As Close As Twins -- Gaia News Brief 19 February 2016

Loving At Work

It's so nice there at work now! I don't mind the long hours. Neither do my colleagues. And we truly enjoy serving our patients.

The cases are difficult, challenging...and things go well.

Yesterday a surgeon said to me, with a smile, 'I like the way you think!' (I had made the 'twilight sleep' a 'snoring sleep' on purpose, and asked him to please agree with me--wink wink--that the patient was to be told they were  'awake and comfortable' throughout the procedure. This is to expedite the surgery, so there would be no movement of the surgical field, and also, in compassion for the very nervous patient.)

We anesthesiologists in our group were asked at the last minute to cover for the widower in the group, who was still out of the country visiting his deceased wife's family--not one but three people, possibly more--volunteered to take his first call.




Ross and I

For the last two days we have been very close.  He said since we are going to be together forever we might as well take the time to get to 'know one another'. <3

I like his jokes.

I also am close enough to him to have my deepest concerns and fears about us come out.

Would you believe a part of me has felt 'thwarted' for all these years since he transitioned, because I wanted to kiss his boo-boos for him, with love, and just be caring like that to him? I prepared his body for burial, but was in too much shock for this important gesture of love...in our last incarnation together.

So for the last two days I have been either held in his arms, just letting myself realize the nightmare is over...or randomly kissing his 'boo boos'.

Yesterday was a first where he held up a finger and said, 'here Carla, this part hurts' and I kissed it for him. Then he pointed to his arm or some other place, and I kissed it too.

We are working though our trauma now as a couple, and it is deeply healing for us both.



Vitaly

I had a very long post-call day. It was two p.m. and I needed lunch.

On the way home, I just wanted home and bed. Ross suggested my favorite vegan restaurant, but I just wanted home.

Then he suggested another vegan one.

I told him that even though I'm tired, I respect him as my partner, and I will go out of my way to do what he asks of me.

So I found some back route, drove past a real estate lawyer too (bonus!), and parked the car...only I couldn't find the place! I looked all over...I guess it was out of business but nothing even looked like I remembered.

This was at the Camp.

I DID see, what I had manifested--I have wanted to rest in a hammock for two days, and wow! There one was! (It felt wonderful).

There was also an Italian restaurant (I am now one percent fluent due to Duo Lingo app--I adore it!) so I enjoyed nature, and being out of the hospital, and not quite home yet with my responsibilities.

I took MANY photos of the area. It was the perfect lighting, and I was very happy to walk around after my meal, taking shots.

My photographic eye has been noticed in my blog work (I use a photo service as well as my own) and now two days in a row my own photos I have shot have been uploaded to other 'papers' on Twitter. This pleases me very much...

Ross also showed me a beautiful boutique.

This is significant, and I am almost in tears.

I have NEVER shopped at a boutique, because they are expensive. The ones in Berkeley by my school were like, WAY out of my budget.  The ones here cost even more.

But this one, Pùrre, was affordable.  There was a blue and white tee shirt dress with the name of my old counselor--'almost' on the label. I wanted it for a beach cover up but it didn't fit right. There were organic natural products, jewelry. I bought one eighties' style blouse made of tee shirt material. It has a tie at the neck...it's the color I wore to my bridal shower, and will add a little 'something different' to the jeans I always wear.

I was so glad I found this surprise, this chance to explore...

By the way the vegan restaurant was across the street, at the LAB Anti-Mall...my old hangout in the nineties...I was at the wrong place!

My Journal

Once home, Ross guided me to write. He asked me some questions. I was a little 'scattered'.  He was patient with me.

I found myself looking at photos of Maui, when Anthony was three. It was an anesthesia conference at the Hyatt in January 2009, at a luau. We are both smiling and wearing leis.

Ross had me look at her, the 'me' from the past.  He asked me 'do you still have that shirt?'.

I didn't.

It was before dad went on palliative care, and died.

It was before I changed hospital jobs.

It was before Reiki.

I had no clue about Ross or me, who my soul is.

I was surrounded by fear and sorrow.

I recalled how in September I met Tim Braun, and although I had found work, I was at an all-time low, because I was psychic and didn't understand why God made me 'different'.

