The Visit

I am very sleepy.  I just woke up after two twenty minute 'snooze buttons' and a final ten minute 'snooze'.

Ross works closely with me, when I set the 'snooze'. The last one was his idea.

I was drifting off between sleep and wake, and I saw him with another woman who, like me, was much shorter than him.  He was to the left, and she was to the right, as they faced me.

I was puzzled.

I sensed he wanted me to look closer, so I did.

Once I could focus more, I saw, at a distance much farther for me than I usually have while I do mediumship, was Chelsey L., the young mother of a nine-month old baby girl who just Transitioned from stage four breast cancer on Saturday.

I was glad to see her!

I was told not to touch her, and to keep my distance.  I asked Ross, 'what is it with this distance?' and gestured at the space between us.  It was like talking over a valley.  Chelsey and I were both raising our voices so the other could hear us.

He explained she was there on HIS 'power', not her own, so he had to be careful just how much of 'our energy' she was exposed to, for her safety.

I thought, 'that makes sense, okay.'

So we talked.

She looked just the same, and was really healthy and happy.

The first thing she said was, 'I am sorry for what happened to you (at our old work)'--she is talking about my being one of the six anesthesiologists who were not reappointed, how this happened when Anthony was only four, and how much less time I had to enjoy him while he was young because I took so much call. I had been working part time at my old work, and now was required to work full time.  I worked as an ICU nocturnist and an OB anesthesiologist for the first two months.

I sensed her compassion and appreciated her kindness to bring it up.

I asked her how she is? How everything went?  She said she was good, and happy.

She told me, 'I see good things ahead!' (for me...she sees my future...and the image she shared was like some big golden state fair, all the rides and booths made of pure golden Light.)

It was the most excitement I've ever heard from Chelsey, ever. She used to be very quiet, reserved, and spoke almost in a monotone. I kind of liked to see the new her.

She and Ross explained to me how she saw how I was a mess on Saturday, and couldn't do anything right. So she and he got together and came up with a plan to send me my awesome day I had yesterday to make up for it.

I smiled with both my face and my heart.

It was an awful day on Saturday!

Then I had inspiration.  I asked her if she would watch over me, just like she did when I was a resident at my training and how she watched over me there, making sure I did all the things I needed to get done and checking with me to make sure I turned all of my paperwork in on time?

She paused.

She asked, 'can I still watch my family? I was hoping to watch and protect them?'  (I saw her point to their home)

Ross gestured with two index fingers with the same sweeping movement she did to her house, but with the other hand sweeping out to land over me and watch me.  I heard him say, 'you can do two'.

She understood. She accepted my request. And she added, 'would you like me to watch over Anthony too?' (she showed me a picture of how he goes to his custody and sitters and friends).  I thought it was a good idea, Ross nodded I could say yes--it was okay---and I said yes.

It felt really nice to know Chelsey was a new Guardian for both me and Anthony, now she is on the Other Side.

Then I had a pause. I had a funny thought that hadn't occurred to me before. I got up my courage to ask a new question I had never asked anyone in Spirit ever before.

I asked, because I had so many symptoms and felt like I wasn't really 'there' on Saturday--I asked, 'was I there to help you cross over, Chelsey?'

She was enthusiastic and nodded 'yes'.  She was like, excited to see me, and said, 'Is that Carla?!'  and she told me 'I hardly recognized you.'  Then she said I pointed to Ross, and she understood, and she took my hand and made her final Transition.

She said, 'I always knew there was something special about you. You were different. But I couldn't put my finger on what it was.'

I smiled.  (I was glad because it also explains the 'mysteries' of why I am so disoriented while people I know--without my knowing it is happening--are Transitioning. Part of me is just not 'here' and is helping them cross over.)

Ross told me it was time for them to go. But I was permitted to hug them both to say our goodbyes--so I jumped the valley in an instant, hugged both of them goodbye, and gave kisses, and wished Chelsey luck in her new assignment.






Everything happened very quickly, in less than ten minutes. Communication with spirit is as fast as the speed of a thought. And it ended right before my alarm went off.


(Ross waves and smiles--by the way he had on his cream colored robes. Chelsey wore what she usually did, I think pants and a top in neutral colors, possibly navy blue.)






Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,

Reiki Doc

Gaia News Briefs 24.10.2014

Ouija

I know it's that 'time of year' for spooky things, but I have to mention something about the Ouija board movie that is due to open tomorrow.  It touches upon a lot of things that people are uncomfortable about with the Other Side and death in general.

They also use the line, 'we have opened up a channel and now watch out!' (it would be a portal, not a channel--and channels are humans who are able to let the deceased use their vocal cords or write for them, as a service to them. I am a Conscious channel. Edgar Cayce was not--he slept and channeled.)

As a physician, I've seen it all, and dead people stay dead. Okay. They can't come back to life like zombies.

As a medium, although I have heard of negative entities, and 'ghosts', most of them are repulsed by my Very High Vibration. My energy is like fingernails scratching a chalkboard to them because I can help them go Home. So the ones who are interested talk to me. They always have a 'message' or a 'lesson'. Here's the link if you'd like to know more click here for actual mediumship messages from my patients who have died.

When I was giving anesthesia in a colonoscopy, and it came out that both the technician's mom and I are mediums--the first thing mentioned was 'I don't want any BAD ghosts in here!' and another, nurse Nancy, said, 'I heard that some ghosts have raped women...is this true?'

There are some very horrible 'things' out there. And of the few I've 'met', always know that we have Free Will, and they don't. So do as I do, and say, 'Go AWAY!' and they leave.

They have to. It's the rules.

Otherwise enjoy your scary movie and your popcorn.



The Christ Attunement Key

It's from Lauren, who is an incarnation of Archangel Ariel.

This is one of the Archangel Healing Keys.

It will help to awaken your own Christ Consciousness, another 'term' for the energy and consciousness that goes with it of 5D.  Each of us has the Christ Consciousness 'seed' or 'spark' within our soul. It is up to this symbol, and your working with spirit, and Jesus Christ himself, the first ever incarnate to reach this state, to help develop this quality in you and give you a 'leg up' on 'what life is like in the Higher Realms'.

It may be only used on yourself. You cannot attune another without their consent. If someone is disabled, or in a cast, just guide their hand for them when they ask for your assistance. If there is no one to help, then use your eyes to draw the symbol. Aim it first at the skin, then a second time, a little above.

