Gaia News Brief 23.11.2014

A Miracle!

There is a Vietnamese woman at work, wife of a famous neurologist, who is also on the administration for the hospital and very high up.

She prays.

She prays for the son of the chef, who has schizophrenia, and chooses to live on the streets and stay away from the family.

She prays for my son, who was suicidal in June, due to bullying at school over his obesity.

She prays for her son, who is adult, and has bipolar disorder. His father took him off the Lithium because there is a very small chance to develop Parkinson's from it--and instead her son went to the lowest depths of despair--it took him four months to get back to where he was and back on the Lithium again...

We all three--chef, Vietnamese lady, and me--pray for each other.

I shared with her my son is BETTER! And how he likes school, even, and it's amazing how this change has been!

I thanked her for her prayers, and shared I am praying for her son too (his name is Christian) every day (I send Reiki).

She looked at me and said, over her big bowl she had brought from her office for our noodle soup at the doctor's lounge--the pho Vietnamese noodle soup--'God wants us to have PATIENCE!'

She is right...



Polona and Ascension Pioneers

If you haven't met her yet, she just might have some videos that are of interest and help to you. Here is one I just watched:

Mastering Aloneness (click to watch)

I'm going to take this up one notch--with your guides and your Twin Flame--know they are ALWAYS connected. But lately, I've had some 'alone' time from Ross--I think this has been done to help me get acquainted and accept my Higher Self...And as I move toward my HS, Ross comes back every now and then.

My idea of Twins was to do EVERYTHING TOGETHER and never leave, like BFF's, yes?

It's not the same. We love each other deeply, and there is no other who could ever take the place of our Twin. But even with a Twin, we still have our own lessons, our own growth, our own connection to Spirit...

So take what comes, and enjoy it. Navigate the growth of your soul! There are no 'mistakes', only 'lessons'...


A Pr;ayer for Those Who Suffer

My first toe joint on my right foot hurts when I walk. Motion is limited. And from my heart came this prayer, 'Thank you God for everything else that works!'

Sometimes we tend to focus on 'the problem', and this actually manifests it worse than it has to be. So accept it. Take responsibility for it. Do everything you can to heal it. (Mine is soaking, healing codes, Diamond Reiki, and going to see a specialist when I get the chance. I am also talking to my foot and learning the 'lesson' and 'message' it has to teach me.)

And give THANKS for everything else that is still healthy!!!


Getting to Know my Higher Self

I had some questions, and something from Polona caught my eye. I tried to watch it--and it just wouldn't open up! That was my HS saying 'no'!

The next one I watched, I was riveted, and it really helped for the most part. Until Polona said, 'channelers give their power away'.

I know where my power is. It's here, in my heart, and it's my connection to SOURCE.

For me, when I channel, or work as a medium, it is no different than talking on the telephone! This is because I am a conscious channeler, and I know every moment who I am, where I am, and what I am doing.

I have only channeled falsely one time, and it was 'Metatron'. This being looked like him, sounded like him, although I have not really ever met him before in any way. I read a book by some guy whose name I can't recall, but he had financial problems, and went to Reiki sessions and training in Jamaica with SaEnya McBean, and they channeled people during their sessions, including Metatron, who said, 'you are a bridge' and to 'trust'. He was 'special'...

Well the guy hadn't really divorced his wife, and his business fell apart, and he was trying to set himself up as a religious entity to get donations from the readers of his book! And shortly after I read the book, the lost a lawsuit and went to jail in L.A.  That's a leader?

This healer showed 'bad fruit'--and I'm not sure if it was the true Metatron or not, with them, but with me? It was definitely NOT from Source.

And it can happen to anybody. If it does, it's not your fault. Just move on to something else if that happens to you and tell the liar to go away--the liar is the being who tells you he or she is someone else and it's not them.

I always go by the energy signature--and there is never any fear or uneasiness when it is the real thing. When it's super real, you cry.

See if you can get a feel for my energy signature, and my HS, in this:  http://www.reikidoc.blogspot.com/2014/11/getting-to-know-my-higher-self.html

From Carla

Last night, I told my HS I love her. Right when I was getting into the elevator to go to my call room. I could tell she was touched. And I meant it.  Even through I don't understand, I choose love, and share it back with her. And I get an incredible surge of warmth in my chest when I do. I wonder if that is her sending Love back?

This morning I looked on the computer to see if there are any patients on the labor deck. At six I always get calls to go up and place epidurals, but I leave the hospital at seven, and my replacement LIKES the room all empty for him the minute he comes in (there is 'checkout' like a hotel depending on who is coming in).