Ross asked me to compare where I am 'now'.

It's so much better!

He asked me 'was it worth it?' (the change).

I said yes.

In the morning I had run into an old surgical technician from my old work, at the little cafe at this work. He said it had gotten so bad there that although he is a traveler nurse now, on his assignment there for one week he quit! He said it's 'all run down'.  The equipment--you can't get what you need--and the place is literally falling apart.

I gave thanks. Ross asked me what would have happened if I had stayed at that place?

We both knew the answer to his question.

He explained to me how good it is for me to explore and see new places; this is why he wants me to move. It's good for me.  When we stay in one place for too long, it stagnates the energy.

He then asked, 'where will you go next?'

My soul surprised me--it said, 'Shasta'.

I asked him, 'That's in Siskiyou county, right?'

He nodded yes.

So I looked online. I had remembered delight in that area as a child. It was so fresh and pure!

The homes were very inexpensive. In the winter they get snow...that would be something new for me in my retirement (I could retire if I moved there).

Then I saw that the views weren't so great. And also, it's super accelerating crime rates in nearby Redding.

It is the exercise of walking through the steps of a dream that was freeing and important exercise to do...





Heaven at Home

I hadn't seen Anthony for two days. I dropped him off last Wednesday morning at school. And he spent the night with his dad while I was on call.

He asked me to play Uno. I had just cleared and decluttered the kitchen a little. So we relaxed and played and laughed so hard.

Ross asked me, 'how is my family' with love.  I said, telepathically--for this is how we communicate--'we are having fun!' but I didn't mention anything out loud.

Then, he said something to Anthony! And Anthony hadn't heard him for some time, but Ross was going, 'hey hey hey!' in a friendly voice.

We were so relaxed that Anthony shared he had the song by Andrea Bocelli and Sarah Brightman in his mind all day, the 'Time To Say Goodbye' song.

So we changed it. We sang it while playing Uno:  Time To....Pick Up Cards...la la la la la...la la la la...

Moments like this ARE like Heaven.




Follow Your Soul

I never had a mentor who was incarnate.

I had a Reiki Teacher, and also, a Divine Peace Healing Teacher, and some advanced students to guide me through the classes and steps.

But the only one-on-one mentor I have had is Blessed Mother Mary in all of my spiritual growth.

I have my guardian angel too, Laetari, who I know now as Ross, my Beloved husband and twin.

I have done incredible things on my journey, all of which are recorded in this blog.

It's my 'guide map to Ascension'--my own story, for you to share.

Spirit guides me in everything I do, everything I say, everything I post, every interaction I have with anything or anybody. I am ALWAYS getting this 'input' from Source...

I am happy to be of assistance to those who are seeking spiritual guidance, both directly and indirectly.

You will know it is your 'calling' , your 'purpose', your 'life contract thing you incarnated to do'--when you have this passion to follow whatever it is your soul is guiding you to do (in my case, teach and write).

I don't know what that is, for you.  I can't see it with my third eye. I can 'sense' when energetically you are a 'good fit' with your energy. A little. I can't see the Akashic Records or the Pre Birth Contracts.

I am extremely careful with people who think I am 'wonderful'. Who think I am in some way 'the answer' ---people who put me up on a pedestal.  This is one lesson my teacher Anne taught well...because it's not healthy for either person in the situation. And the only place for the person on the pedestal to go is to fall.

Just like Anne, I will gently and consistently direct you back to Source, in Love, which is how it is supposed to be, and step right down off of any 'pedestal' you wish to create for me.

I will always be there for you, I will always love you.

Remember that this is Now (if we have a past life connection).

Remember that you have a purpose and will find it, when it is organically  the 'right' place and 'right' time for you in your own spiritual growth. It can't be rushed.

If I sense you are on the right track, which many times I do, I won't say a word. I will gently encourage you with my soul and my love and pray for blessings to surround you.

I will never say, 'Okay first step is THIS and next THAT and check back with me'.

That's 3D.

If you are on the wrong track, the only thing different is I might ask a question to help you to find your way.

If you are on the WAY wrong track, Ross and I will still love you unconditionally. And we will pray for your lessons to play out, and for you to come home, and stop going in the direction of more painful lessons for you.