This is the only place you are going to find this key:

Click this to see the video

Thoughts On Ebola

things Medical:

• It's one of the hemorrhagic fevers--like Hanta Virus, Marburg Virus, Lassa Virus
• There are three ways to contact Ebola--skin contact with a body fluid, being stuck or touching infected needles and other instruments and equipment, and 'droplet' in the air (similar to a cold or flu)
• A circle of three-feet radius next to the infected person is high risk for catching it.
• If you are medical personnel and talking with someone at risk, stand six feet away to limit your risk.
• People entering hospitals--all visitors, patients, and staff--are screened by security guards for 1) fever over 100.3F,  2) HEADACHE, weakness, nausea, vomiting, muscle pain AND 3)recent travel to a high-risk area  checklist for clinicians
• These people are then taken with a mask immediately to the emergency room isolation area, and not allowed to leave until the CDC arrives to 'make the decision' if they have it or not. A team will come in two hours.
• People at the CDC and World Health Organization have worked with these serious, high-risk diseases and not caught it; they know what to do, and they do it right.
• There are 'pods', special units where these patients will be taken. They are far away.
• Any hospital with someone with Ebola will only 'stabilize' and not do much except basic care until the CDC arrive, take the patient, and clean everything up so there is no risk to staff.
• The vaccine is not out yet. It is due in January. This lady here, Dr. Erica Ollmann Saphire has it almost sequenced on its DNA, and the vaccine will bypass all regulatory restrictions.
• A bleach solution of one part bleach to ten parts water left to sit on the surface for ten minutes will kill the Ebola virus.
• Around five to eight days into the Ebola illness, a patient will have vomiting and diarrhea, with huge amounts of diarrhea.
• If the diarrhea turns bloody (hemorrhagic) the prognosis is poor, and the patient will die. Fifty percent get this, and that is why survival is fifty percent.
• Survivors are donating their blood to isolate the antibody to Ebola and possibly clone it.
• There is a normal 'curve' for this type of 'outbreak'--in Africa it can be traced to a man who ate bush meat from an infected animal, his kids--small children--and he died. And those he contacted died. This curve is expected to PEAK in late November or December for this African outbreak.
• People who have been exposed must be quarantined for thirty days to make sure they do not come down with it in the three-week window of concern for catching it.
• Hospitals who care for Ebola patients LOSE a lot of business--and many workers refuse to work when a patient is there.
• The Dallas hospital didn't do a good job with the Ebola patient Duncan. He was treated and released with a prescription for antibiotics from the ER, and came back really in bad shape three days later.  Many people cared for him in ICU before any isolation besides 'contact isolation' was initiated.
• Hospital isolation is Contact , Blood Born (universal precautions), and Droplet.
• In Atlanta, at Emory, where they cared for the patient shipped from Dallas, disposing of waste was a problem. Both environmental services refused to take it, as well as the regular trash service. They had to rent a big trailer truck, and fill it with bags of disposable materials and personal protective equipment used. Then one man took it to the incinerator dump. The city refused to have wastes from the toilets and threatened to cut off all water supply to the facility. There was negotiation back and forth on what to do with the copious diarrhea wastes. They agreed to put it in the toilet, let two inches thick of pure bleach sit on it for TEN minutes, and then flush.
• Patients and health care workers taking care of Ebola are socially shunned.
• Health Care Workers use a 'buddy system' and have a person with competency in this type of personal protection supervise each donning and taking off of protective gear.
• At our hospital, we layer disposable gloves, shoe 'gaiters', this rubber boots over two layers of plastic gowns and pants, then a surgical gown, a bouffant hat, a bonnet that ties under the chin, a neck cover, and a mask and eye shield. We take them off by standing in a bucket of bleach with the rubber shoes, then all comes off except the disposable scrubs, and we shower. Then we  can dry off and take our break before we come back again to the room.
• Health care workers should have the option to stay at the hospital for thirty days after their work is done, to avoid risking exposure to their families.

Things practical

• In Orange County, the high-risk area is Disneyland, because people from all over the world go there.
• There are high-risk international airports, LAX being the closest, and I think Miami and Atlanta, New York and several others are on the list.
• People being screened are at risk to tell untruths about their recent travel. This is relying on their sense of honor and respect for humankind and their willingness to risk being 'singled out'.
• I would expect a significant proportion of those infected or exposed to be in denial; this is normal human behavior.
• My babysitter is from Liberia--been here many years. Her family is ordered to 'stay in the house' to avoid risk. Plus, many, many of her Facebook friends back home are experiencing tragedy.
• She also 'has a feeling' that this was not normal, how this came to be, because the places where it started have little to no governmental support to 'stop' infections early in the outbreak. There was looting at the hospital where people from a poor shanty-town in the middle of Monrovia raided the hospital to steal contaminated items and blankets. It seemed as if someone was deliberately trying to make the outbreak spread. (ed-  I agree--our looters in LA take TV sets, yes?)
• The ID specialist at our hospital said that Mr. Duncan 'did everyone a favor' because now ALL hospitals have their teams and education modules up and prepared 'just in case'.

Things--well--'other things'

• many are under the impression this is 'A Hoax'--I take this to mean that a significant percentage  think that the media is lying in one way or another, and trying to stir up fear with this outbreak. This may very well be true.
• When you find mold on your cheese, do you throw the whole thing out, because it's bad? Or do you cut off the 'bad part' and enjoy the rest?  Our survival that is hard-wired in is to THROW OUT anything that seems 'just a little bit bad'. This is normal human behavior.
• Social support, and seeking like-minded others is ANOTHER form of survival adaptation for humans.
• To grasp the situation with Ebola--in either camp--will require discipline to fight the 'throw it all out' reflex and 'look for the facts' to come up with a plan and accepted perception of the outbreak and risk.
• If you ask me, there is a lot of motivation to sell news with this outbreak--TV, print, radio, and alternative (remember hits equal dollars for MANY debits that promote advertising).
• If you ask me, there is a lot of motivation to make people Freak Out and have Fear. First to gain are those who take over our civil rights by offering to 'fix the problem for us', for example, the airport security changes after 911.
• Love Is The Solution For Everything. Repeat this to yourself throughout the day. Often!
• HIV is reportedly created in a lab with human, animal, and extraterrestrial DNA--according to conspiracy theorists.
• Even if this is true, HIV and AIDS have killed a lot of people.
• The world, if you ask me, deserves to know The Truth about Ebola, no matter what.
• People who support the CDC and WHO 'story' might want to research Agenda 21 and NWO (New World Order) websites.
• People who support Alternative Media and Conspiracy sites might want to poke around on some hospital websites on Ebola, too, just for balanced information.
• The hallmark of any illuminati-based Psy Ops is to take control of both extremes of the discussion. For example, there is a lot of paid Disinfo-spewing trolls blogging out there with 'channeled' information. So no matter what, discernment is key.

