The Event Horizon: Yoda 103

Today we will discuss the veil that separates us from The Other Side. It is thinnest in October, that is why Halloween, All Saints', and All Souls' are celebrated at this time. 

The Veil is a layer around the surface of the planet that the Archons use to keep us on quarantine by Quantum Anomaly technology.  Reptilians in the Astral Plane like to hide in the little black holes that are in the Veil. The Galactic Task Force has been clearing them out for some time. Again, anything in the Astral Plane is non-physical, and the war between the Light and the Dark has been waged on a vibration none of us can truly appreciate because of the Veil.

The Veil is porous. The technology does not allow complete covering one hundred percent of the time. That is way messages that are pulsed can sometimes get through. A call for help from Gaia went out in this manner some time ago.

The Veil is why UFO crashes happen. It messes up the propulsion system of the vehicle. The Roswell crash was due to this. The passengers were not Zeta Reticulari, according to Cobra at his lecture.

When the Veil is removed, a presence of energy will be felt. This is because the Veil shields us from Tachyon Emissions from the Galactic Central Sun. Tachyons are high energy particles that are important to our well-being and health. Cobra's first interaction with the Pleadeans was on the Tachyon, and he was shown technology to create it here on earth. I bought several items that were charged with Tachyons, and as a  sensitive I can feel the benefit, much like a phenokite 'angelic vibration' crystal. Not everyone will feel it, but for those who can, it really helps.

In a way, I suspect that Reiki may be the channeling of Tachyons through the Reiki Practitioner.  I suppose more research will need to be done before this is known.

I also suspect that since Heaven is approximately three feet above the Earth (ghost = entity that is earth bound, with feet touching ground, spirit = entity in the Other Side that 'visits', feet will be three feet off the ground). The Veil, by my estimate, must be three feet thick. When the Veil is dismantled, this separation will not be, and 'Heaven On Earth' will be a natural occurrence. Again, these are my thoughts, and not Cobra's, like I have shared with you.

Imagine an hourglass laying on its side. This represents the multiple timelines converging to a single point in the middle. This is the Event Horizon, the time when all timelines collapse to a common one. The plane that transects the very middle of the neck of the hourglass, in a cross-plane, represents The Event Horizon, which happens to occur on December 21, 2012.

Cobra has been in a joint project with the Pleadeans in healing the timelines. Inadverdently, I healed one in the O.R. yesterday. I used the same technique, with help from the other side. My projects have mostly involved The Papa Rat (see past blog posts, not my Papa Rat, but the Big One). I have cleared that site, made a Vortex, claimed it for the Light, escorted Papa Rat to the Light, I see his spirit and so has my mediumship boy separately from me, and now, through a distant relative under my care and routine healing that I do, I stumbled across a timeline and allowed for the guides to connect through me to heal it. I cannot tell you the exact method, because it was like describing how Reiki works--I felt energy and directed it with the help of Reiki Guides. Just understand that it is so, and it marks a contribution to the overall push for Victory of the Light. I was honored and blessed to participate in this way.

For more Cobra intel updates, check out the Yoda series, next one will be pending soon. I hope you are enjoying this!

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Moribund Papa Rat

the transition symbol is often called 'Happy Trails'

I want to share with you about Papa Rat, not THE Papa Rat described in 'The Truth about Papa Rat'. That Papa Rat is too Mickey Mouse for me. No, this one is the one I rescued from the snake, the one whose roommate died in front of him, the one I bought a friend for that ended up being his wife. Together they have had eighteen babies, six the first litter, and twelve the next. My Papa Rat, whose name is Dad, for I named him after my deceased father who was born in the year of the Rat.

About two weeks ago, Papa Rat was the happiest rat on earth. He had Mama Rat in the cage with him, and I could tell they were deeply in love. They would sleep with their little arms around each other, one paw resting on the other's back. She was pregnant with his twelve pups. And life was good.

Ten days ago, I separated the two. She can get pregnant the minute the last baby pops out. We were done with new litters! Side by side in their cages, I left them in the care of a good friend as I travelled to Canada. He was fine.

When I came back, he moved funny. Kind of too still, hunched over, and gnashing his teeth the way only a rodent can. Soon he was dragging himself along the cage. Then the right front and back paws were extended. It looked like he had a stroke. I thought the end was 'any day now'.

If you look at my post a few days ago, I wrote that I went downstairs that morning with a box in hand to bury him in. He wasn't dead. The next day, he looked awful, and I thought for sure this was IT. I told my friend, who was dropping off the key and offered to help me with the funeral as I dug a hole, when I went back in to get him, he had MOVED! Creepy, huh? The dying pet that will not actually die. That was yesterday. (he had started moving funny while we were gone, and she felt terrible. I assured her pet rats don't live very long, and it was not her fault).

This morning, he was very still, eyes not seeing, but perking up to my voice. Tonight I expected him to be on the cage, and transitioned (that is what we spiritual people call death). I came home at eleven p.m. after a L-O-N-G day at work. He was still breathing hard. This time making noises. Rats shouldn't make sounds when they breathe. It is ominous.

