Showing posts with label lies. Show all posts
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Thursday, October 2, 2014

Gaia News Brief 3.10.2014





Very Loving

I didn't write about this part with Archangel Raziel yesterday. It wasn't until Archangel Lauren, who is an incarnation of Archangel Ariel, mentioned to me that Raziel commented on how we two--Lauren and myself--are so very 'loving and and wise and quick to understand' and it had to kind of work its way through my subconscious.

Loving? Loving?

Then I remembered. I cried a lot with Raziel when I first met him yesterday. I cried because I need to tell people I love them. And here he is, someone I never knew who existed because of the veil of forgetfulness in 3D, who is someone I LOVE and all this time has passed and I never even once had the opportunity to say anything about how much I care about him...and for ALL those other people who are my Star Family who I never knew were related--the same thing for them too!!!

I was inconsolable.

He said, 'they KNOW! they KNOW! they know YOU and they LOVE YOU! and they UNDERSTAND...'

But I said, 'I didn't have the chance to tell all these people I care about--that I love them because I didn't even know they were THERE!!!' and cried harder...

Ross showed up, and somehow they adjusted something with my energy, and soon I was content and calm again. I knew I had made my point. It was heard. And we moved on with the conversation.

I think this is going to be a real big deal when the Ground Crew awakens, and realizes that the amnesia they took on willingly in order to complete their missions, has a price in tears. For what's joyful to one, at the reunion of the Star Family, can be sorrow over 'what could have been' for another. I think this is because we don't see The Whole Picture yet, only parts, as the Illusion is falling apart with chunks here and there but not the whole thing. And I think it's important to communicate as such.


Communicating Fear

Today I went in the garden even though it was over ninety degrees. The chard had almost melted to the ground, and I emergency watered all the plants. I gave reiki to the chard (aim at the roots) and I also did the Margaret Mc Cormick Divine Peace Healing 'command' to point to them and say 'Change It' so spirit would know I wanted them healed. They did perk up, I checked on them tonight...

Anyhow, Ross said I didn't have to go into the sunshine to get the aura-clearing effects. I was fine on the porch swing. But gung-ho Lightworker that I am, I went and sat cross legged in the grass in the back yard in the heat to get direct sunlight on me.

My peace was disrupted when I heard a bark. I was eye to eye about three paces with a boxer or pit bull. The dog was not on a leash, and the owner, five paces away from the dog, had a frisbee in hand.

The dog looked at me, began to bark, and when I went to stand up, came closer to me.

Please take your dog. I'm scared of it.

I stood like a rabbit as I waited for the man to come take the dog. He introduced himself as Cameron, and shook my hand. His hand was rough from hard work. I could tell he was sorry, by his aura. I said, I'm Carla, and this is my garden that I grow. And we both smiled.

When I went back inside, I realized, 'that's how it's supposed to work!' No anger. No accusations. Just communication in real time, hearts open, and acceptance that they weren't trying to do anything more than play. It just was unexpected to run into each other like that. And we are still friendly neighbors now too.


Counseling

For the first time ever, I shared with my son's counselor (I have to go once a week too, so she can help him best--I give the adult version of his life's concerns to her)...anyway I shared with her that life with his father is a nightmare I never know will end.

Those were powerful words. She asked more, about how? I explained politely that I have to always be careful what I say. I can't make a request and have him honor it, even if it is something I think is in the best interest of our son. It's like he wants his own world with him, with all his own rules, and own everything, with no phone contact allowed to me, when our son is at his dad's house.

I looked at her, quizzically, and asked, 'why can't he see that we are our son's world? And it is better for it to be consistent in both? The boy is pre-diabetic, and the father is in denial. I am a doctor, and I know what these labs mean. He won't listen! He feeds him pizza and pasta or else he starves him. There is no milk in the house. What kind of father is that?!'

And I experienced the tremendous power of being understood.

In this she now is able to help both of us.  It feels REALLY good to get this off my heart, and out into the air.