Remember, the best OFFENSE is a good DEFENSE--so keep your thoughts, your vibration and your energy Strong and Healthy. A healthy aura is like an eggshell, and virus can't penetrate and cause infection. Your immunity will be in top form, too.

Ross

Carla has spent an awful lot of time with me today. I will give her a break. Enjoy the Christ Attunement Key.

With all my love...I had Archangel Lauren send it. Thank you Lauren for your fine service to the Light, and everyone here thanks you for your love and devotion to the Light Work that you have been asked to do, your mission. I know it hasn't been easy an incarnation for you. We thank you, both of us, from the bottom of our combined heart <3 (How is that for a little Twin Love, Carla, hmmmm?)  (ed--I really LIKE it!)

Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

Your Reiki Doc friends and family

(but don't try getting our minutes on our cellular phone service--we have unlimited! : )))   I am just kidding! I want you to know I understand what's going on with daily life on surface Gaia just like you <3)

The Archangel Azrael Attunement Key

Who IS Archangel Azrael? And what is this attunement key? He is the one who helps us to bridge the gap between the two worlds, The Other Side, and Here.

He is like a telephone line to transfer the loving wishes between you and your loved ones who have gone ahead through Transition.

Without further delay, here is a message channelled by Archangel Azrael, as well as demonstration on how to draw the Attunement Key.

(You may only draw this on yourself, and not others, unless they request it to you with their voice or written request, as it is an Attunement, and unless someone 'needs a little help' they have to do this one on their own. You may coach them, you are free to help in this way.)

http://youtu.be/tAsFYk660V4

(look! It's 4:44 in length!)

Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Reiki Doc

Gaia News Brief 20.9.2014

Mediumship In The Operating Room

Twice this week the subject of ghosts has come up. The first was on Wednesday, when the patient and their family disclosed that the house they live in is haunted. They shared with joy how they 'knew their ghost' and its ways.

The other caregivers looked stricken.

So I disclosed right in pre-op holding, how I grew up with a ghost too. I never saw it. Or felt it. But we knew it was there. One night when mom and dad had gone to bed, the last on in had forgotten to turn off the light.

It was an  old-fashioned one where the switch was at the bottom of the light fixture up on the wall as a sconce-type lamp right next to the door.

No one wanted to get out of bed. It was winter and it was cold.

My father said, 'Ghost? Turn off the light!'

And it went OFF!

Startled, but not afraid, father said, 'Ghost? Turn ON the light!'

And it went ON!

From that time forward, we let the ghost be, and went on with our lives as a family.

Then the surgeon shared that at a hospital about fifteen minutes away, there is a room that is haunted!

Someone whispers to the patient in the middle of the night, 'Get out of my bed!'

This has happened twice to two different patients of his, at least, those who chose to share it with him.




Etiquette

We have reached a point in the global Ascension Project that there are some who are 'more advanced' in the process and others who are 'less advanced'.

Once Ascended, we are with the 'veil' lifted up, and our intuition is on 'steroids'--we are fully telepathic, claircognizant, and able to self heal. I understand that there is possibility of teleportation and being able to fly, too.

Just like ghosts, these abilities are somewhat frightening to others...and those who are able to do them  in all their excitement, need to be mindful not to 'show off'.

Why is this so?

Because the one with the higher vibration must always keep in mind that their behaviors and interactions with others have the possibility to SLOW DOWN the development of another who is of lower vibration than them.

And THAT is not cool.

Here is an example:

• during colonoscopy yesterday, the technician brings up a subject of ghosts--out of the blue
• I closely monitor the reaction of the gastroenterologist and the nurse present, spiritually, as well as I monitor the patient's vital signs. I am taking it all in.
• I am also checking with spirit, for guidance as to disclose about myself or not--what is for the Highest Good?
• Given the 'all clear' from spirit, I share that I see ghosts too, and I have my whole life.
• Nurse says, 'You are like the Long Island Medium, then?'
• I say, with good eye contact, 'Yes I am, but I like to do anesthesia for a living.'
• Technician visibly relaxes, and shares her mother is a 'medium'
• We pause. I monitor the reaction of the gastroenterologist--who says nothing. Like his training, he is taking data IN.
• From this point on, the discussion becomes driven by the questions of the GI physician and the nurse.
• (Please note there are conversations in the OR, about anything, while we work, and it is safe)
• 'What about Bad Ghosts?' the GI doc asks? 
• 'Tell them to Go Away!'' I smile. 'We have Free Will. They must listen. It's the Rules.'
• 'The rules of WHAT?' the GI doc counters.
• 'The rules of Heaven.' I calmly explain.
• 'What about the people who have been RAPED by ghosts?' the nurse asks, sharing that she has heard of it.
• 'Long story short, tell them to leave, and they go. I once woke up to an ugly non-human lizard thing looking at me. I told it to get the hell out of my room, and it left.' I shared
• 'So WHAT ABOUT THE BEHEADINGS?!' the gastroenterologist asks?
• I liken the PreBirth Contract to the Buddhist teaching that 'we each have a flag on our shoulder'--we can't see it, but it's there and some advanced souls can see it. I don't know the colors, but one is for dying in your sleep after a long life, another is illness, another is a sudden traumatic death. 'Perhaps those people signed up for the red flag death?'
• 'BUT WHY WOULD ANYONE WANT TO DO THAT?' He asked, astonished.
• I very gently explained the laws of karma, and that in the case of someone who lived a not-so-great life in the past, this is one quick way to settle that karmic debt, with a huge payback. (there is also another class of soul called 'An Awakener', who chooses a horrible situation to raise the consciousness of others in the process of what happens to them--this is advanced, and I chose not to share it)
• as the case ended, the gastroenterologist said, 'I have a lot to start thinking about' and the nurse smiled.
• In recovery room I felt a hand on my arm, It was the technician--'THANK YOU for having that conversation!'
• I smiled, and said, 'Any time. By the way, this is me--I showed my FB page--I am internationally known for bringing Spirit back into the healing paradigm again. ' She was super excited to learn my 'secret', and promised to 'sign up' and follow the page.

The goal is to only feed the awakening spirit when it opens it's mouth and asks for verification/truth/Light usually in the form of answering their questions.

Just like with feeding food spoon by spoon, you can't force this natural process. Sometimes the information gets all over the place--just like food--but somehow enough gets in to where it is needed for the soul being 'fed' truth and Light--to grow.

Be patient, hold your Vibration open, and be gently available with a smile to assist.

Yoga Breathing

My son had an emotional outburst at school two days ago. It was of the intensity of his suicide-threat ones in the past. He told me he even went into his backpack and hit himself on the head with his flashlight when no one was looking.