This is not one but a handful of people we have seen in all kinds of situations--who come to us (by writing to me)....

I want to make it clear that we are high-level teachers in the sense we work with the energies and the collectives 'a little more', and the individuals 'a little less'--because it is in our 'assignment' we have been sent to 'do'.

I hope this makes sense.

Aloha and Mahalos, Namaste...

Ross

I wanted the Shangi-La sign image for MY part. (he giggles--ed--I sense he enjoys teasing me very much).

(hands folded in front of him--ed)  All is well.

All is well!

ALL IS WELL!!!

Everything is proceeding according to plan.

(raises one finger--ed)  I have to correct Cobra on some minor points:

• the fairies are not 'just entering' they have always been on Gaia surface and the astral and etheric planes.
• everything is 'safe' and has been under my control for a long time (mine and my teams)
• there is a gentle 'awakening' that is happening. We are taking the 'scenic route' (slow)
• all those predictions about money and power have a double-edge and as 'predictions' are trying to prolong what is third-dimensional in energy and thought. 
• the MORE you feel that happiness in your heart, that calm, that JOY, that PEACE--the more you will know you are already in the finer vibrations of the 'higher realms' as we call it.
• You will also find things humorous the perhaps in the past you didn't--for example, while looking up Shasta, Carla was asking me where the entrance to Agartha is?  And we both knew full well I WASN'T going to show her, and we totally cracked up.

(clap clap)  I want it to be SHORT and TO THE POINT!

You are living your life in the perfect way at the perfect time for YOU.

Look at Carla! It took her seven years to get to where she is today. From absolute nothing!

And where you are today, even if you have Ascended, it is not the end!

There is plenty of more 'growth opportunities and experiences' for you to explore!

So do!

(clap clap)

I only say this once:  I powerfully love you! You bring us great pleasure in all of your growth, your 'baby steps' you are taking in the higher realms.

The only difference between Heaven on Earth and Heaven (above) is that we KNOW about it--and you are 'finding your way'...

That's it!

The only difference it you are getting to explore 'something new' and 'having fun with it', Just like Carla at the Camp shopping area on her way home from work yesterday...

I know you are doing your best, you are exceeding our expectations, and Cobra--like it or not--is unsuccessfully trying to delay 'the inevitable'.

So enjoy the Higher Realms!  And all life has to offer (points to his chest--ed)  in HERE.

(clap clap!)

Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Ross and Carla

The Reiki Doc couple

Gaia News Brief 15.10.2014

Shoe Shopping

My boy has two pairs of shoes--flip-flips, and sneakers. He goes through sneakers about every three months. He is very active, and the supporting structure in the shoe breaks down. If I wait too long, he gets ankles that twist out, called 'over supination' of the foot.

So yesterday we went to the running store. That's where you go when Stride Rite shoes aren't big enough and the foot is very wide.  I asked the manager if his shoes were worn out? And yes--this time not only the support but the tread was bald too, like a tire.

The child tried on every shoe that Bill provided. There were about six pairs--and all of them were 'too tight' in the toe box. Yet the toe was far from the end of the shoe!

This used to make me cry. Going shoe shopping for him. I started to buy him shoes at Target as a toddler. But I had to go very big to get the shoe to be comfortable for him. I didn't know there was Stride Rite for this purpose. He would trip. And he also developed a habit of really tying his shoes TIGHT--so tight that he would break the laces and I would need to have spares in his lunch box and at home. One pair would take about three sets of laces over the life of the shoe.

At Stride Rite, if it wasn't the owner, my son would almost make the shoe sales lady cry. He was so picky. He used words to describe the fit that didn't make sense--movement in the heel, other adjectives.

Last night, I took it in stride at the running store. I knew one pair fit, it's the ones he has on, and we could call the other store to have them ship the same exact pair of shoes to our local one. Once the feet grow a little bigger, there will be more in stock for him, more choices.

The ones he likes are the second most expensive ones, too. I shake my head. I suppose boys are in the long run cheaper than girls? I have tried to have him own two pairs of sneakers, to let one pair 'breathe' on alternate days--but even when the shoes are identical except for color, he would refuse to wear the second pair!

