'for giving her the opportunity to feel like she was making a difference'. I could tell that she meant it.

I told her, 'you know after this you can always come back to visit?' She nodded in agreement, and took my right hand.

We began walking, and all of a sudden there popped up this enormous white tunnel. It was the size and shape of one of those Ice Cavern Tunnels on the Universal Studios Tour, but brighter, longer, was angled on an incline up,  and had a loud sound to it, an energy sound like a waterfall. It was not cold or warm, just nice and pleasant. There was no wind.

She leaned in to me, and was very excited, and thrilled, thinking, 'Isn't this so cool?' and I felt her think to herself, 'This is MY chance to go to the Light and I am TAKING it!!!'

I leaned back in, shoulders touching and arms holding, and we chatted like two schoolgirls as we walked the length of the tunnel.

What happened next still surprises me--I saw Blessed Mother at the end of the Tunnel, clear as day. I thought to myself, 'Blessed Mother, are we going to have to change you into something more acceptable to this woman, who lived this life Jewish?' Blessed Mother shook her head no, and lifted a finger to her lips--

'Bubbie! My Bubbie!' my friend cried out. She dropped my hand and RAN to Blessed Mother, who to me looked very young and the same as she always looked. But I could 'see' what my friend was seeing, a heavy set, kind, short-grey-haired grandmother with a perm who was embracing her granddaughter after a long separation. It was Blessed Mother and my friend had no idea it was really Her!

Then I heard the leader of the group making more announcements, 'over the connection' to all of us. Then it was over.

It was a good day.

Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Reiki and the Amusements

Some of the nurses in OB and I have season tickets to broadway show series at local theaters. Yesterday we went to see a play with a famous gymnast in the starring role--Peter Pan.

As I stepped into the theater itself, after standing in line, I got the feeling that the egyptian vibe was 'something more' than art deco. Throughout the entire performance (which was excellent--acting, singing, dancing, staging, and the like), I just couldn't pay attention.

There was something very 'read between the lines' going on with the plot and the dialogue, something again, that seemed right from the cabal...

I could tell by my physical reactions: I got up to go to the washroom in both acts, and took a phone call from my sister, essentially missing the second half. I had no desire to sit in my seat and watch the play.
And I felt a big rush of relief when I came out of the theater.

I'll leave it at that. If you are not 'into' the same entertainment activities you were before, you may just be 'waking up' and further along on the Ascension Process. This is good because many of 'The Amusements' were designed to keep you stuck deep in the Matrix in the first place.

You know, those trainers at the marine mammal parks never say, 'whale, you are going to jump on my command!' . They make it a game. There is lots of reinforcement. The whales just think they are having fun. And by a series of small approximations over a great length of time, the whales can do tricks on the command of their trainer. But only if they are in the mood that particular day.

Anybody who set about to control terrestrial mammals that walk on two feet, would use the same small approximations and rewards to facilitate the control as well...that is how the mammalian brain works.

So where is the woo? The Amusements are only half of the title!

Well, we poked our head in to a hotel restaurant looking for lunch. That place was HAUNTED! And open only for dinner. We walked further.

Then at the W across the street, we had lunch. My friends were talking about America's Horror Expeditions (or something like that), a spooky show where it has the same haunted house but shows different families living in it each season...They said 'how bad some of the ghosts were and hurt people.'

I couldn't listen. I was 'picking up' ghosts in the whole entire area! They 'see' my Light, and the ones who want to 'Go Home' tend to congregate near me. It was like this at Psychic Development Circle, too, early in my training.

In the middle of lunch, while my friends were going on and on about the hauntings and how creepy ghosts are, I was nodding politely and telepathically contacted my guides of compassionate healing.

The GCH are the ones who do the work to help souls cross, not me. I only partner with them. I asked them to kindly open a vortex for these souls to cross and this area to be 'cleared'.

I saw a beautiful bubble of warm pink loving energy form a column right in the middle of the street. It got both sides of the street wide, went tall, and then a thin line of blue came up right in the center. In a flash the whole thing went blue, and I felt the 'movement' of the souls entering the light.

It took about five minutes. That is how long it usually takes.

I got back into the conversation. And I ordered a dessert: sicilian pistachio ice cream, cherry compote, and some chocolate flour-less cake square that was out of this world!

It wasn't Reiki, exactly, but it was energy work for the healing of others. As I enjoyed the last bit of my dessert and my tea, I smiled and was glad to be with my friends.

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

What Happens When I Wake Up

This morning, as I was sleeping, I became conscious of the presence of somebody. You know that feeling when somebody is near, the one that is like someone is watching you?

I felt somebody, a small person, who was there to wake me up and was about to reach for my hand to hold it. I thought it was my son, and I wondered how quiet he could be getting out of bed and walking to my room.

It wasn't him.

The time of day where I get Spirit Messages the most is right before I wake up. I get words of inspiration, commands, and some very wise insights.

For some reason, this entity wants me to write about it.  So I am.

What is it like to have constant messages from angels and guides? What is it like to be a medium and see and hear people who have passed? What is it like to have Clairvoyance and Clairaudience, Clairsentience, and Claircognizance?

Well, the way I see it, between us on this side, and on The Other Side, I imagine there to be a great big fence that separates both of them. Some of us are on this side of the fence and have no concept of The Other Side, except for what they have been taught, or heard from folks like me. I have work to do, in that my special role is being one of those that have a permit to communicate with others who have passed or are not incarnate, and those who are.