I was devastated. All this counseling and effort and Reiki and changing how I do things didn't work.

Yesterday I went to the school, partially annoyed because he asked to call me and they didn't let him.

But I knew that I needed to 'get their side of the story' for the counselor. I go there too, once a week, just to give her the data about his behavior so she can work with him.

The administrator told me the story, from a 'me versus him' perspective, being mindful that I am the mom. But her story was very 3D.

The teacher, showed me her email she had written, and also gave her side of the story. She was defensive.

I diffused that...I shared my father was a teacher, I know she is experienced, I see it.

She told him that some people when they get disappointed they get REALLY emotional. And that's okay. She said she wanted him to get back to class after he washes his face to get rid of the tears. 

He went in and out of class three times, and once she saw him at the backpack. She also saw the head and he shared what he had done, and it 'didn't look that bad'. No medical intervention was needed.

Then he started to go into the strange breathing thing he does when he is upset.

It is frightening.

It frightened her.

And she told him to do yoga breathing.

And it worked!

The whole time I felt her spiritual strength and agility, as she is an avid yoga person; I knew he is in good hands.

I thanked God they saw the scary outburst, and that together with the counselor, we will handle it.

My Day With Archangel Sandalphon

I was badly shaken after the combination of learning the name of Ross' Significant Other in a past life--from that person in this life who is my very close friend--and my boy having his issues.

That's why Sandalphon showed up and gave his key.

He told me that even when things look like excrement from your perspective, in the middle there might be a STAR from the perspective of a place you have never seen--like where he sits. 

There is always the hidden jewel of 'wisdom to be found' he says, right now.

So I let go. I went to work. And did the clairvoyant medium colonoscopy as described above.

Then my case got canceled, the eleven o'clock one. But I had to come back at one.

I wasn't sure what to do? I wanted to sleep in the car but I brought the roadster. There was no back seat.

So I went for a walk. 

I walked to a strip mall. Ross said to go to the grocery store and 'get something to drink'. 

On the way, I booked an appointment for massage. I saw a dress shop, and I need something for a Gala Fundraiser tonight. I got a Vanilla Chai Protein Drink, which I knew on some level would be most of my lunch.

I bought three dresses and met a wonderful manager of the store. She helped me find the cuts that would enhance my  silhouette. She called it the 'va va voom'. I also bought two sweaters, at buy one get one half off. We get winter here in Los Angeles, and we wear sweaters instead of tee shirts.

Then I got my massage. If you get the hint--it was MORE than just the massage therapist working on me--I got guidance from Sandalphon to deeply relax. And I did. 

I also bought the 'stress buster' option. At the start of the treatment, as I lay face down, I heard something crack open, and she held something under my nose and said, 'Take three big breaths!'

I laughed inwardly--that's what I always say to my patients before I induce their anesthesia.

One the way to work I noticed the Voluspa company headquarters. I had never seen it before, or even cared. As I drove by I thought--stupid expensive overrated candles! After all, I have my new aromatherapy diffuser, right?

Well, that reaction in me always is the opposite of what turns out. I said I would never be a surgeon--guess what happened? Categorical surgery residency for two years! I said I would NEVER be a single mom--here I am! LOL

So on leaving the treatment area, I saw a beautiful candle in a tin named 'Laguna'.

Ahhhh! The Vortex!  I took a sniff, and I had to have it.

I waited the last case for a surgeon to come back from his office. It was nice, the team--a different one--and the cutest patient with only one tooth on bottom, so adorable and old. It was a joy for me to take care of him.

I ate a little soup at one thirty. I got clearance from the main OR to go home. And I went to the school.

Sandalphon also had me go to the crystal store with my boy (he's turning out to be a shaman), and to have a sandwich place for dinner, and have a quiet night.

I also, in that day, with his and Ross' guidance, I made peace with the one who had unintentionally set me back in spirit, and as a result, gave me this lesson of Sandalphon, and healing with his guidance to assist, that I share now with you.

Ross

Mother I am proud of you how you handled this. I know you were troubled, just as the two of us deeply were in a tailspin. We have self-righted.

Thank you for giving us the space and time that is necessary for us, the two of us who are twins, Carla and me, your children, to look forward to the life we have on the journey ahead.

Our reunion has been talked about for centuries, both up here and on Gaia.

It is time for us to ready for what comes next.

For all of us--including you who read these words.

I don't know when exactly, but at the time I am coming to take my Carla into my loving arms, and hold her very close.  

I want to let her know her mission is complete, and that only love and fellowship will come to her now. No more struggle. No more loss. No more pain.

(taps the ground) Right here on Gaia surface!

And that is for everyone who has ever lived on Earth, past or present--this message is for you as well--a time of no more suffering, abandonment, or harm is due to arrive.

(waves his hands) I know what the papers say about the headlines and the beheadings--Heaven is coming to Earth. And all of what sells the papers is going away. Soon. Mind you, this is a Galactic 'soon' which could stretch out to years of your earth time! But in Heaven where we are from, time stands still, so who can say what time is what? (he's joking).

Everything is on a crash heading and course for a grand awakening. Look at what Carla wrote today for the O.R. Five years ago, would you have ever imagined such a thing possible? Now in the past month, she has disclosed/monitored the subject three times in a clinical setting!

Namaste!

Peace!

I will sign off for both of us now,

Carla and Ross, the loving Illuminated Twin Flame couple, at Doctors With Reiki

P.S. Gypsy Jean, your candle lighting message helped us magnificently. Thank you. (he kisses your head) Peace.

Acceptance

I fed the snake today.

I have a snake. My boy wanted it as 'his' pet when he was five. I have what has been called a 'zoo', a 'menagerie'--I love animals and I am horribly allergic to cats, and dogs if they live inside. I have a bird, a turtle, and a fish in addition to the snake. Well, and some 'boarder' mice too. The child took care of everything for the cockatoo for two months before I bought the snake four years ago, to show he had responsibility and maturity to have him. That was the last I have seen of either character trait with the pets ever since--just like all parents discover--the novelty wears off quick.

Cecil is a ball python. He is very good-natured. I have written about him before.

I hate to feed him.

He eats live mice and rats. He is very picky--only fresh mice straight from the pet shop. The ones I've 'boarded' for a while don't 'smell' like mice. They smell to the snake like the bird, because they share the same room. So he won't eat them.

The good thing about the snake not eating some of the mice, is that the bird has some company. This morning I had five mice--all of them male, but in the past we have had the 'miracle of life' by accident...

For some reason today, I was having an exceptionally difficult time with the mice in the snake feeding box. I had three I brought from the pet ship this afternoon. I literally was shaking and making the transition symbol on them in their little bin, before one by one, they each went to snake.