I bring this up because all of you are Light Workers.

My hair stylist Ed taught me an important point yesterday: spiritually aware and awake, he listens with his heart to my 'news' both of this world, and um--you know--the stuff here.

I have taught him Galactic Reiki. But he doesn't read this. And as a hospice nurse, I wanted him to know the Transition Symbol.

I had to literally find it on my phone, play it, and hand the phone to him where he could listen someplace QUIET.

Ed is a searcher. He has been Messianic Jew (I've been to church with him once), then he converted to Judaism. Now I'm not sure if he goes.

Ed is an angel! He came every week to my house when I was pregnant to take the trash cans out on trash day because my huge stomach got in the way and it was really hard for me.

Ed is the one, him and Jeffrey his partner, whom I cried for when the postpartum depression hit. I had an overwhelming need to see both of them, I picked up the phone, crying, and they came. And once I sat with them for about an hour, I stopped crying, and that was it. No more depression!

So we are incredibly close, and Ed, more than anyone, is willing to Do The Work to awaken, and to pursue his own Spiritual Growth.

Yesterday I had to help him 'connect the dots'.

As Awakeners, you are going to find your 'Awaken-ees' that are sent to you, and I believe they are sent--to be 'somewhere between my boy and his shoes--and Ed' in the amount of loving service and care you are going to need to show to them in guidance and assistance on their way.

Once you AWAKEN--it is your solemn duty to awaken others. Not by holding a sign at the freeway exit. But by opening your heart, and following that 'nudge' of spirit, again and again...to help those who are sent to you find their way.

If you want to complain, I am sure metaphorically we can have a 'lounge' for us 'Awakeners' where we can go on break and share and offer each other mutual support. Until that time, you are welcome to post to the group on Facebook Doctors With Reiki, on Twitter (@usui2102),  or message me, and I will get to your message as soon as I can, schedule permitting.

: )


Laying Down The Line

Remember how the day before yesterday I almost made my son cry? I refused him a soda when I opted for a 'Rosso' Italian beer. I had never had an Italian beer before, and with the name, I kind of wanted it. By the way, it was delicious. I drink about three beers a year, and I enjoyed it.

(I also haven't drank any of my Rosso wine Ross bought for me, or any wine--since I have wanted to be clear-headed for all of my spiritual work as of late, and therefore have delayed gratification around two weeks. One day, I will relax and enjoy one glass with dinner.)

Well at home I have Stevia sodas with no carbs. I offered one to my boy, and oops! It was a regular root beer from the same brand. We looked for the carbs, and it was forty two. He was crushed!

And he pouted. All through dinner.

I had offered him half the soda, but to skip the dessert (we had twenty-two gram carb mini angel food cakes to follow a zero carb meal).

He was insulted to have 'half'--and refused it entirely.

At dinner, I leveled with him. I asked, 'Why do we eat like this? Why do I do it? Do I have to?'

He said, 'Because you need it?'

I said, 'Because we are a family--I don't need to--but for your health it is important--so now I eat meat and follow the same rules as you. We do this together.'

He gave me more attitude.

The dinner was a rotisserie chicken, and kale salad with chopped apples and pomegranate seeds. He wanted Rice A Roni to go with the chicken.

I set a boundary. I said there is enough stress from his father, and I can't handle it if I get more stress at home from him too. So if he feels a need to complain and pout, save it for the therapist, and lets make the best of it here at home. Otherwise, more pouting and he goes upstairs without dinner.

And I MEANT it.

He ate the kale salad with the apple slices I gave him. He devoured the chicken first, drank all the milk, and left the stuff he didn't like until the end. I explained this is the very best kale, lancinato, from the organic box we get from the farm. And I could see it didn't taste bad, but he was just making a point because he doesn't like being told what to do. (I don't like to be told what to do, either).

He asked for more milk (we have huge twelve ounce glasses). I said no. I said we have two glasses a day. (He forgot he had one at breakfast. Then I use teacups, to make it smaller. He won't go non-fat, we have two percent,  so I watch the calories). I gave him water.

Then after the salad that took fourteen minutes to eat (the chicken went down in one minute)--he wanted more chicken. I asked, 'are you full?'   'Well, kinda' I explained how we want to go 'a little bit full but not all the way'.