I asked him what he wanted. He had sent a message earlier while I was at work that he had passed.* When I came home, he said, 'I want to see you one last time.' I spent time with him. I wish I had the opportunity to spend more time with my own earthly father when he was on hospice for pulmonary fibrosis. Today, because of my lesson learned with my own dad's passing, with this 'dad', I just sat. I told him it was okay to go, when he was ready, to the place where there was no pain. Of course I gave more reiki. And I listened to his spirit. He wanted me to keep the lights on. He did not want to pass in the dark. So they are on.

What about Mama Rat? She has been concerned. So I did what all compassionate people do for someone in pain. I gave her a chocolate chip cookie. She was delighted! She took it right away, and dragged it with her everywhere she went in her cage. I had to explain to her that what Papa Rat has is contagious, and she has to stay healthy for her litter of pups. She munched contentedly on her cookie, barely taking the time to acknowledge that truth, but in her heart, she understood.

To me, these rats epitomize the cabal, the dark hats, the illumi-not-any-more-i. Papa Rat's fate is like the ones who are going to be recycled to the center of the sun. He had a fatal illness that could strike any time. He was not right. Many rats that seem okay have this respiratory disease. You can't tell. In my opinion, Reptilian heritage is like that. And instead of dying a normal death (do you have any idea how fast the metabolism of a rat is? It's like 78 rpm compared to our 33 1/3. they should die quicker.), they drag it out. For whatever reason. And when you get ready to have a funeral, it moves! Like in a horror movie. Either way, it's gonna die. It's breathing hard, the eyes are not seeing any more, and it can't eat or take care of itself. In medicine we have a term for this condition: expectant management. Death is on the horizon. Death is the outcome. There is no other way out.

Mama Rat makes me think of the ones who are going to 'rehabilitate'. That cookie kind of makes them forget about everything else! LOL go figure!

Anyway, it is time for me to go. It's been real. And my pleasure to be here with you this time.

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Reiki and Anesthesia for L&D

Today I am on call for Obstetric Anesthesia. Today I learned a lesson on HowToWalkAwayFrom Negativity. Would you like to hear about it?

Waking up at four-thirty a.m. for the first time after vacation is not fun. I enjoy waking up early and writing. There was no time for that today. I did upload photos, and will add them to all the posts I had written while I was away. I tell you, the first one I added to the blog took **forever**! I looked at the time, didn't get upset, and just walked away. I knew I could always come back to it.

I dreaded seeing the pets this morning. Papa rat has not been looking so good. He walks crooked, breathes hard, and grinds his teeth. His eyes look more like they are sticking out. Last night he told me he was thankful for the home, and that he loved me. I walked in the room with a box lined with colorful napkins for him. He wants to be put in a box in the yard like his friend who died earlier. But he was alive! I gave him some carrot, his favorite, and he eagerly took it and wobbled over to chew on it. His wife, Mama rat, is with their twelve babies in the next cage. She is worried, and I explained to her what is up. Then I said goodbye and walked away.

Waking up the children for school at six a.m. is not fun. Today I was calm, and prepared. I dressed them even though they are old enough to dress on their own. And when they didn't want to eat their whole breakfast, did I get upset? No. I just put everything away and got us into the car.

At work, the board was full, the OR was scheduled. I walked to the call room and put the perishables in the fridge. It turned out most of the cases would deliver before eight, and I wouldn't get to share the fee with last nights' anesthesiologist. Did I get upset? No. I thought, that's how it goes! And I offered to complete the paperwork, all of it, including the part on the back that when the roles were reversed, this doc didn't do, and I had to stop by medical records three weeks later to finish it. This doc was both surprised and grateful for my offer.

My epidural was on someone thin. I placed it a little shallower because of it. But while pulling the needle out the catheter backed out one centimeter more. Did I panic? For the first time, I just accepted it and trusted it would work. And it did. Beautifully! The new grandfather, a dear Indian man about my height, swooped on me with a big hug of joy and thankfulness for keeping his daughter safe! I liked that. And I said thank you very much, smiled, and walked away.

You see, I wouldn't have ran into him. He was outside. But a negative person was trashing a coworker and I didn't want to be a part of it. I just walked away. It feels so good to walk away from negativity! I decided to go get some walking for exercise since the board was empty. It was on my laps I ran into grandfather. I wished him luck as he went to meet his new grand baby for the first time. He shook my hand and thanked me again.

Would you like to know a secret? I really don't like being in a call room and not being able to leave the hospital. I went to the Doctor's Dining Room for some company. But at lunch I chose to leave the negativity of the physicians there today(they talk current events and get all agitated). I ate in the only sunlit spot in the courtyard. I shared a table with a Pre op RN. It turns out her father started the junior lifeguard programs, her husband, son and daughter all are lifeguards! It was so nice to get to know her a little better outside of our work.

The best way to handle negativity when you encounter it is your own two feet. Just walk away. You will feel lighter and happier when you choose to walk away from the lower vibration of negativity. Then you have room for more fun and nice things in your world!

Namaste,

Reiki Doc