I had to close the top on the box so I didn't have to look at them when the snake struck.

I am shown each mouse in spirit after it dies.

I am reassured that it is okay. The person who is with them has them wave to me. They smile...all of them smile, and wave--the spirit guide...and the recently transitioned mice.

It happened today.

Then I remembered why I hate so much to watch death...that's how Ross left me.

It was the worst thing I ever could have experienced. The wounds are deep. And they have stayed with me many lifetimes.

I cried while I was feeding snake.

I cried because of this world of death. And I begged to never have to experience the horror of witnessing anything die ever again! I begged everyone.

What was different, is that behind Ross--he's the one who smiles and shows the me dead mice--this time was a row of about twelve people in robes. Bearded people. SaLuSa was there too.

And I shared how this was never part of the plan, to have things keep on dying.  Even though the snake must live, I love him and don't want him to go hungry--the whole downside of Duality is the horrific way that so many 'leave' the Illusion.

And I cried over Ross. How I felt powerless. And guilty. With my intuition I had foretold this to him many a time, but he was steadfast in his efforts, and would not listen to my guidance to him in our last life together on earth.

Then it happened. The fourth mouse, was one from the 'boarders'. The snake quickly coiled and it died with minimum suffering...

He didn't eat it.

The snake killed one mouse, a 'friendly' mouse, and kept looking all over the cage for a 'better mouse'.

I had to take its corpse outside.  It's spirit told me it wanted to be buried with the compost.

I honored its wish.

When I was about to throw it in the hole, and cover it, it had one last word with me:  make new Life!

Then I really started crying because 'God takes away everything I ever loved and God does not want me to be happy!' I also said that I didn't understand! I would never understand! And it is horrible and pointless and painful suffering that has to stop at once!

I know this is total bullshit--with my logic and my spiritual experience as a medium. But the emotional wounds are just as fresh as ever. I love God. But I also have hit my limit in the 'growth department' on this 'lesson' a really really long time ago. I also saw quite clearly that those who had advised Ross on our son, were those behind his death, and that they knew exactly how to destroy my heart as they had studied me on the timelines...I asked God how this evil can exist?! And why didn't He put a stop to it a long time ago?

Ross asked me to sit on the porch swing. I lay down on it, on my back. SaLuSa told me something, but I started to get upset. I think it was about the necessity of Transition for the delicate ecosystems. It was logic, to make me feel better. Ross gently stepped in.

He talked to me of acceptance. Do you accept I wanted to die? Do you accept I thought of you, when I asked that maybe I wouldn't have to die? Do you accept how I looked when I died? When I died, I was up, above, and even though I was talking and you could hear me after a point I didn't feel--I was safe. (As his twin, I felt everything too. And the worst was when I felt his energy go silent--I felt not only everything leading up to his death, but his actual passing, too, and his soul was gone for the first time where I could not feel it. There is no worse torture for a Twin.)

He asked, do you still love me?

Do you still love me in death? Do you still love me that I did what I did to our boy? Do you love me through the pain that you experienced? Do you love me still? Do you love me through everything?

I said yes softly to every question he asked...

He held me a long time.

Then he told the people who were watching us, to make it so I would never have to be reminded of his death again. He explained to them that I've had enough. And I accepted it, that outcome, his leaving me through a horrific, painful, torturing death. It was time for everyone to move on. Out of respect for what we have experienced as a couple, and as Twins (it is never easy to watch a Twin die)--could I be given that consolation to be able to move ahead with our new life, unencumbered?

The answer from the twelve was 'yes'.

For all it's worth, I feel better.

I was given a lot of healing by the twelve after Ross got me through my last lesson, as in, my most recent one, not my last lesson I will ever learn or anything.

I think it's important to write this.

For other people and their Twin Souls are going to have this kind of healing to go through, as well.



Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,

Reiki Doc

The Visit

Late last night, as I was falling asleep, and saying good night to Ross, I felt a loving presence of a male, who placed his hand gently on my right arm. It wasn't Ross, as I saw him clearly, then this white blurry energy that was connected to the hand was there too.

I didn't know who it was?

I asked Ross, who said, why don't you ask him?

So I did...

It was my father! I didn't even recognize his energy signature! He has been gone five years now. And I really miss him. I cried and I cried just to be in his presence again. I cried like I did when I was little, because I knew and I trusted he would make things better for me when I was overwhelmed. He knew what to do. He always knew what to do, especially when I was scared of anything. And when I was little, I was scared--a lot! Of practically everything!

I asked him through my tears, are you better daddy? (mentally he wasn't in the best place incarnate--very 'lazy' toward the Light, although a good person in general).

He was.

Then I asked him, why did you die so soon?

He explained how he was at a  point in his incarnation, where he only would have racked up more karma, and gotten worse. It was like a stop-loss for him. Once he reached a certain level, he got sick and he died, so that he couldn't lower his vibration any more.

That made sense.

I told him how worried I was about my son, and how I didn't know what to do! (behavior problems). Father reassured me everything would be all right, and he would help me. As he said, 'I know kids.' (he was a sixth grade teacher). I relaxed just to know I wasn't on my own with this, that he shall help me too.

Then my grandma Lucille came. She is so much sweeter now she is in Heaven! And I hugged her and was so happy. She really cares about me. Before when she was alive I was just one of eleven grandchildren, and on the tail end of them too, if you know what I mean.

Grandpa Gilbert showed himself to me. In mediumship once with Tim Braun, he has said, 'I never really knew her.'  This time he was more warm. I offered him a candy--I forget what kind but I knew he always liked it. And he offered me one back, a Coffee Nip. They were his favorite.

Then Aunt Edna showed herself to me. In life we were very close. I was named after she miscarried and my parents asked if it was okay to use the name she had selected for her baby. It was a beautiful name. She said yes, and I always had a special bond with her. She was my confirmation sponsor too, helped me shop for my wedding dress, and threw me both my wedding and baby showers. (In our past life, I was Emma Houle, my great grandmother who died when my grandmother was four, and Aunt Edna was Emma's mother.Our three souls always reincarnate together. My grandmother and grandfather have reincarnated, I know who they are, but the people in the family they 'came back as' do not know so that part I won't share for their sake.)

I also saw briefly, Aunt Gertrude, my uncle's mom, and I was really glad to see her. She still had the same voice--a little gravelly--and always filled with love.

Then I saw the Great Aunts--Yvonne, Maud, Louise, and Alma. They were reminding me 'you are a Boucher!' of my strong, strong, very strong New England roots. I loved their being my like, four foot tall 'cheerleaders' and was greatly buoyed up by their support.

