Good Morning! How Was Your Sleep?

Good morning,

I am one of the most fortunate women on Earth: I work with Spirit.

It is like dancing with a partner out on the Dance Floor. Things happen between you when you are together that nobody else will ever know, or see.

When I was in med school, many of us enjoyed learning to ballroom dance. There were events on campus, clubs, and we would go as a group. During morning breaks we would practice in the lounge. And on Wednesday nights, all of us would go and dance at a Salsa club called Pechanga (not the casino, it was on 6th street).

I would just drink water and dance the night away. At eight and at ten were the 'lessons'. The women would form a circle, and men also forming a circle inside the women's circle, and we would randomly match up and dance, then every few minutes, change partners and work on the steps together with them.

I'll never forget the guys that smelled like beer and would tell me what to do and who were clueless about what is going on. I just waited for that part of the lesson to be over. They felt like I was  dancing with lead, dead weight, always going the wrong way.

But because I was good, sometimes the really good dancers noticed. And later, on the dance floor, they would come ask ME to dance with THEM.

What a treat! They not only knew what to do, they had fun with it! And as we moved effortlessly on the dance floor, guess what we would talk about? They would give me tips on how to dance even BETTER! Most of these guys were older, but they had a way about them that was so nice to be around. I even learned that in dance, you don't want to move too much, especially your hips. It's 'sexier'.

Salsa is fun, it's a three-count beat. But my favorite is merengues. I am not sure how to spell it, but it is a two-step that goes really fast. I always crack up when I dance it; I love it so!

Life with me and Spirit is very much like dancing with the 'excellent dancer'. There is a lot more that is going on than meets the eye. All of it for my improvement, to help make me a better Light Worker, and just for my fun.

I am always telling you about things, not the personal things, but the in-general things, to spark your own enthusiasm for your spiritual development. The more you 'connect', the better life gets! It is as simple as that.

This morning, when I woke up, just a few minutes before, I was 'sent' this song by Jason Mraz.

My strongest 'messages' come in the morning like that.

There is one who 'talks to me' in songs. It is my Twin Flame? I am not sure. It doesn't feel like it, but I hope it might. The song is romantic, and romance is an awesome way to start my day.

And if it isn't, then something might 'turn up' today?  Sometimes my messages are 'prophetic'. But then only after the fact I discover it.

Guess what I wrote about, the last blog post before I met my Twin Flame? On January 10 or 11 this year, I posted 'Double Kokopelies'! How random is that? We are both going to teach each other by laughter? Is it all 'trickster' god between us? I have no clue! But that is a prophecy in itself, the timing of that message that was triggered by a gift from a seven-year old classmate of my son that night.

Look at the words in this song. That is why I chose this version.

Aren't they wonderful?

So I start my day with that--absolute WONDERFUL, from Spirit, or my Twin Flame, or just from the Universe.

As I get ready for my day--and it is going to be a big one--two different O.R.'s, the first with my favorite vegetarian plastic surgeon. I always look forward to working with him. Even if I have to call his patients the night before surgery, and drop my son off extra early the minute the doors open at school. Sometimes to make the horrible early hours better on us, we go get donuts. Our favorite is the Cinnamon Bun. No it is not RAW but it is vegetarian, and every once in a while we work so hard we just deserve a treat. (I can say I eat a lot LESS donuts at one sitting though because of my lifestyle changes. They are 'too sweet'.)

When I learn what the song 'means', I will come back and share it with you. Until then, time to get ready wiki wiki. Pack lunches, feed animals, dress myself, dress my son, and go!

BTW, yesterday I got rid of the mice. I took them all back to the pet store where they take them no questions asked.

Why? Not only was the snake not eating them--I need to get new ones that 'smell better' for him from the store, he is 'picky'. Guess what nasty thing I learned that mice do? They cannibalize. Yesterday morning I saw another half-dead mouse I gently scooped out and gave Reiki and let him die in peace. Another mouse was chewing on him! This is the third one I have seen die at the 'hands' of the others in two weeks! No more. I am sick of it. Much as I love them, I am throwing them out. I don't need to be taking care of cannibal mice any more. I give them plenty of food and water, so they are not hungry. But for some reason, this batch seems to want to eat everybody up. Not in my house! No way. Even the snake wouldn't do anything like that.

I have an extra betta tank I had bought when the betta died about one year ago. I think I will set that up to keep the bird company. I like having fish. There is a white one at the pet store I like. We have had the red and the blue. I think I will get the white one and name him 'Ghost'...