I must say I resent call. It's been since 1994 that I have spent nights in the hospital away from my home. Now I can't do anything. Not even much blogging. I just eat and sleep. I think it's time for me to go. I used to do projects and pay bills and schedule things...now I don't want to watch anything. The energy in this room has lowered significantly. There is an Egyptian lady doctor who is the most 'financially motivated' I know. And I sense her frustration--because when she works it's slow, and she doesn't get enough cases (we get paid by the case). I could clear it if I wanted to but I don't even want to do the work to do that! LOL

Anyhow, back when I first started taking call, we had paper charts. We wrote by hand orders, notes, and looked up lab results only on a computer. The plus side was you could see other's notes, and cardiologists always used fountain pens so they were easy to find. I enjoyed seeing the energy of others on paper. Handwriting captures that. But you had to sign all you verbal orders and hunt down charts.

Now we are electronic. And I can see old notes that are legible, but have 'note bloat'--too much data to be helpful. I also don't feel the energy any more due to the templates that are 'filled in'. All the docs pretty much sound the same. But for this morning? It was easy because I could look and didn't have to go upstairs to check.

Everything has its ups and downs. And the change from the paper chart to the electronic medical record is a kind of 'ascension' in itself.



Peaches

Before Team DWR--the Request

Dear DWR, Please send Reiki to our beloved Peaches, he's struggling with multiple health conditions and getting pretty weak. Please send Reiki to Peaches' family too. He holds a grandfatherly presence in our family; he's so special. Thank you, peace, infinite blessings!




After Team DWR--the Result

Dear DWR, thank you so much for the Reiki yesterday for our 18 year old cat Peaches and our family. I felt tingles for two hours straight, it was so comforting. Bless you all! We are sadly looking at euthanizing him soon. When the time comes, is there anything I can do to help him transition? I am not yet trained in Reiki. Thank you for any suggestions.


( I gave the link to the Transition Symbol)

Ross

I am here, and Carla is 'there', but in our hearts we are always together. I come visit her often through the day. The last time I was there, I assisted as she placed an epidural. My energy was behind her to love and support her through her task.

It isn't easy, and today they had changed the epidural kit, and the catheter. There are two her hospital uses, and this one is flimsy plastic and Carla has always gotten her wet taps with the use of this catheter. In her hands, the needle felt flimsy, and would misdirect and bend as she worked. The connection from the glass syringe to the needle was not right, and Carla couldn't get the feel for the air loss-of-resistance (that is her technique) because it would leak out the hub. The first two epidurals of the day were total shots in the dark. They went in, but it wasn't pretty and Carla lost her confidence.

It is also in her hands--it's been well below the once-a-week call you need to keep your hands 'in shape', and she felt lost at first. The spinal for the c-section was a piece of cake. But talking needles, the spinal one is one size thinner than the smallest i.v. for pediatric (25 and 24). And the epidural one is one size thinner than the needle Carla uses to draw up drugs or place i.v. for big cases. (17 and 16).

So Carla gave up! She said, 'Ross, I hate this that they go changing my kit on me without my input--they only look for the cost savings! I need HELP!'

And I came!

It is okay for you to do this!

I will help you, your HS will help you, Michael will help you, Raphael...Divine Mother will come...

It is not against the rules.

And you don't have to like everything that is asked of you.

Just like me (points to himself and looks extra handsome). Because I feel sad all the time if you don't (OOOOH! He is making a joke! He has the best sense of humor, ever! It's a little 'dry').

(He clears his throat).  Carla is waking up to the Higher Realms with delight! And so are you.

Hold on to your task. Do them well. With love.  Always try to get a little 'truth' and know there isn't always 'one answer'. The only answer is the one that is 'right' for you. And you are to test and test and test until you are satisfied with the results. Use the pendulum, ask one who knows, go in Nature and see what 'feels right'.

Forever and ever I shall be with you. (taps the seat next to him, and I know, it's for me...he implies I will be too, and it is my promise to always be there for you in my heart and with all my energy)



Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,

Ross and Carla
the Reiki Doc Twins

Ross says this is 'Our Song' and you can expect to hear it when you communicate with us. He wants this version, the X Men version, a movie I have never seen, and I don't know the message.

I hope it is meaningful to you?

I trust Ross, and I know he wants it to be so.

'Take Your Star Family To Work' Day

It seems like lately there is an interest in anesthesiologists--almost as if there is one more post on that sign post, that points to the right and says 'anesthesia' on it.