My Aunt Jean and Aunt Annette came, and I was delighted to see them.  I commented about how so many of the family is now dead!

Uncle Rene walked toward me. He had been paralyzed from a broken neck he had in a motorcycle accident way before I started medical school. As a result, he was always around, and I would call him for emotional support when I was going through my divorce in medical school. He was an engineer in life, and always very rational, but the accident had made a nice balance in his emotional side too. I poured my heart out to him many a time when I thought I just couldn't go on any more. He said he didn't know the answers, but he's been there too, and it gets better.

Uncle Rene picked me up gently, and lifted me up like a barbell over his head so I would KNOW just how strong and healthy he is now. And I did!

Then Roy came. Roy passed of lung cancer not too long after my Aunt Edna. His wife Sally and her were best friends in high school. The two families raised their kids together. Roy showed up once here--just so you could get an idea of what he is like. http://reikidoc.blogspot.com/2013/03/messages-from-my-patients-chapter-36.html

Then my nannu Filippo came. I totally lost it. We were very close in life. I was so happy to see him, someone from my mother's side. Aunt Teresa came, along with her sister, Jenny, who we called 'subbichenza'. I apologized to Jenny for being beaten by her husband. I didn't understand then, but I do now, and I felt so bad for her. She reassured me, and her husband Paul, even though I am still afraid of him, showed himself as 'better' and not like he was. I apologized to Uncle Frank for refusing to talk to him during my mediumship with Tim Braun--I had paid a lot for the hour, and I didn't want him, who was so mean to everyone--taking up the time with his message to my mother.

Then I saw my Nana Peppina, my great grandmother, who I had never met in life. She looked just like the pictures, and I was very delighted to finally had a chance to meet her. I met her husband, Nanu Giuseppe, too.

Then I wondered where my Nana Angelina was? I was closest to her in life, closer than my own mother. She came, and looked beautiful. I had a very short time with her, then she and Nana Filippo told me in Italian it was time to sleep.

I fell asleep in bliss surrounded by a circle of love from my ancestors.

It was a gift from Ross to me.

I thanked him with my heart, and drifted off to sleep.


Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,

Carla
Reik Doc


Ross:
This was my gift to her for a very tough lesson she had yesterday. Everything will be all right, and I wanted her to relax and heal gently with the reminder that all is not 'tough assignments'. It was her break, and she responded to it very favorably. I want you to know when it comes to seeing the deceased, it is easiest at bedtime for them to make the connection to your awareness. Simply put out the intent, just like Carla did for All Divine Assistance and HELP! at some point in your day, and remember, they can hear and they will arrive just as soon as possible. You also might not be aware of it, as they have been watching Carla for some time, with interest, and she is not aware of this until when they showed themselves to her last night.
They are also in the orbs in your digital images. For some reason they capture them with this technology. So if a ball of light shows up in one of your photographs, you just might want to ask Source, who that loved one is?

Healing On The USS Arizona and the Mighty Mo

The last time I was in Oahu, I took my son to see Pearl Harbor.

As a first stop, we toured the memorial to the USS Arizona.

And experienced spirit guide, my boy, told me he had seen a soldier's spirit while he was on board the memorial. He mentioned to him that he knew someone (Ross) who could take him to the Light.

The man thanked him, and went back to tell three more friends, so they could all Go to the Light together.

And they did.

I saw something different.

I was guided to sit.

I sat on the bench to the right when you first get off the boat. As I closed my eyes, I was underneath, inside the wreckage. Mind you, most of the crew that was lost had long since gone to the Light. These were the few 'stragglers'...

I came across a man in full fetal position, shocked and in horror at what was going on. I spoke to him, gently. He would not respond. I kissed him, and that got his attention out of his horror.

I explained there was more of this, and more joy and happiness, in the Light. He looked at me with distrust. I said, 'You can come back here any time you wish, but now is the time for you to go.'

I kissed him again, just to make it clear, his decision was between the energy of that kiss, and the energy of where he had been. He was responding to the Light.

Quickly, before he could change his mind, Blessed Mother came, and helped him to go to the Light.

Several more I helped in this way.

Then the Archangels came, and made a vortex together with me and Ross, who was standing at the opposite end of the memorial.

All the 'straggler souls' (there were several hundred, possibly more) in the whole harbor started coming in. Not just American but Japanese souls too.

Some of them recognized Ross, and with smiles on their faces, bolted and RAN to him, much to Ross' delight.

I saw some held back, and I asked the Buddha to come through, so they might see him and in fact, they did and he was soon surrounded by the lost with their loving arms extended to embrace him.

I felt a few more, and I thought, perhaps Shinto? So I asked for Confucius, or whoever would be most appropriate, and the last went to this figure.

Ross and the Archangels told me they would take care of the rest...

When I boarded the Missouri, I saw MANY ghosts hanging out on the decks. They were happy to be there, very proud of their service, and just liked 'hanging out'. They waved to me and called out because they knew I could see them.

I didn't acknowledge them.

On the tour, all was calm, until I hit the display room just past the mess hall and before the petty officer parts.

Ross said, 'sit!'

So in the dark I sat in a chair.

An angel came in and asked me how I felt about this place?

I said it made me sad! So much military and fighting and death and cooping up the men and so little of the Divine Feminine.

Then all the ghosts came by to notice me.

And I said, 'You can go back any time, why not take the chance to go to the Light?'

Some of them--Ross says, 'all of them'--did.

Then I asked, just like on the Arizona where I added healing and Divine Goddess Energy from Gaia (a BRIGHT light blue column of Light, a vortex from Gaia) along with Galactic and Agarthan Reiki to touch the hearts of everyone who goes to the memorial...basically, I claimed it for the Light....

I asked on the Missouri for Divine Father AND Divine Mother to come in, and to bring healing to this area. The boat was too big for me, and for my energy.

Divine Mother came.

I was reassured that fighting like this is now of historical interest only.

Then I left.

For the rest of the tour, I noted how much attention was placed on feeding the crew--three kitchens, three 'mess halls', one for officers (who had the front of the ship where it's less likely to make you seasick), the petty officers, and the crew--plus offices and offices to coordinate supplies for food.

Then I thought, if this much goes 'in' then how about what comes 'out'? Where are the toilets?

There were very few. I laughed at the imbalance.

And they also had a dentist! Of all the unusual things.

The crew slept in 'coffin boxes', and yet the officers had like, call rooms, and the first and second in command had luxurious accommodations.

I wondered the rest of the tour through the ship, how much like this a Galactic Mother Ship is like? And I hoped perhaps the accommodations were more similar and just for everyone, instead of the range of 'luxury' that was apparent on this battleship?

