One And One Makes Two

What is the Goddess Energy to do? What is to make of this place where Goddess Energy is not welcome in any way?

Who is one to believe?

• Wiki? (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bohemian_Grove)
• The Washington Post? (http://www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/blogpost/post/bohemian-grove-where-the-rich-and-powerful-go-to-misbehave/2011/06/15/AGPV1sVH_blog.html)
• Info Wars? (http://www.infowars.com/bg1.html)
• Alex Jones? (http://www.infowars.com/bg_story_template.html)
• Alex Jones YouTube Video? (http://youtu.be/wtSVBTne-KY)
• An ex-worker? (http://youtu.be/5NeqTdS5nxc)

You decide for yourself what 'seems right' for you.

What I would like to know if 'boys just having fun' is really necessary to include torches, chanting, and a ritual sacrifice? Why can't the fun be simpler? It just doesn't make 'sense' to me.

All I can say is there must be some connection between the music of the group Queen, and the lyrics of this song, Bohemian Rhapsody...it's just too much of a coincidence.

Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen

http://youtu.be/fJ9rUzIMcZQ

P.S.  bis·mil·lah

bisˈmilə/

exclamation

1. 1.

   in the name of Allah (an invocation used by Muslims at the beginning of any undertaking).

Aloha and Mahalos, 

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

P.S. This is a thorough web site, as well. However, there does exist 'White Magic', and 'Gnostic Illuminati' which are trained in the Mystery Schools but work for the Light. Not all Wiccans worship the Dark. This needs to be taken into consideration, for the part at the end of this page. Wiccans worship the Goddess Energy and support it...And the archons and the Dark are Highly Allergic to Goddess Energy. (note the presence of no women after dark at the club). http://www.jesus-is-savior.com/False%20Religions/Wicca%20&%20Witchcraft/bohemian_grove_exposed.htm

Skyclad, Part 2

The full moon is fast upon us.  And I am doing my part to soak all of the good energy UP!!!

This morning, the alarm went off. I hit the snooze button, and went back to sleep for just a little bit. I hit it once....twice...

But on the third time,  something caught my eye, and startled me when I lay back on my pillow....

A brilliant just-almost-full moon shone in the little sliver of window between the curtains and the window frame; it cast a bright moonbeam on my face, my arms, my shoulders, and my heart.

This has never happened, not in this home or any of the homes I have ever lived.

It's magic.

Enjoy the moon, this full moon, with all of the energies it is giving at this time! Reach for the stars!

Welcome home to the Higher Energies.

Namaste.




Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,

Reiki Doc

On Facing My Worst Nightmare Tonight ((( Heart )))

I faced my worst nightmare tonight.
It wasn't in a hospital.
It was at an 'Open Mic' night at Au Lac.

I went there for a friend, my friend and Reiki student, Amber.
It was her twenty-fifth birthday tonight.
She invited me to come.
I knew it would mean a lot to her.

The OR ran late and by the time I arrived it was three hours late for her party.
I waited for a guitarist to stop, and I walked to where she was sitting.
I gave her a big hug, from my heart, and had her open her present.

I chose the new Doreen Virtue Virgin Mary Oracle cards--
Amber sees Blessed Mother now, too.
And with Doreen's cards there is never anything 'reversed' or 'upside down'.
They are all positive. (I also gave her a pendulum, and a little more, and a card.)

I don't like crowds.
I am uncomfortable around people I don't know.
Especially ones that look like the people who used to smoke pot with Dad at the nudist camp where I 'grew up'. (there's a blog post on 'Growing Up Nudist', if you're interested).

I didn't like the Vibe.
The 'searching' and the 'playing' with Consciousness.
It was like the giggles from smoking pot--I couldn't take them seriously.
Or Dad.
I was old enough to know the difference.