Ho'Oponopono 

Today I did the biggest thing I have ever done. I came clean on a lie I have had on my heart for nine years. I wrote to our son's paternal grandmother, whom I am close with, probably closer than my own mom.

It was the hardest letter I ever wrote.

I shared how the lawyer wouldn't let me give her the clay imprints we had made together for her mothers day, present from me, when my boy was only two months old. It had been a day of peace, where we were both trying to establish a relationship as family even though the father and I were not together. It was hard because my ex confessed to me, that over a lunch at Hof's Hut, his mother had once advised him to break up with me because of my age. He needed to have a chance to have a family, and I was forty. She was only looking out for him. But he didn't want to break up with me. He loved me very much, and shared how happy he was to be with me.

Well he left. And we two women were picking up the pieces and making the best of  it. She wanted the art I had being made for her to match her new bedroom remodel, and looked forward to hanging it on the wall as her treasure.

I shared in this letter that I wrote today that not only was their lawyer the former law partner of my firm of two lawyers, but she also used to BABYSIT for one of my lawyers! I told her I lied and said her clay art with the baby prints broke, but it had been in my house all this time, and I couldn't live another day with this lie.

I also told her that my lawyer asked me to write prescriptions for sleeping pills, Lunesta, for her the whole time I was her client, and out of fear for the well-being of the baby in the lawsuit, I did what she asked. I did a quick exam on her, and kept records, just to make it official enough. But it was not right of her to put me in that position like she did.

I looked through the old box, saw the clay art, and wondered why there was white cord to hand the decoration, when she had ordered black, and why it was round instead of square?

Then I remembered--I had so much fear at the discovery of my lie, that I threw away her gift back when I got the notice I was being sued by the father. This one was mine. The extra one I bought for me, with the hand and the foot. The one on my wall has both feet. I hope she doesn't remember, and just thinks it is the one we ordered for her. I filled out the sticker for the back with the birth date and time and weight and length. She wasn't there for it. I didn't want the father anywhere around at the time.

I gave birth like an animal in hiding, fearing for her life, because the father felt he had a right to be there at the birth, in the delivery room, even though he was no longer romantically involved or even friends with me. I couldn't have done that. I told him firmly, that as long as the child was inside my body, and I was working to get it out, only boyfriends could be present. People who are supportive tof me. And not him the way he was. I asked him for that privacy during my pain and my labor. He wouldn't give it. He actually called all the hospitals in the area, trying to hunt me down.  Fortunately, my privacy at the hospital was respected, and I gave birth in peace.

When it comes right down to it, I am so thankful to have this beautiful woman in my life, who loves her grandson as much as I do...and the lessons of forgiveness I have learned from her, just in putting the lawsuit behind us, are so valuable to my development as a soul.

It is not worth it to have that art in my home, not even on display. It is not helping anybody.

Being so afraid you do stupid things to cover up your tracks is really not something you want to have on your vibration. It is clear now, and day after tomorrow, I plan to give this beautiful gift to her, as a gift to show we have put the past behind us, and really are family now.



Quackery

I recently got added to a list on Twitter under a term like this. I was in good company--I saw posts from many physicians and healers I admire--only to be ridiculed by this individual who made the list.

It hurt.

I gave thanks in my heart for this person having done it.  I wanted to see how I come across, not just to those who enjoy my work, but to others who might not 'get it' too.

I followed her --I pressed the 'follow' button to be able to see the feed.  I like to keep my finger on the pulse so to speak, to know what is going on with people like her.

So I was waiting for my boy at the counselor for his hour, and I went into meditation. I found her. I waved. (I can go on a soul level and talk with the living--at least their higher self--much like I do with my mediumship).

I sat cross-legged on the ground near her. I showed her my hands--they were empty, and I wasn't going to hurt her.