The other night at dinner, my boy and I had the following conversation:

kid: Mom, you don't actually DO the surgeries. You just give the DRUGS so they can do them, right?

mom: Yes, that's pretty much how it works?

kid: Mom? Do you give them HEROIN?

mom: (surprised) Well actually there is no clinical use for Heroin. But what I do is have access to the strongest drugs in the hospital in that family--morphine, dilaudid, fentanyl, demerol, remifentanil, and duramorph--and give them to my patients so they don't have pain in surgery. I have a little key I wear around my neck, and I have a lock box full of these drugs that only anesthesia has access to at all times. Nobody else in the hospital can give them in the way we do. As a matter of fact, every time I write orders in the hospital electronic system, I have to justify what I am giving and why because it is so much. Anesthesia physicians are the only ones in the hospital who are trusted with these very potent medications. (well, CRNA's too)

kid: (gets bored and changes the subject)

I Wanna Be Sedated by The Ramones

http://youtu.be/jjfcggmk9MU

We my boy wasn't the only one who wanted to know what I do--my Twin Flame wanted to come to my work the other day.

Ross is in Spirit,  across The Veil, and is a Galactic. I clarified because I know he is always able to watch me, and was not sure why he needed to be present but I gave my consent.

I didn't even notice him there, his Presence. Just a little bit, from time to time, far off in the back. That was cool--that he was interested in what I do, and also that he knew how to observe and not be like some of the non-medical 'observers' who job-shadow you, ask too many questions, and get in the way...I love those students but sometimes they don't 'get it' that you have someone's life in your hands, and that you really have to pick the time to talk to them because you have to pay attention to your patient, you know?

Here is what Ross saw:

• The Surprise--An LMA did not seat right. The patient desaturated on induction, but after I had taken off the gloves. I had to give my team directions on how to assist me as I put on a new pair of gloves, took the LMA out, put in an oral airway, and masked the patient using two-man mask ventilation and coaching the nurse who was squeezing the bag the whole time.  That LMA went in FINE, just like it does every day, there was no reason for this to happen and it couldn't have happened at the worst possible time (when I thought everything was 'okay'). But I handled it with confidence and fast action and faster thinking, and the patient did okay.
• The Angel--the little old lady who did something less than three people have ever done in the O.R.--she gave ME advice on a soul level as I got into the aura and did Reiki on my patient. God is going to have a healing for YOU. She smiled and said as she stood in Spirit to the right of the surgeon as he worked, from my view at the head of the table. The loving confidence in her tones was as touching as the message itself. I checked on her in PACU later, like I always do to make sure people who are to go home after surgery are ready. She smiled at me, and assured me everything was fine. Instinctively I reached out and touched her gently on the head--I could feel the curls in her perm a little crunchy--and said, 'You are ready to go now, as much as we would like to keep you here with us...' with pure unconditional Love and Gratitude in my heart. She smiled as only a human angel can smile, and relaxed because I let her know she was loved and appreciated for being our patient.
• The Guy With The Scary Airway--the surgeon had no concept of the danger that was presented by the history of radiation to the neck. He was working on a different part of the body. But I spent a long time in pre-op interviewing this patient, making 'chit-chat' but at the same time seriously examining everything to make sure the anesthetic plan was going to work and going to be safe. It was, and everything went on beautifully.
• The Tragedy--fortunately, this case of 'getting one last good thing' out of someone who is going to die from overwhelming disease went to a colleague. They took my OR, and I had to go down the hall to an open one for my next case in my lineup. 
• The Life-Changing Neurological Injury--This is a survivor of serious life-threatening injury, who has been severely incapacitated as a result. The mind is sharp, but the rest of the body is very impaired in its functioning. The talk in Pre-Op Holding was the most important part of this case. Patients with this condition are trained to 'direct their care'. It was almost like we were interviewing each other for a job! I was able to demonstrate my knowledge and confidence with handling the anesthesia for this condition, and also led the team in the O.R. to deliver the highest possible care to this patient who was having a different surgery that was not related to the injury. I saw the look in the care-giving spouse's face that the 'nightmare was over' on the anesthesia part for the surgery. That look was one of the most rewarding things I have ever experienced in all of my years taking care of patients in the hospital.
• The Fighter--This was a first--the patient woke up on time, but didn't like the breathing tube. I removed it, and the patient didn't like the oral airway. I took it out. They were clearly awake. Then the patient didn't like the oxygen mask from the circuit, and started to grab at my wrists to take the mask off. But the patient didn't breathe as they fought the oxygen. They turned BLUE. Again I directed my team, but the struggle between all of us and the blue patient was physical. There were three of us and we were losing against the patient. So something inside me said, 'F%*# it', and I reached to the anesthesia gas on the circuit and cranked it all the way up. 'You are going BACK to sleep!' and in three breaths (that's how long it takes when it is cranked all the way up), this patient was relaxed and calm and normal pink color again in no time. The second emergence from anesthesia was smoother. A little help was needed in recovery room to get this one to breathe and not fight, but it wasn't like before. The patient could listen and with loud reminders, take a deep breath. Clearly this one had undiagnosed obstructive sleep apnea--the behavior was classic--and also some sort of anxiety disorder that could have used medical treatment.