He enjoyed his dessert. I watched him savor it. And I could watch him think how it is 'okay' this 'diet'...

I had never in a million years thought that adorable baby could give me a hard time like this.

It was so stressful I almost got chest pain--it could have been but I hoped it wasn't.

He isn't even a teenager yet.

What was God thinking when he designed the human race?!

Was the plan to suck the life out of the parents in the process?! LOL. I trade my energy for the 'lesson' that he gives me every day, 'Carla--you have a backbone. Now  use it!'

I was sent the strong-willed, high energy child, who gets 'into everything'. I love it. And I love him. One day he will do great things. So like a shoemaker, I work with what I have, slowly, molding here and trimming there, with great love and patience.  Most of the time. I am right on the leading 'edge' of patience.

How do people raise more than one? I'll never know...



Ross

Carla wants to talk to you about awakening and family life because it is important. Did you know that Carla's boy achieved Reiki Master at age seven? That is why she became a Reiki Master in the first place, to attune him.

At night when she would practice on him at bedtime, as a four-year old, he would take his turn, and move his hands with all sincerity and effort, thinking they would 'work'. They did not.

Not many instructors will teach Reiki to children. Carla's teacher wouldn't. She asked. The child had to be thirteen so as not to disrupt the session for the other adults.

So here he is, open, my son indeed in spirit, gifted of the mind and in his spiritual work--giving Carla at the helm the navigational nightmare for her very small family.

This child has threatened to kill himself over a diagnosis of diabetes, if he gets it, last May and June!

Not all Light Workers are created equal.

Not all Light Workers are created equal.

Not all Light Workers are created equal.

Even the Star Seeds, when incarnate, are just as human as you and I, and even to them! It is the amnesia, the lack of memory of past lives that separates them from the Higher Realms. It is part of the deal--it is part of the soul lesson--and it is how we are able to accomplish a grand awakening--first with THEM, and then with the OTHERS, those who are indigenous to Gaia surface and have lived under the Veil, the quarantine on Gaia from the rest of the Galaxy, for thousands of years, incarnating and reincarnating, just like the Star Seeds the last two thousand years...or so...

So I want you to have patience.

I want you to have a lot of it.  Just like us (gestures to his crew and team).

Just like our patience we have with you, trying to get YOU to wake up.

I know for some of you it has been a long time in the making. For Carla it took crashing and burning through two marriages, a health crisis at twenty-five, being able to talk to Blessed Mother for twenty-years, medical school, residency, PLUS unwedded motherhood just to get her nearly awake. She had always been clairvoyant, of sorts.

But it wasn't till a spiritual crisis, where she needed direction and advice on what to do 'with her gift'--that she met with medium Tim Braun in Costa Mesa, and started her spiritual life from there.

Carla was REBORN--in little bits and pieces. First there was the training. Then there was the desire to help awaken others, but not knowing what to do. There was having to take her OUT of her spiritual development classes by sending a coworker who was Eeyore on Steroids to her psychic development circle--because Carla would have been content to stay with Anne forever and never venture out to what she was sent to do!

(he laughs in a kind way)

But the timing has been perfect.  Everything is on course! And we are headed for awakening the masses. I want this to be a 'pep talk' of sorts, to 'rally your spirits'. For those of you who read this, you are destined to be an intermediate awakener--the guidance and  support for those around you and you will 'sense' who is being sent 'your way'--when the Grand Awakening happens.

There is a particular thing about those who are human. They only trust other humans for spiritual advice. An Archangel can show themselves in all their full glory, wings and Light ablaze--to one who is recently deceased. Yet the recently deceased will not come to them. You would think they would RUN and embrace the angel!But the human condition makes everyone doubt what it is, and why it is there.

That is where the likes of Carla come in to this situation. One human 'enough' without wings, will come to them and speak in the local vernacular, and reassure the departed that 'they can always come back' and 'just for now lets come walk with me'.