She had a lot of questions, and was very defensive, frankly, rude and hurtful to me. I started to cry as my Love and Kindness was not 'reaching her' the way I had hoped it would do. Ross stepped in, and he had a serious look on his face.

She recognized him, stepped back in shock and fear, and asked, 'Am I dying?!'

He said no. He explained I was his wife, and that I have been trying to work on a project to raise the vibration on Gaia surface. Then we asked about her experience with her disease, and the cure? We saw and felt the emotions in addition to the physical post-surgical change. Ross politely showed her what her body would look like in 5D. Everything back, normal and healthy, actually, looking a little younger too.

She couldn't believe it! She was overcome with happiness to see her body whole, as if nothing had happened.

Ross explained to her that I am trying to raise the vibrations enough, so that everyone will experience the health benefits of the higher dimensions, where there is no aging or disease and everyone enjoys perfect health. But with her work she is doing on the website, it is lowering the vibration so much that is it making my work a little more difficult for me to do.  Would she mind thinking about it, her actions, and how they affect others, please?

She listened.

I came back and gave her a flower lei, in spirit. I told her I am not angry that she made me cry, she can make me cry again, if she needs to, I would never get back at her in any way. That I accept her as she is, in her development, and if she wants to make the going rough for me, I will keep at it, and I am confident I can overcome the negativity like hers too, So keep learning your lessons and exercising your Free Will I said from my heart.

Ross says she will have a change of heart and become a strong worker for good, to give it time. Sometimes those most opposed to change are the ones who could benefit from them the most.



Ross

There are a lot of lessons in this article. I want you to digest them slowly. Take what you can, and go over it often. I would bookmark this page, and go back to it several times. There is a lot in it that is good for you, in the heart (he taps his heart).

I want you to be heart-centered now in all that you do. It is the only way to the energy of 5D, the healing that shall take place is going to astound you...but only if you make it a priority to raise your vibration higher (shows hand gesture) as much as you can. Commit to this process. It doesn't have to be 'cram for a final exam' like in high school or college. Just commit to getting rid of the things energetically you don't need any more (like Carla with her lie to the grandmother), to avoiding that which lowers the vibration, and doing more activities to raise it up (like Carla in the sun for about ten minutes, grounding on Gaia and sunning her chakras at one time).

I love you. I love each and every one of you in my heart. You are beautiful and perfect and special. I can to this, because I have the love of unconditional acceptance and belief in YOU, my Beloved Ones, my brothers and sisters, who are on this journey, our adventure, with me and with my twin soul Carla.

Together we shall make it UP! (points to the sky)

I shall sign off for now, for Carla is sleepy. It really is a tremendous service that she does for those who align with her energy.

Aloha and mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,

The Reiki Doc Twins, Ross and Carla (honey you don't mind that I used that name for myself too?)

of course not, Ross. I rather like it!

Sunday, April 27, 2014

Truth, Lies, and The Human Heart



My Beloved,


You knew I thought of you as the Boogyman with a handsome face and a smile that takes everyone I love away.

You fixed it. It was a temporary solution. I have had so much fun and freedom with this temporary fix I almost forgot what the temporary part was about.

Your message from yesterday and today, because I LOVE YOU unconditionally, and that will never go away, helps me read between the lines...you are creating something so wonderful, that when we complain and fight Life, it hurts you deeply.

Life DOES split us in two. We go to bed hungry. We are sick. We die. We are horribly abused and raped. Although we have indomitable spirit, sometimes it is easier to take life lying down. Or cursing you.

It's not fun God. Take it from me--all those years on call in the O.R. and lack of sleep--on top of everything else--single mom, the way he left me, health concerns, family drama...let's just say 'Life Is Like A Telenovela' on TV, and some of us, well, we don't like TV.

But we like you! 

You tell us we have control--over our reactions--but don't have control over anything else.

Think about it. 

What are we?

CREATOR GODS, are we not?

We like to Create. Not to be Created for. 

We signed up.

That's why we grumble.