'Ihiuka by Makana

http://youtu.be/CwXJYzOQI-4

Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Reiki Doc

Lost Girl Found

This is a story.
I write it at the request of someone who is deceased.
This someone was my father...once upon a time...

Today I was eating my lunch at Au Lac. I sit at the counter. And Papa Ito came in! He is the ghost there,  the father of the chef. I have taken messages for him, in the past. I have been shown a miracle--a perfect red heart in the marble on the wall that is still present that Papa Ito pointed out to me.

Let me go back in the story, so you will understand.

I had such a strong desire to know Ito since the first day we met, my soul was longing for this reconnection every single day. I thought he was my twin flame, my twin soul! This silent raw vegan chef who I didn't know from Adam, felt like the kindest, warmest soul I had met in a long time. And there was something about him I couldn't place...

I kept coming back to figure it out. The one time I first saw Papa Ito, he came back to me at my home, and asked me to write for him a message. I wrote what Papa Ito asked me to write, and gave it to Ito--who gave no response whatsoever.

Then came the memory, and why I had to seek forgiveness.. Imagine this little boy above as Ito, only about three months younger and wearing only a diaper. Imagine the look of horror and shock on the boy's face as his father was holding him up over his head and shaking him violently. Imagine a frightened little girl not much older than him who was wanting to help but in fear for her own safety, holding back and having her heart torn in pieces by the suffering of her younger brother.

That was me.

And the memory stopped. I have no recollection of that life, except that I died young.

I asked Ito for forgiveness, for what I did in the past life. It would have been better to act, and to get hurt, for him to learn that there is someone who cares about him, and that anger and abuse is not right. Instead, I protected myself and stayed still and silent.

He forgave me. And I forgave him for my soul wanting to know him, reaching out, and his not giving me the time of day...for his letting my spirit ache for him for such a long time. The two karmas 'cancelled'.

So every time I see Ito, I want to make sure he feels like this. I had been buying him little presents and things to make him laugh before the memory for some time. I did not understand why I felt the need to do such things for him. Now I see that as his sister, I want his happiness more than anything, even if I am reborn and now younger than him, my soul connection to him is one of older sister.

I feel great pride every time I see my little brother and his accomplishments after a childhood as rough as ours.

I have been told by those close to him, that he once had a sister who had died.

I was told this after I shared my story which I had told no one except them and now as I tell you at the request of Father.

When Papa Ito came in today, I was feeling like this.

C:  Hi Papa! Long time no see! how are you?  (my heart filled with love for him)

PI: I drank.

C:  I know that Papa. Everyone knows that about you!

PI:  I hit. I was violent. 

C:  I know that too. (when I wrote the channelled message for Ito, there was an apology along those lines to him.)

PI:  (very long pause)  I killed you.

And then I saw an image, very clear, of a little girl and a struggle, and him striking her in anger with his bare hands, and her lying deathly still. It was true. My heart filled with love and forgiveness for him.

C:  Oh Papa! (I sensed that he wanted forgiveness, but there was nothing to forgive. All there was now was a powerful sense of love and family between us. It did not change.)

And with that, Papa Ito went away. He found peace.

For all of the interaction with Papa Ito, I have no recollection, or contact, with my mother from that life. I don't know why, and I don't question it.

The lesson that is here for each of us, is that love is more powerful than death, even when someone close to you in fact, kills you in a past life.

The reconnection is more important for the healing overall.

There have been other lives where I died in order to teach a soul lesson to help a struggling soul out of darkness;  in seeing the horror they had created, they woke up spiritually and began the journey home to the Light.

This is the energy of Papa Ito now. He is wise. He is loving. He is not affected by anger and chemicals. He has found his peace. He is joyful with the hope of helping his loved ones from where he is now.

Isn't that a miracle?




Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,


Reiki Doc

A Far Away Dream, A Far Away Place, A Far Away Hour

Two months ago I had spent the day with my boy and my mother. There was a family-get together at a local restaurant later that night. Mom wanted some time to get ready and my niece and nephew had to study, so we couldn't stay with mom or go over to my sister's house.

Mom lives about an hour away from our home. It wasn't worth it to drive home only to drive all the way back.

So we had some time to kill.

My boy wanted to go to a park. My home town where I grew up has lots of beautiful parks. So I took him to the one that was closest to us.

Quickly we found a playground. There were children playing on it but there were two swings open.

I enjoy riding the swings. I always have. And when I go to the playground with my boy, I often swing right next to him just to keep him company.

This swing was different.

It was the same kind I used to ride while I was a child. It had the same squeak of the metal. It had the same smell of the park. Although the actual park I went to when I was little is across town (my parents moved when I was fourteen), I was instantly transported back in time to that memory.

I could feel the contentment of being an only child, with my beautiful mother in her fashionable outfit and hair, pushing me on the swings for as long as I would like. I could feel the sun, smell the grass, and hear the music that was playing on the radio at the picnic table not too far away.

And I was content.

My being a swing set philosopher goes way back.

I used to start every morning riding the swing in my back yard. Mother would help me get dressed for school, I don't remember if I even ate breakfast, and OUT I would go into the fresh morning of our back yard. Many times there would be dew on everything, even the seat, and I would have to wipe it carefully so as not to stain my clothes.

I sang 'Jerimiah Was A Bullfrog' at the top of my lungs, riding that swing, thanking God for the opportunity to be alive.

And I thought about my life, and what I wanted to do with it. And my family.

I thought about how chaotic the relationship between my mother and my younger sister had been--the sister would not poop and the mother screaming with frustration is only one example---and the contrast with the fresh morning air and solitude was highly welcome to my soul.

What IS the memory?

How is it that it transports us back in time at the whiff of a scent we once knew? Or seeing a reminder --for example, when going through her old things, my mother asked if I would like the clock that was on the wall while I was growing up. It was a handsome clock, and looked like an antique watch and was made of wood. So much horror overcame me while I looked at that watch--all the memories of mother yelling and screaming, of me standing in the living room with her brushing my hair with a plastic brush. BAM (brush contacts head at top), pull (brush comes down against knots in hair), OUCH! (hard bristles scratch my entire ear).  The one time I flinched and showed pain at the brushing of my ears, not even asking her to stop, my mother started screaming in chemical-fueled rage and threw the brush across the room as hard as she could at the front door.

I had to remind myself that I am a grownup now, and can protect myself against her anger, and the memory of it.

I declined her offer, politely, and thanked God for all the personal growth so I could love her as she is, temper and all, AND be emotionally safe and protected at the same time.