You see, some people are disincarnate, but here on This Side. When people die, they some do not automatically Cross Over. They are in shock, surprised, and not sure where they are. For all my life, I have been able to pick up on their presence. They see me, and I stand out like a sore thumb to them from where they are. So they come to me. And we can talk, by telepathy (I hear a conversation in my head, and it sounds like their voice did when they were alive). They are often frustrated and upset because their loved ones can't listen to them any more, and don't respond. I have to explain it to them where they are, and what can be done. Many have questions about The Other Side. I explain that too.

It is a place of Nurturing, Warmth, Love and Compassion. You can come back and visit here any time.
 But that is where people go. A lot of people have religious concerns. They will not speak with me, unless I mentally shapeshift my appearance into something that they want to appear. Once, I turned myself into a fat old rabbi with a yarmulke and those long curls by my ears to facilitate the crossing of a Jew. He was the father of a friend of mine. I was like, okay, you want the works, I'll give you the works, thank God you did not want for me to be a cantor and have me sing!


He came to me. We had the discussion. And all it took was for him to trust me enough to hold my hand. Once a disincarnate individual touches my hand, I put their hand in one of my guides' hands, and they walk off to the Light together. Sometimes they turn around and wave back at me. The new ones are always smiling and thinking to themselves, why on Earth did I make such a big deal about this anyway?


It has to do with free will.

What about those I do not meet? Well, there are souls who fear the Light. They won't go to it. They want to stay for a loved one and protect them? They love someplace so much they don't want to leave it.  There is another word for entities like this, and they are ghosts. They come to me and talk to me too. I was in Berkeley Castle in England, and at a church very near or on the grounds. I was kneeling, and a presence came to me like the one that did this morning. It was not very Light, as I sort of lost my breath. But I talked to it, and got it to hold my hand...well, you know the rest of the story! Later on the tour, I learned there was a ghost at the castle, and we were in one of the rooms where it showed up. Not any more! I laughed to myself.


There are three ghosts on the Queen Mary Ship, which is a floating hotel in Long Beach, California. The first is in the pool. It is a little girl about nine to twelve. She wears the funny long bathing suit and skirt and has a big bow in her hair. Her hair is cut to her chin, maybe almost to her shoulders. She died in that pool and does not know. She likes to play in that pool, and did not want her play to be interrupted enough to talk with me more than a brief, who are you? She is stuck in time, by her own will, and happy.

The second is a worker, a young man about twenty, who died in the machinery accident there. He was cut in half, at the waist. He has short brown hair and brown eyes that are very far apart. He is not very intelligent. He does not understand that he is dead, or about the accident.  He doesn't get it. He spent all his time saying, huh? and is trying to figure it out. He didn't talk to me. He is stuck in the aftermath of the accident and still trying to accept the fact that he is dead. Because of free will, he does not have to talk to me or anyone unless he wants to. I do not even know if he knew that I was there. But I picked up on him.

The last is an elderly woman, a mother of five, who spent her honeymoon and several other trips with her husband on the boat. Theirs was a happy marriage, and when she died, she wanted to come back to her room, the one she always stayed in with her husband. It was a choice she made, and why she is not with her loved ones on The Other Side (maybe she is and is just visiting?) I do not know.

We stayed in her room. It was a first class cabin on the port side on the ship. It was very elegant. She was a kind ghost. She gave me lots of advice about my life, and what to anticipate in the future. It was good and I wrote as much of it down after I met her. I wish I could describe her looks to you, but she was generic rich old lady from the thirties, in linen like dress.

Times are coming where folks are going to have to decide if they want to make the upgrade to the fifth dimension Gaia is rising to or not. I want you to know that each soul makes a contract in this life, and has the chance to exit at choice. There are around five or six 'exit points' automatically built in to the life contract, so an entity can bail out when it has learned enough life lessons.

Just like on The Other Side, where people can come and go, it is like that here too. It all has to do with life lessons, the progress of the soul, and soul learning pathway.

Some are going to make the choice to stick around and stay in the third dimension. Their life lessons are such, that the work and progress that is going to be made in fifth dimension is like a really tough Advanced Placement course that is taken on the college level. Maybe they are in Junior High or Middle School, and just don't want to make the jump. Lower dimension entities are very uncomfortable in a Higher Dimension. It is like chalk scratching a screech on the chalkboard, or fingernails scraping on it. There are plenty of 3D learning opportunities for them to take, and they will be transferred there as soon as the adjustments are made from transition and they give themselves life judgement after life review.

These souls are going to find a way out. To exit the planet. And how you do that is to pass on.
Yes, die.

Whenever there is a mass casualty on the planet, those souls have pre-arranged for this in advance. It is an option in their Life Contract they have asked to take. Everyone gets to one place and they leave there. The Tsunami's are an example that come to mind, the people in Thailand or Japan made that choice. But some did not and survived.  Do not feel their life was taken away from them. It was their time to go, in their way, so they could move on to what is right for them. Let them go. Send them Love and Light and many Blessings. Grieve for their loss, and pray for their family. Offer financial support to the reconstruction and rebuilding.

Gaia has to shift some of her surface and all of her vibration to make the upgrade to 5D. And in some places, people know and plan in advance to be there at that time just to get of the ship. Angels and guides are present, much in the manner of what I have described I do, helping people to crossover. No one is ever alone in this. And the Mayan people have descendants who made it through the last shift, and upgraded along with Gaia, and did just fine. That is what the calendar 2012 is all about. There is no fourth dimension because the people who rule the world right now, ruled it back when it was 4D and destroyed the entire dimension. Gaia had to drop back, and now she is going to her rightful place.

(I get the stragglers that will not listen to an angelic guide! Some listen only to a human source.)

Ponder this. It is a stretch but it is good for you. Like yoga is!

Namaste,

Reiki Doc