Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Evil

Watched a TV show that depicted the random murder of the couple in Dartmouth, rural New Hampshire. The murderers were a sixteen and a seventeen-year-old boy. They did not know their victims. In fact, it seems that they drove across the border of Vermont to find someone to murder. The police, commentators and family all wondered how two teenagers could commit such a brutal, senseless crime. I wondered about it too. How could two young men do such a heinous thing? I was distressed.

Suddenly, I saw two walking white forms, each with a black mass in their chests where their hearts would be. I assume that is the spiritual picture of a sociopath.

It is believed that our hearts are organs of perception, not just vessels pumping blood. There is a field of awareness that emanates from our hearts. (Article: The Heart is an Organ of Perception). That may be how a dog wags from ten feet away when it sees a person who likes dogs, but dogs are also psychic.

The Q’ero of Peru believe that there is no evil in nature or the larger spiritual universe. Evil and manifestations of it are a human invention.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Spiritual Pictures

When I met him, he was an older man who had retired from a demanding career. I asked if he needed help on the project. His blunt answer stunned me, “It’s not rocket science.”

I replied, “No, it never was. Problem is, in the middle of it, I always wish I was done and I start dreading the cleanup.” He harrumphed in reply.

I decided that he was not a charming man.

 

A year later, this man is now suffering from some form of heart failure. I found this much out because I think he was upset enough about it to talk about it to a stranger. He needed to get worry off of his chest. He seemed to be concerned with the end of his life possibly coming quickly.

As a former medical doctor, he felt no need to actually explain what was wrong with his heart. I could not get details of what was wrong. It was not congestive heart failure. He was willing to tell me that his father had died of a heart attack so severe that the heart exploded open. His problem was genetic. There was also a suggestion of his father being a very angry man. The more I wondered what was wrong with his heart, the more I wished that there was something I could do to help. I began to ponder.

Could I offer to do reiki? Did I want to explain reiki? Could a shamanic healing help? Would I ever be able to explain shamanic healing to such a man?

The not so charming, sort of blunt and tactless man was a retired surgeon. He appeared to me to be the least receptive man I had yet encountered, and worse, if he decided to make fun of me, the others working on this project would know. My confidence failed me to act.

I drove along a quiet road, worrying about the man. Suddenly, I got a mental picture of a large, fist sized grey object rotating in space. It was his heart. It was grey and shriveled like a large walnut with deep crevices. As I marveled at that picture, it changed. Suddenly, three inch wooden spikes were sticking into the fist sized shriveled grey mass like cloves in a holiday ham. 

What on earth could happen to a heart to become so shriveled? What did the image mean?

My mind was reeling as I saw the heart turning. Then I saw two squirrels run and begin to work on the heart. All I could see was their backs and they worked furiously. I had a sense that they were chewing up the myriad wooden spikes covering his heart. A car pulled in front of me and I could see no more. Squirrels were working on his heart in the spiritual realm.

What does this work in the spiritual realm mean in the physical world? Would it help the man now? I have no answers.

I asked other healing friends what the images meant. I got a mix of answers such as don’t think so much about the pictures or stories. I asked one respected woman if I should offer to help with healing. She commented that it was probably his time to go. Then I became confused. Why do I need to see spiritual pictures of the problem if I am not supposed to do anything with the information?

 

 

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Spiritual Helpers

 

Every healing brings specific spiritual beings for that individual’s healing needs. Different animals and spiritual beings appear each time. Some seem so off the wall that it is hard to tell someone what I see without wondering if it could sound made up. I have seen squirrels, a praying mantis, a komodo dragon, a moose and others arrive to help in their way. This is why real life can be a lot more interesting than fiction. Sometimes the spiritual being looks like a little street sweeper in a painter’s cap and matching overalls. I have seen disembodied hands appear and begin to work or once, to sew portions of the lightbody to heal it. Anything can happen. The beings that appear are particular to and have meaning for the person being healed.

A friend let me practice on her. I raised her light body (LEF) to about a foot off of her chest. The light body visually appears as if it were a layer of fluffy cloud or cotton ball material. The fluffy cloud of the lightbody becomes a stage on which the spiritual play of a healing plays out for the shaman to witness.

Among other things, the lightbody (LEF) is a form of etheric record of all our past lives. Past injuries can remain in the light body sometimes predisposing us to illness in that same area. Weapons that have injured or killed us can exist in the light body. Other times, people who have betrayed us can leave an imprint there. Often it just needs clearing and cleaning. Angelic beings will sweep it as if a stage, or buff it to a clean white glow.

Things will pop up from the light body. I have seen people dressed up in the iconic pilgrim costume pop up (I say iconic because historically, the early colonists wore English clothing not the black and white outfits seen in pictures) in the cloud. The pilgrim was the person in a past life where she burned at the stake as a witch. Someone said that they pulled a battle-ax out of my back during a healing. Once I saw an ex-boyfriend appear and he appeared to be smirking which indicated that he was not choosing love when acting in relation to that person.

During my friend’s healing, an angelic being began to rake the light body (cloud) and things popped up. Suddenly, two boxers appeared in the light body and began to bash each other as if in a boxing ring. Normally, if there is a dangerous being, a jaguar might go, tackle and devour it. In this case, nothing was happening. I began to get alarmed. The boxers were really swinging and hitting hard. Normally the spiritual healings are tame affairs. I wondered if I could do anything to help. Then, my analytical thinker emerged and I wondered if one of the boxers were my friend in a past life or an image of a conflicted relationship going on in this life. What did the images mean????

“BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, Boom…” a gigantic grey elephant raced into the picture and stomped out the two boxers into the light body. The elephant came from across the front right side of me. Normally, animals appear as if they have been offstage. This one roared straight at me to get at the boxers. Even though this could be considered imaginary, I fell backwards in fear and surprise at the sight of an elephant. He loomed large in my view. Then I began to get distracted; how could an African elephant appear in a shamanic healing? He did and he got rid of the ‘problem’ of the boxers for my friend.

After it was all over, I told me friend about the elephant arriving. I felt crazy, she was delighted. “Wow! I always tell me kids that the biggest, strongest animal in the jungle is not a meat eater, but a vegetarian. That’s amazing.”