Pot smokers can be okay--Wes Annac--go ahead, Light Up for God's Sakes--I know you think my 'wine with dinner' is toxic so we're even! LOL
Incidentally, Edgar Cayce enjoyed his cigarettes--he used to say, 'there is no tobacco where I am going'…

But for me, with that type of crowd, I get nervous.
Very nervous.
It's because of when I was a kid, and Dad seemed, well, out of control momentarily by these people.

Anyhow,
Tonight was OKAY.
Everything was FINE.
No one hurt me.
And Amber gave a beautiful tribute to the magic that has brought us to be friends:

• I gave her anesthesia for her c-section, and forgot about it. She did too.
• Amber sought me out for my Reiki when I was at her work (she is a server)
• I taught her Reiki to help her mom who has end-stage breast cancer.
• She asked me to look up her file at work--did I do her anesthesia?
• She was right! We marveled at the coincidence...
• I also wrote a letter for her to get into a Master's program, and it worked!

Everybody clapped and cheered to learn of my role in her journey! All of the ones that looked like those people I feared-- loved me, and accepted me, not as their own, but as Amber's.

She also gave credit to my Twin, my brother, who owns the restaurant but used to be my kid brother when I was alive while he was an infant…He is important in her Path and Magic too…He was just as embarrassed as I was, but glad in the heart, and walked out of the room when the crowd started to clap and cheer his name.

On the drive home I sang to keep myself awake.

And I thought. I thought about the people that make me nervous, and why?

I couldn't figure it out.

I pulled in to the garage, and saw the snowman had fallen over completely. It is my boy's treasure and delight, and he would be upset to know it was not standing up. It is one of those inflatable eight-foot tall ones that lights up.

So I checked.

It did not have the pegs.

The little pegs that anchor it had come out. There are three and none of them were in the ground.

I fixed them, and it stood up.

Then I understood!

They do not have the pegs!

These people who make me nervous are 'flighty' and 'top heavy' or 'airy', with 'too much spirit' and not enough of solid contact with day-to-day 'earth'.

They do not have the pegs…

Their reality is not like mine as I know it, a world of discipline and structure.

They do not have the pegs…

For years I looked for someone to 'anchor me'.

I deliberately sought out partners who were 'big' like bouncers just to help me 'ground' and feel 'protected'; I was so spiritually 'flighty' that I was afraid without it I would 'float up'…It was uncomfortable!

It wasn't until medical school and splitting up with my baby-daddy that put me Here and Now all the way--LOL.

No wonder why that personality 'bothered me'…I was looking at part of myself--floaty, otherworldly, yours truly.

I was that way for most of my life! 

Until I woke up.

Always look past the 'uncomfortable feeling' to see what is True in your Heart Center.

I'm glad I did.

Happy Birthday Amber!

There is magic for everyone tonight.

Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

The Annoying Patient and Me

I have been short-tempered recently. This is out of character. It happened night before last in the ER with mom's nurse. The new nurse was coming on shift and I said, 'I hope you like critical care', insinuating that his hours ahead with mom was not going to be easy. His reply was very sarcastic, not in a mean way, but still a very weak attempt at humor. I told him I didn't think this was funny, because my mother was practically dead from sepsis already--in medical terminology--and not to talk that way with me any more.

Yesterday at the bedside I met a patient who boggled my entire Vibration! This one (I can't say if it is male or female) was a typical example of the patient who makes my life a nightmare: obese, difficult airway, with lots of caps in the top front teeth that are at risk of being knocked out, an incomplete workup by the surgeon/guy who 'cleared them' for surgery, a recent cold that started last night (huge risk of bronchospasm in O.R. and possibly my canceling of surgery, depending on my findings on chest exam), pressuring me to do the case no matter what, and asking if I am contracted with their medical group because 'on T.V. they say to ask the anesthesiologist if there is going to be an extra bill'. (The term is R.A.P.E. --often radiologists, anesthesiologists, pathologists, and E.R. docs are not contracted to your insurance and do not accept the 'negotiated contract rates' that are 'usual and customary'. They will be out-of-network, and bill you for the balance of their fee.)