Ross was very quiet, and observing all, without my really being aware of it. It wasn't until I was catching up on my billing slips that I began to see more of myself and my anesthesia skills I have amassed over the years in practice--the diseases of my patients had included unstable chest pain, atrial fibrillation, multiple sclerosis, quadriplegia, angioedema to dilaudid, cancer, morbid obesity, chronic pain, broken bones, gynecology issues, kidney stones that get lodged in the ureter, even a broken odontoid (look that bone up! And the surgery for it. It's a trip!)...

It was as if I looked at myself for the first time, and saw how much I enjoy helping people and how much I add to the clinical care with my skills and knowledge and fast intervention when problems come up.

Then I felt Ross!

I also noticed the Love of my coworkers for me, and their noticing my new Happiness because of Ross. They don't know about him, but it shows...and they ask why I am in such a good mood and so happy.

The surgeon with the back pain who is getting the daily distance Reiki treatments, same as all of you, noticed a significant improvement in her back pain within one week of her asking for Reiki.

Profile of An Angel--Mama Flor

Mama Flor is a feisty Latina who is not even five feet tall. She brings much love and Light to the O.R., and she is very much loved. For example, she talks to St. Jude about me, and lights candles and gave me her rosary to wear around my neck, until my thyroid situation is 'all cleared up'. (there were two masses, one large enough to need to be removed, but benign, and the other, looks not so good but was too small to test with a needle. I need to follow up with my ENT, but the holidays made a delay.)

She told me, in private, that she is retiring soon. The people at social security told her, 'Wow! Congratulations!' They explained she had worked fifty years straight, with no time between jobs or drawing any benefits early. She was going to have a nice income after she retires.

Flor said, 'I am going to enjoy my money before I die.'

Here is the story she told the O.R. earlier in the day, much to our delight...

She was new to the hospital and was working upstairs. She was in a patient room, and was trying to lift something to clean in the room. She didn't realize it was a commode, with a bedpan full of pee and poop in it. She felt resistance, and she lifted. She lifted hard. And then next she new, the bedpan splashed all over her, from head to toe, with pee and poop.

She jumped immediately into the shower and was crying and washing herself off, right there in the patient's room.

Her supervisor came looking for her.

Supervisor to patient: Where is Housekeeping?

Patient: In the shower.

Supervisor has a look of shock: Why is THAT?

Patient: It doesn't look good.

Supervisor looks in the shower: Flor? Why are you there?

Flor, in tears: Don't make me explain what happened just look at the floor and that explains everything!

Supervisor: Oh my God, Flor! What can I do?

Flor: Please get me a clean uniform. Please get me some mouthwash and a toothbrush because it went in my mouth. Please go to OB and get me the underwear because mine is all wet. 

Her supervisor got her all of those things, and Flor wore her wet bra underneath.

Isn't this like like of earth? The experience of Duality? The shock and horror of the density of being in 3D, with time, and competition, and unclear truth? http://heavenletters.org/slaying-the-dragon.html

It makes you feel like you are covered in human wastes!

Yes Flor got clean. She learned. And it never happened again. Plus, her supervisor and patient were sympathetic to her plight.

The moral of the story is this: no matter what you experience on Earth, in your Life, you will be cleaned and made fresh and comfortable as if nothing unpleasant ever happened when all is said and done...

Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

P.S. For two days now Blessed Mother has been telling me 'You will have a miracle that you never expected would happen. You will have a healing that you never did expect!'

I am like, 'I know I belong to Ross and I am happy! How can there BE any more miracle than that???'

When I find out I'll let you know. <3

P.P.S. With one of those patients I removed an archon and sent it to the Galactic Central Sun. Poof!