If memory has the power to transport us instantly in place and time, if this just a random occurrence that only goes backward in time?

Or does the CONSCIOUSNESS retain this ability to move anywhere, anytime, in an instant, not just in meditation, but in our hearts, once our natural abilities are not longer blocked by 3D, duality, and The Veil?

In mediumship, the Consciousness is able to do some pretty amazing things.

So is Reiki Healing--I once sent a healing to a friend who was in trouble in Hawaii, which is five hours away. She felt the calm hit her instantly, the minute I sent it.

With HSZHN, we who are Reiki trained CAN and DO send Reiki across distance and time.

Is it possible that memory, Reiki Healing, and mediumship are quantum energetic experiences that do not ''follow' the restrictions of 3D, Duality, and The Veil?

And what is going to happen when we all arrive at once, as humanity, into the Higher Realms?

It's worth thinking about it, isn't it?

I love you all so very much.

I look forward to Awakening together in the New Energies of New Gaia.

Not A Bad Thing by Justin Timberlake

http://youtu.be/0SMqtLI1d1k

OMG this song has been going over and over in my head the whole time I was writing this! I might as well share...

Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Reiki Doc

Mediumship: Comforting The Widow

Last night I did a gift of spiritual service for a widow.

It was both an honor and a pleasure to help the husband and wife reconnect emotionally once more.

He was a mechanic who died suddenly, leaving her with two young adult children. I felt him loud and clear. He was so polite he even excused himself because he knew I had only one half hour to give in my busy schedule. My son, who was supposed to set the timer for his homework, didn't. And I was unable to see a clock from where I was. So the husband kindly kept track of the time.

What is mediumship?

I have a bandwidth on my soul that allows me to communicate with those who have passed. I don't know why it's like this. But it has pretty much always been this way for me. It took a little training and some practice to get proficient at it,  Fortunately there are classes you can take for this purpose, and I have taken them.

Here are some of the key steps to mediumship:

Protect the Space and Establish The Connection To Source:

I asked the archangels to create a safe space for this communication to take place. I also shielded myself energetically since I am an empath and want to keep my vibration from being affected by the emotion of the widow. A big part of this is letting go and trusting what 'comes in'.

Introductions and Explaining What To Expect With The Client:

Although this service was a gift, I needed to let the widow know how much time we had, and that I was open and ready for whatever messages came through and questions she would like answered.

Actual Mediumship:

I heard him come in loud and clear. He explained how he had actually missed several accidents and extended his life contract as much as he could, but when it was his time, it was his time, and that was why it was so sudden. He reassured her of his love and appreciation of her. He also had a message for his children who have stepped up in their responsibility to work hard and help with the family in his absence. He said he was happy where he was. There was no pain. She was the best thing that ever happened to him; he was happy the whole time he was married to her. And she was just as beautiful to him now as the day they first met.

He says he sees her at night, but she can't remember. He takes her dancing because she likes dancing. 

His mother also came in for a message. She explained how when she died, she missed her son very much. Now he is with her. She understands the feeling of separation the wife is having now, because of how she felt when she first passed and could not have contact with her son. She loves her daughter-in-law very much, and misses her. She explains how because she has been there longer, she can also make the messages and signs come through to her daughter-in-law during the day, perhaps with pennies or other small signs that in her heart the daughter-in-law will know that it came from her. She reassured the widow that her husband is well-taken care of and doesn't want for anything where he is. And she said to talk to her, in Spirit, in her heart. She will listen. And there is a photograph in the house that is framed, with her in the group, and to talk to that for focus as well.

Clarification and Education About Basic Spiritual Facts:

Does it hurt you to do this? the widow asked me in earnest.

Oh no! Not at all! I am happy to do this for both of you.

Why did he pick you to send the message? she asked (I had transcribed a message from him about three months ago.)

Her husband said that when I spoke with his former boss about his death--the boss was very supportive and present at the hospital every day--he felt the boss and my kindness.He knew I would make a message for what he wanted to say, not what I THOUGHT he wanted to say. And besides, she sticks out like a sore thumb up here!

When she found out he will be waiting for her to help her cross over, she wanted to know how long she has to wait to be with him again. This is a natural and healthy question. Fortunately for me, her husband laughed and said where he is there is no time! And when her lessons and assignment is complete, he will come for her. In the meantime, he wants her to enjoy life for both of them. He was very practical--he said you live in a beautiful part of the world, with housing and food plentiful. It is a blessing so why not enjoy it? (they were refugees from Viet Nam, or 'boat people', and had experienced hardship.)

The Tears Of Joy At The Reconnection:

This part of mediumship is difficult. Once the client feels that this IS in fact their loved one, tears naturally flow. It is beautiful and wonderful to feel the emotions of both the deceased and the client. This was a beautiful relationship to witness, and I was happy to know that the peace and comfort that was going back and forth between them was healing on such a deep level for them both. And their mother in law! But at some point it has to end. I always like to close the session as gently as can be done. It's not forever, the joyful reconnection. And at some point, I have to stop and go on to the next thing. It is entirely natural for the client to want it to go on forever. This is the part of living behind the veil I find most painful to experience, both in myself and in others.

Mediumship is a very powerful tool in healing. It helps us to recall both the pleasures and the pain with our loved ones. And forgiveness which has not taken place is always one of the biggest benefits of having a session. There are questions answered, and an opportunity for love to heal whatever might have not yet been settled between them.

Father passed five years ago today. The angels took him--he went with them willingly--at about eight p.m. at his home, surrounded by his loved ones.

I was there for his last breath.

We benefitted very much from two mediumship sessions (I actually went to three, the first one he was too shy. Between us there was one issue to resolve.) shortly after his death.

Last night I saw him for the first time, right when I was falling asleep. I saw his face, just as clear as ever. It gave me great comfort to look in his eyes once more. He started talking to me, and all I remember is 'all is forgiven between us?' I said 'yes, absolutely!' and I conked out.

He had the pulmonary fibrosis. He couldn't get enough oxygen to his tissues. At the end he got so winded he couldn't even brush his teeth without having to stop and catch his breath. Mom ended up doing it for him. He was always very careful with taking good care of his teeth. He had a beautiful smile.

I am so glad I saw it once again last night!

Happy Birthday in Heaven, Daddy. 

I love you very much.

Bye.

Aloha and mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Reiki Doc

P.S. Learning Reiki really opens one up to the psychic gifts. Mediumship is one of them. So if you would like to be able to do what I just did, even if you never in your life are interested to heal others with Reiki, taking Reiki one or two is enough to 'boost' your ability to 'connect' through mediumship, clairvoyance, clairaudience, and clairsentience/claircognizance too.