That is how Carla takes her souls to Heaven. Early on in medical school she started to do this--with trust she earned, they would put their hand in hers, and gently, slowly, she would walk them through the in-between realms to where Blessed Mother was waiting, and Carla would explain 'she was her friend and all would be okay' and gently, ever so gently and firmly, place the departed's hand in Mary's own. Then they would turn and wave, and Mary would 'nod' to Carla to signal that is was okay for her to go back into her body where she was meditating, and go on with her day. The mission was 'complete'.

Carla had no idea how she could be doing this. But it seemed 'right'. It started with her Grandfather, Nanu Filippo, then Jeff Sage, her husband's best friend who died of AIDS--he told his wife at the time 'I am not sure if God really isn't a woman? And suddenly he was without fear!'--for he had seen Carla in her light body, and taken her hand, in the few days before he transitioned.

Carla put in this work for twenty years, on an as-needed basis. And always alone. There was a group Lola Hernandez was a part of--the woman who ran willed body donation at the school of medicine--but in her private time this group would help guide lost souls 'back' to the Light.

Carla didn't question why she was not part of the group. She had too much else to do.

So don't question, in your role as an Awakener.

Follow your heart.

Have patience with yourself and the system.

And know you are making a difference with those who need guidance, both in this life, and the next.



Aloha and Mahlos,
Namaste,
Peace,

I am sorry for having taken so long and not been as direct as I could have been with my message--there are key codes and activation sequences of energy buried within it.

Wordy Ross, and Sore Fingers From Typing Too Much Carla (ed--he smiles at his joke, and is in good spirits)
The Reiki Doc Twins

The Perks Of 5D: ((( AWESOME! )))

Yesterday was one of the few days off I have during the week. I had a lot of errands to do. One of them which was long overdue was taking the spare car in to the shop for a service.

(My work doesn't have back-up if I 'call in'--they have to scramble. I kept my old car, since it was paid for, when I bought my new one. That way I can always get to work.)

As I walked out the door, Spirit told me to take the mail keys. So I did.

After I dropped the car off, and got a rental/loaner, I started my next errand on my list.

I remembered the garage door opener in the other car! I panicked! I was going to have to go all the way back and get it…

But then I recalled--the mail keys have the key to the house with them!

Someone 'in the rafters' was looking out for me!

Be sure to look for any and all of these new 'perks' in YOUR life as you Ascend!

Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,

Reiki Doc

The Role Of Surrender In Raising Kundalini

I am reading with less interest than I thought I would have when I bought it, a book called ' Spiritual Nutrition' by Gabriel Cousens, M.D.

He writes about himself in the third person to show there is no ego. How strange is that?

Anyhow, I am only on the first chapter, and I feel I have to speak up. He has a lot of good points, but the 'follow my recipe to Enlightenment (Kundalini)' approach is bothersome, as well as his disclaimer that 'if you don't have LOVE of God in your heart none of this recipe will actually WORK'.

Here is the deal--he's half 'right'.

Yes, these Six Foundations for Spiritual Life ARE indeed correct, and are in NO PARTICULAR ORDER:

• Nutrition--vegan, organic, live-food, high-mineralized, low-sugar, individualized, moderate food intake diet, well-hydrated with pure living water, and including Spiritual Fasting
• Building Prana--Yoga asanas, yoga pranayama, ohpnim, t'ai chi, reiki, tachyon energy, other energy practices, sacred dance. 
• Service and charity--this helps expand consciousness through direct experience
• Spiritual guidance and inspiration--satsang--being in the presence of an awakened one brings a human 'touch' to spirituality
• Silence--meditation, prayer, repetition of mantra, chanting. Silence is the doorway to the Heart of God.
• Kundalini Awakening--initiation, with is the awakening of the Divine force that is resting in potential within us.

This is where I take out my hands and do a HUGE 'Time Out' signal to everyone!!

Time Out!

Hold it!

Do not pass GO, do not collect two hundred dollars!

Hello????

YOU are in the perfect place and perfect Time right this minute NOW for all your spiritual development!!!

Everything you need to awaken that KUNDALINI is right with you, right here, in perfect balance, in this moment NOW.

SO CHILL!!!

This all started for me by following that 'little voice' inside that 'wanted to know more about my psychic  gift' because I figured, 'God wouldn't have given it to me if He didn't want me to use it. He wouldn't waste it, so I might as well go to psychic development classes and learn.'