But now this is all in the open, I think it's fair enough that people will do as you recommend. 

What other choice is there? Seriously. There is only one way out, and that's it.

At least if you want to 'score the most points' while you are living here. Some people just say, 'it's not worth it' and do the very best they can to screw up their lives. I had incarnation after incarnation of that. At least I stopped my self-destruction...

You're cute. And very handsome. And kind. No one would ever think less of you.

You like to say 'paddle your canoe' to us, right?

Well, sometime people go on the water, and they Throw Up. They need to take a little dramamine or a scopolamine patch just to be able to enjoy it.  Nobody likes throw up. Not the person who throws up. Not the people who watch or hear it. Not the person who has to clean it up. But we do that. It's part of life. 

For some people the experience of Life is like one big throw up. After a while you get the dry heaves! And maybe even bile comes up.

What you are saying, is, 'it's worth it'.

I won't argue you that.

But I'll hold their hand and help them and get crackers and ginger ale so they can get back on their feet.  

I've been here too long to just talk to them. 

Nobody listens when you just talk. 

They listen when you do something to help their suffering.

Just like you did with me to show me that you're not the boogey man. You let me have my sister and friend for just a little longer. 

That was really nice of you.






This morning I had the strangest dream. I was inside the VA where I used to work. I was with my parents. Both of them. Dad has been gone five years now...but it seemed normal they were there.

We were there for Dad. And for some reason I was driving dad's old blue VW beetle. Inside the VA!

Then I saw my back!!!

I don't have tattoos. I am afraid of two things--number one--the pain of the needle. I am a big baby and won't lie still only to be stuck. Too many allergy tests as a kid. The scratch ones and the needle ones were horrifying. They even brought my favorite uncle and I still screamed so loud you could hear it all through the halls. The second thing is I would get bored with the design, and grow to hate it. As I grow, I change. And having a tattoo just makes me realize how much I've changed, because I would grow sick of it.

But in the mirror, I saw my back, and it was like this...





From the front, you couldn't see the tattoos at all. But from the back--between my shoulder blades there was Spiderman. Of all things! SPIDERMAN??? I have no connection to him whatsoever.




And then below that was something I couldn't really see, but was Celtic. And to my surprise, below and to the right, wrapping around my flank, was the house from the Addams Family. Complete with the fence and the gate and the yard. It was beautifully rendered, with shading, and was really nice work. I actually liked it!




I didn't understand how it got there without my knowing it. That freaked me out. Was I drunk? Did my friends put me up to it? How did I get those tattoos?

So I asked Dad if he was ready to ride in the car home, He said yes, and I drove mom and dad home--through the halls of the VA first--and then outside.




This is a dream, isn't it?

Yet Spirit tells us, again and again, that LIFE is the dream, and DREAM is what's Real. Actually, technically, only Love is real.

But if you look at the news, even the alternative news, there is some MAJOR shaking up going on out there. The people you used to trust, you can't. And that makes you dazed and confused, at best. And makes you disillusioned and ready to give up at worst.

They want it.

I'm not going to beat around the bush--and say Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart--you know who they are--Orsini and all those way high Illuminati, most of them from Spain--who rule the world through the media and the major industries.

They are messing with us. With our health. With our food. With our MINDS.





Screw it.

Just go on an live a good life.

God says he's in charge and its all good.

I say, don't take the news to heart any more than you would a crazy dream like I had--driving through the halls of a hospital with a Volkswagon?

That's Cray Cray and you know it.

So when you read about buses crashing--who knows? It could all be orchestrated to make your blood pressure go up. It could be like Hearst himself--when he got caught--'yellow journalism'--when he created the Spanish American War.

If they did it once, they can do it again.

So take everything with a grain of salt.

Let the last stuff play out, and use your connection to Source and your Heart Center to figure out what  is YOUR truth.

Not the Illuminati's.

And live it.

The more you buy into YOUR life experience, the less energy goes into their 'matrix' and you will starve it.