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Baby Rats and Adult Cats

Bob Barker is right. There are a lot of unwanted pets out there. I wish to raise the attention to two groups right now. 

The first are baby rats. Having had a litter of six recently, due to my not being able to tell the difference between the sexes of rats, and my wanting for the grown-up rats not to be lonely. They seemed happy together. No wonder why--they were on their honeymoon! Mom got big and fat, and as soon as I put her in her private cage, six wonderful babies came out!

I had hopes of keeping them as pets, by handling them frequently, and loving them. I wanted something cute and cuddly to hold. They were not much trouble at first. But the deeper you get into something, the more you learn, and the truth comes out.

Rats have a vicious reproductive cycle. Their fertility is so high that the mother can get pregnant after giving birth. The last pinkie pops out, and BANG! Papa gets her pregnant. If that does not work, she gets in heat every five days. And if Papa is persistent, she can go into heat because of his efforts. What I have learned is that the best of intentions isn't enough to raise a good pet. They are bred that way. For their personality. The ones that squirm a lot and try to get away just don't make good pets. 

That way, the vicious cycle perpetuates itself: feeder rats beget feeder rats. I just dropped off three obese mice and six small rats (four weeks age, weanable) at the local pet shop. I just did not have the time to take care of them all. They are almost able to get each other pregnant, and mom too. It would have been an explosion of pets.

Did I try to give them away? Yes. I had no takers. Did I try to give them to a pet store that doesn't sell feeder rats? I did. They only accept them from the licensed breeder. They took my number in case someone who couldn't afford one wanted one. They also suggested Craig's List. 

I took my pendulum out and working with it helped me to decide. I think I wrote a post on Pendulum 101 in the past. Pendulums are very accurate. And with a good conscience, I came to the conclusion that feeder pets are feeder pets, and at least they were loved and off to a good start in my house.  Mom and dad are together again. I had to give them a little happiness, to take away the pain of the babies leaving their mom. When the next ones come, which I enjoy taking care of immensely, I will face a decision about all of the pets.

What are my options? Fix mom. Give them all away to the reptile store (no questions asked). Keep Dad and give mom with pinkies to pet store. Either way, I will use my pendulum to help me arrive at the decision that is of the greatest benefit to all.

Who benefits from the babies? The pet shop owner, who will make a profit on the six small rats and three mice. He will make thirty dollars in rats and about eight in mice. Do I want to negotiate a deal with him? No. He was kind enough to take them off my hands. He won't have to order from the breeder, so he will make pure profit on them.

The thought I am thinking is this: in Nature, without man's intervention, animals are in balance. Except in drought and famine, for example. But here in Southern California, we have encroachment. People get upset over wild animals. The coyotes eat their pets. All cats have to stay indoors. Life span for an outdoor cat is one year. The mountain lions frighten everybody. And the rabbits eat their gardens. At Casta Del Sol, the newspaper says they allow shooting of rabbits at sundown. Exterminators are hired for this purpose because the residents get angry that their gardens won't grow. And yet the natural balance for the rabbit, the coyote, is not allowed to do its thing?!? This is ludicrous. Absolutely ludicrous!

And here I am with too many rodents in captivity and a snake that won't eat! (it won't do frozen)

This brings me to the adult cats. They do not do well in another home. I was talking with an L&D nurse yesterday. They had adopted an adult cat, and it had weird habits. It used to jump into the tub all the time and drink the drips. Apparently it had not been given enough water in its prior home. It wasn't friendly and did not like the home environment. It clawed up the furniture, and was given back to the adoption place.

People give up their adult cats for adoption, without being informed about the truth: people only want kittens. There is good reason for this--adult cats do not do well in new homes. And consequently, many adult cats do not make it through the week at the shelter. They are euthanized because they do not make it to good homes. Perhaps a no-kill shelter will keep them for life, in crowded conditions that lead to stress and illness. This is true for dogs in shelters, too. They often have disease, and do not have the best dispositions. They live unloved in the kennel their whole life.

What I want to express is that Nature is in delicate balance. Man's intervention can help or hurt this balance. It is my hope that some of you reading this, will take healing and energy, as well as Divine Truth, to heart, and help find a solution for all these animals in need of balance.

Neuter or Spay, as Bob Barker says. Bob is getting up in years. Who is going to take up the fight?

Namaste,

Reiki Doc