There I found Reiki. After that I went on a no-holds-barred mission to jack up my vibration like Totally as far as it could go!

Next, some time later,  I met Lady Isis. I wanted what she had, her energy. And she did the Goddess Initiation on me, opened my nadis and stuff and the Kundalini has flowed ever since.

I didn't read a book.

Books are amusing, and good to increase your knowledge. 

But Kundalini flows with the HEART CENTER. It must be open and ready to handle all of 'That Energy'! 

Allow, ask, and surrender yourself to the process. Your guides are ready to help you! 

Do 'What Feels Good' until your Kundalini kicks in.

There is no test at the end of the semester. There is no DEADLINE by which the Kundalini will 'go bad' or 'not work'.

There is all of ETERNITY for you to 'get this' and 'get this RIGHT'.

Here are my thoughts on the six pillars:

• Nutrition--don't go crazy here! Just avoid eating crap that will numb your energy body out. Always cheat, just a little, because of the situation or your being human. Never rigid unless your health condition requires. Just do what feels right to you.
• Building prana--the more the better. I do yoga, Reiki, and Tachyons. T'ai chi bores me to death. And my sacred dance is ballet, or just by myself to a song I like. Being in sunshine, the water, and with animals helps me lift my vibration too. I'm sure good sex is in this mix somewhere, but the author Dr. Cousens didn't mention it.
• Service and Charity--this often ties in with your Purpose. Mine is working with the sick. You'll get lots of energy when you are 'on the right track'. Be careful about charity--some organizations are not reputable, so be sure to check them out.
• Spiritual Guidance and inspiration--a lot of good stuff is out there on YouTube and the Internet. Seek 'like minded souls'. If it 'resonates' and 'you feel good', go for it!
• Silence--I don't think Dr. Cousens 'gets it'. I can meditate in a bus station. I can meditate on a Roller Coaster. I can meditate in a Buddha Shack. What is going on in my ears, mind, and mouth are NOTHING to do with the Silence of God! After many years of practice, that 'heart connection' to guidance and SOURCE are Open! Nothing can shake it. And I 'tap in' when I want, when the need arises. It feels pleasant and I love to do it whenever possible. I don't know how to help you discover it, but that Silence of God is with you no matter what once you discover it. You can laugh and tell jokes and be in Silence too. It's that 'God connection'. Don't suffer needlessly and burden others with attaining 'silence'. Be cool about it, and you will find what works for you.
• Kundalini Awakening--just go with it. It feels wonderful. I had a teacher open mine up. I felt 'called' to ask her. I was 'ready'. Trust. It will happen. When the time is right. And no one can take it away...

Be YOU. Be who you are!!! You are not only the student--you are someone's TEACHER just by holding your Vibration where it is meant to be.

I love you very much, and I don't want you to worry that you aren't following a 'recipe' to the way it was written on your 'enlightenment'. Real cooks don't measure anything. Seriously. They 'just know'.

So do your best, and you'll 'get it right'.

Aloha and Mahalo,

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

OMG! Obesity in Labor and Delivery

"I know", I said to the charge nurse at ten o'clock last night, as she looked at me and tried to explain what was up in Labor Room 4.

"How did you know??!!", she exclaimed.

"I looked it up on the computer system before I came upstairs. There was something in your voice that made me look." I replied. "What did you tell her?"

"That we are going to put in the epidural." she said.

I matter-of-factly said, "How can you promise that? It might not go in."

"What are you going to do?" she asked.

"I am going to stick her until it goes in or she tells me to stop trying."

The charge nurse left to see the patient, while I got my cart and bag of local anesthetic from the pyxis. she came back and said, "I told her we are going to give it the good old college try."

"Thank you."

I get in the room and there is an enormous woman, with full make-up. Why they try to make the face look so nice when the body is, well, enormous with rolls of fat, is a mystery. Fake eyelashes, everything applied like a cosmetologist, hair perfect. What I see is the red thigh-size cuff barely fitting on her arm, because the arm in obesity is shaped like a cone, and the cylinder of the blood pressure cuff poorly fits. I take a large cuff on the forearm over a thigh cuff on the arm in the O.R. any day. It reads more accurate.