I throw the newspaper away every day, never having read it.

I buy it to line my bird cage and help keep the delivery lady employed.

So now you have it.

I gotta go get ready for work.


With so very much Love,

Reiki Doc



Thursday, September 12, 2013

Son Of A Gun



I have a grudge.

I have a grudge against a coworker.

This coworker likes to get what they want. And they push for it. A lot. It makes me uncomfortable to say 'no' and have someone keep trying to get you to do what they want. I have scrapped many plans, and worked extra shifts because of this person, who still manages to make more compensation than me.

There was a text.

Can you switch?

I was like, 'Not again!'

I was automatic 'No!' because I had plans (I always have plans! There's not much time when you work full time and are a mom!). Please, would you mind asking someone else?

No one else was available, he texted back hours later.

The request was 'to go to a doctor appointment with my parent'.

I have heard that one before. Often.

You know what? I had a resident tell me that he had to leave early to take his boy to the doctor because he had an ear infection.

I saw the look on his face and the circulating nurse's face when her shift was up and they both left the OR.

I could sense the electricity and the attraction between the two. He was LYING!

I finished a heart, which is a big case, alone instead of him finishing HIS index case he needed for graduation because he wanted to go 'knock boots' with the circulating nurse!!!

He ended up dumping her and breaking her heart. He was doing the 'nasty' with more than one nurse in the O.R. at the same time. He got a nasty divorce because he was married as well as a father. Later, when he graduated, his group he started fired him. That's right--they kicked him out. Why? He might have failed his boards? Or perhaps he just didn't turn out to be a 'Team Player'....just got stuck on the 'Player' part? LOL

Anyhow, I saw on the schedule tonight I worked tomorrow and  the 'favor insister' didn't. I was livid. I called the boss to find out why I was working when I didn't agree to trade and he is off?!

It turns out I had the wrong day. As a matter of fact if I had wanted the day off, I could have asked a 'trade' favor with the 'favor insister' (He hasn't taken weekend call in over nine years!) The boss said he could work for me. I wanted to do something with mom, and had been looking forward to it. I miss her. And it would help her condition/medical care very much. But the work is not all day. I might still make it...

Earlier today I had read this: http://sirianheaven.wordpress.com/2013/09/12/a-cry-for-love-the-divine-mother-through-isabel-henn-september-12-2013/

Here is the important part: No matter how a being behaves towards you, always answer with love, my child. The being that hurts you, often acts out of an inner pain, a lack of and a cry for love. You will not improve the situation, if you also inflict pain or harm on this being. Only through your unconditional love you can really heal this being and the situation. Unconditional love is the best and safest medicine and as we must respect your free will, call us for help if you think you can not make it alone. We help you so gladly with this, my child. ~
Your Divine Mother
Hmmmm...I think I owe someone an apology. It's not going to be easy. And I might have to take an extra shift when I am exhausted.
You know I was too embarrassed at saying 'no' so vehemently to ask for him to help me out in return. And here I am, a blogger and healer, with this kind of relationship with a coworker--as professionals!
Where is the Love in my interpersonal relationships? Where is the Love?
I think I am going to be asking myself that a lot in the next few weeks.
I know the answer. It isn't easy. But it's going to have to be 'me'. Because if it isn't, it just might not be there, and what a waste of healing opportunity if I hold my grudge on someone else. I don't have to be a doormat, no way! But I do have to 'walk the walk' and 'talk the talk'. Namaste...
Aloha and Mahalo,
Reiki Doc.

P.S. There is POWERFUL synchronicity with this blog post from Andy Bojarski. Please read this on vibration, the electromagnetics of interpersonal relationship and how to heal them all. http://awakeningtohigherlove.com/2013/09/12/my-higher-self-how-to-heal-all-relationships/

Then you might want to read this one too: http://reikidoc.blogspot.com/2013/09/on-peace-it-is-your-divine-right.html