The problem is, surgery has been scheduled months in advance, and at the beside prior to surgery is NOT the place to discuss it. If you are worried, you should call my billing company in advance! The pressure is on me  the day of surgery to get you into the O.R. as efficiently as possible.

This patient had sarcasm, too. So did the adult child and the spouse. I was told that was how their family 'expresses their love'. I said plainly, 'I am not feeling the love.' and politely excused myself from their presence after my work was done. What I felt was passive aggressiveness on their part, and a total inability to acknowledge that medically, this case was going to be a challenge, and I had been struggling to get information out of them to make the important plan for the anesthesia for their case.

The part that made me see red was the patient saying, sarcastically, 'I know, I know, I could DIE!'

One thing was clear--I was thankful I could give propofol and not have to listen to 'sarcasm' any more! I was so upset I told my anesthesia tech and my OR team how I just couldn't handle this patient before they were brought into the room!

This patient, also, prior to falling asleep, had the last words before the propofol 'hit' to render them completely unconscious, 'I am role playing in the role of the dutiful patient.' Even THAT was very like a drama teacher and totally out of sync with anything I had ever seen in my career. Controlling and rebellious to the bitter 'end' of their ability to speak! (I must admit, this person was MUCH better AFTER surgery, I checked, and they probably had a bizarre coping mechanism for their fear.)

What does this say about me? I am still working on it. Sometimes when something gets you that worked up, it is because of something you don't like about you. Am I sarcastic? Am I not taking serious things seriously enough? I do a lot of soul searching on myself...and on this one, I wasn't sure if that was 'right'.

And then it hit me: what if it is a Vibrational Difference? What if my Vibration is skewed so far to Ascension that these people's 3D 'vibe' makes me uber uncomfortable?

A huge vibrational difference is going to make both parties involved want to RUN. It is very uncomfortable to 'Lower the Vibration' by being around people 'more three dimensional than you'. This is one reason why Ascended Masters don't just 'walk around' where we can see them. Our 'Density' is uncomfortable for them, vibrationally, and is not pleasant/difficult for them to sustain.
It goes both ways, too. The person on the lower vibration is just as uncomfortable in the presence of the 'higher' vibration soul, too. 'Higher' and 'Lower' are just settings on the frequency rate, not 'better' or 'worse'--as everyone is in their 'school' together at the 'grade level' that is right for them.

I think that is what might have been going on. After the case, I found the family, and smiled and said how everything with their parent had gone well. I had given extra morphine to keep them comfortable, and they were wide awake in the PACU.

Love is stronger than Fear. Would you agree that Sarcasm is often a defense people use when they are afraid? Humor, with a loving heart, often dissolves fear. But humor, from a fear-filled heart, is an entirely different thing, and is often inappropriate to the situation.

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Here is another sign of Ascension in the O.R. : my general surgeon wore a prominent pentacle around his neck.  In private, I pointed it out, and said, 'Cool! We should talk sometime!' and shook pinkie fingers with him.

In the O.R., as they were prepping the patient for the case, the R.N. was scrubbing with the clorhexidine prep, pointed to his neck and asked, 'What is THAT?' I forget his answer. But I walked over and said, pointing to each point, 'This is a person! This is the Head, Two Arms, and the Feet. This is okay.'

Remember, Darkness 'tips the star upside down' and two points are on top. That is called a 'pentagram' One point up is 'good'.  This is called a 'pentacle'.  It represents all five elements--wind, water, earth, fire, and ether, in balance and healthy. Darkness also inverts the cross, and flips the holy Hindu swastika-like sign backwards so it rotates in the wrong direction as a swastika.

Wicca is the religion of the peaceful goddess-worshipping society in the region of Ireland that was wiped out completely by the Illuminati eight thousand years ago. They were slaughtered after teaching their skills at magic to the Illuminati. Magic is their right, not the right of the ones that stole it. Magic is a Fifth-Dimensional ability to Manifest.

Namaste,

Reiki Doc