As I take this in, I take the energy read of the room. It is survival. Is there dark entities in her? They are going to make it tough. Is she stable, mentally and emotionally? The critical thing is, where are the folds in her fat? Back pannuses are thinnest at the fold. She could barely spin in the bed to expose her back. She had concern because her internalized monitor 'was coming out'. The external monitors can't read fetal heart tones or uterine pressure due to the insulating nature of fat.

Open mind, open heart, and prayer to St. Michael to protect and aid me, I got ready.

Twenty cc's of saline, not ten. And the local with the 22 gauge needle, not the 25, to the hub, and no contact with bone. (I had prepped wide with the betadine and draped first).

One hundred percent of my attention was on that back, with the family member in the chair I could see out the corner of my eye. Tuohy needle, to the hub, contacting bone, the spinous process. The epidural space was going to be about three centimeters in past the hub. I took care to stay in the midline. The needle, as I pressed, swerved and popped, as if guided by unseen hand. The interspinous ligament. Almost there. I leaned with all my weight with the Tuohy needle hubbed to get the three centimeters and loss of resistance that indicates the epidural space. The husband put his head in his hands as I did this. It was gory. No blood, but a needle going more than all the way in is a trip. With firm grip, I held tension on the Tuohy, took out the stylet, and grabbed the extra long spinal needle. A pop through the dura and CSF would mean I was totally in the right spot. Sometimes extra fat people have a loss of resistance outside the ligament, and the catheter will thread. No pop. No CSF. I threaded the catheter to fifteen centimeters at the skin, a first, the deepest placement ever. And when I went to remove the Tuohy needle, with all my force, I couldn't. It was stuck.

I never had been in that predicament. I pulled, and I asked gently, "can you please bend forward?' She did. The bones loosened their grip on my needle, and it came out. Test dose felt good. And it was negative. Her blood pressure dropped and she had relief of her pain.

It is better to be lucky than good.

What I have learned through the years is not to judge.

To stay in the moment with a challenge.

And to know that in that moment, once handled, lies the opportunity to show your skill set.

In this woman, as a Reiki Master, I asked for Divine Intervention in my work. I got it.

"How did you ever get that epidural in?" Lorna, a seasoned RN, asked in amazement.

"It's easy," I answered. "I prayed."

Lorna laughed a big belly laugh at that one. She knows. Poor charge nurse needed me to hold the other leg so she could put in the foley. That was a sight I would like to forget having ever seen--it was not pretty.

I did not have time for a cho ku rei. But I did have a partnership with spirit, that worked. And I did have humbleness about being there sincerely to take away pain. I also took away my judgement of how she would have terrible insurance. I was wrong. Blue Cross PPO, one of the best.

'You take care of me, and I will take care of you." said the father-to-be, on talking about his job as a server at a swanky restaurant, and what celebrities tip better than others. For a while I had thought about my role in medicine, "I will take care of you and maybe you will pay me and maybe your insurance will and maybe they will not." But I plucked it out of my mind. It was not healthy. And look! Good insurance after all!

Do not see like everybody else sees. A challenge is a gift to let us manage it. We discover how much better we are at what we do. Others show us pieces of ourselves. Embrace differences. For what we do to them we also are doing to our own hearts. Love is the only thing that will protect us and save us from any challenge.

Choose love. Hold tight to it, no matter what the challenges. And love will find the way through the challenges that await you.

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

P.S. Labor epidurals are put in by sight and by feel. When you can see the interspaces between the spinous processes, you go there. When you can't see them, you go by feel. The times you can't feel the bony prominences with pressure, you have to guess. Sometimes you go in by bouncing off the bone. You have a mental picture in your head of the space, and recreate it by bumping into the edges around it.
The reason I have a gift for the morbidly obese moms on labor and delivery, is that I have 'the sight', intuition. I go by feel. And also by guidance. I get direction like, 'that won't work there' or a feeling of forboding at different sites. I go for the one that seems 'right'. And that is how I get it. I did a four foot nine inch four-hundred pounder that way. It is never easy. But take away what you see and feel and know, and go in blind...that's where I come ahead of the rest. : D