This week I celebrated the 20th annivery of being a cancer survivor--a great reason for a party! A person is officially considered a survivor of cancer if still alive five years after the cancer diagnosis, and I have had an extra 15 years beyond the five year mark, when my oncologist said he didn't want to see me anymore--halleluia! I am now in radiant health, so instead of a survivor party, I called the celebration a "Thriver Party!" One of the most touching parts of the party was the presence of my grandchildren. I would have missed meeting these precious beings of light if I had not survived cancer.
Going through cancer made me more conscious of my health at all levels--not only physically, but also the interplay of how my thoughts create my feelings. The biggest change in my life is that now I truly love myself and treasure my physical body, which is the vehicle that carries my soul. After divine intervention helped me find and heal the cancer, I dedicated my life in service to God, asking for my will to be aligned with Divine Will so that the desire of my heart would be in line with what is truly best for me and for the world. This alignment of spirit-mind-heart-body brings absolute joy to my life!
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Gene-Spliced Gold Miners
I have always wondered why the God of the Old Testament was so ruthless and punishing of people. Why would he ask his leader Abraham to sacrifice his firstborn son? If God loves everyone and created everyone, why would he tell one group of his children to go into another land, kill all of his children in that place, slaughter all of their animals, and take it over for themselves? These directives caused hard feelings with the group that was already in the Promised Land, and the Arabs and the Israelis still have conflicts with each other.
The work of Zechariah Sitchin presents a revolutionary viewpoint of the origin of homo sapiens, showing that the God of the Old Testament was really an ET with superpowers who wanted his Earthlings to obey him. It clears up some of the inconsistencies in God's character. A scholar who translated the tablets discovered in ancient Sumeria, the cradle of civilization, his work makes a radical shift in perspective. I just finished reading Sitchin’s The Lost Book of Enki: Memoirs and Prophecies of an Extraterrestrial God. It is written from the perspective of an ET named Enki who gene spliced us as a cross between the gorillas indigenous to planet Earth and his race, the Anunnaki from the planet Nibiru (orbiting our sun in a retrograde, eliptical pattern with a sun cycle of 3,600 years). Reading partly like a mystery and partly like a soap opera, I couldn't put the book down! The whole idea seems so preposterous at first, that these ETs came to Earth hundreds of thousands of years ago in search of gold to send back to their home planet to pulverize to repair the damage in their atmosphere.
The next step in the idea does not seem so outrageous, that the Anunnaki workers who lived huge life spans got tired of mining gold after about a hundred thousand years at the same old job and went on strike. Threatened with extinction of their race on Niburu if they did not find a way to repair the tear in their atmosphere, Enki took a drastic measure. He spliced genes together to create a life form that would be a willing worker for the Anunnaki in return for food. Point of view is everything in history, and Enki's point of view was that he made the gorillas more than they had been before.
The problem with the Earthlings he created was that they could not talk. One day Enki saw two young women Earthlings bathing and, dazzled and aroused by their beauty, impregnated them both. With the extra input of Anunnaki DNA, the offspring of these two Earthlings were then able to talk, and homo sapiens had been created!
I noticed that the Anunnaki leaders vied for power, arguing and fighting over who had claim of succession to the throne and the power of decision-making, just as earthly rulers do. What was noticeably lacking with the Anunnaki was appeal to their creator for help. Only once in the whole book did the wife of an Anunnaki King suggest to appeal to "The Creator of All" for help with their atmospheric crisis. Help did come a bit later, in such an unusual form--a dethroned and disgraced leader escaping in a space ship, blasting his way through the asteroid belt with nuclear weapons, landing on earth, and discovering gold here.
One other factor of spiritual intervention in the destiny of humans came in the enigmatic figure of Galzu, but I will leave the reader to discover that exciting story if you are interested in hearing what the ancient Sumerian tablets say about the how and why of our development on the planet Earth!
The work of Zechariah Sitchin presents a revolutionary viewpoint of the origin of homo sapiens, showing that the God of the Old Testament was really an ET with superpowers who wanted his Earthlings to obey him. It clears up some of the inconsistencies in God's character. A scholar who translated the tablets discovered in ancient Sumeria, the cradle of civilization, his work makes a radical shift in perspective. I just finished reading Sitchin’s The Lost Book of Enki: Memoirs and Prophecies of an Extraterrestrial God. It is written from the perspective of an ET named Enki who gene spliced us as a cross between the gorillas indigenous to planet Earth and his race, the Anunnaki from the planet Nibiru (orbiting our sun in a retrograde, eliptical pattern with a sun cycle of 3,600 years). Reading partly like a mystery and partly like a soap opera, I couldn't put the book down! The whole idea seems so preposterous at first, that these ETs came to Earth hundreds of thousands of years ago in search of gold to send back to their home planet to pulverize to repair the damage in their atmosphere.
The next step in the idea does not seem so outrageous, that the Anunnaki workers who lived huge life spans got tired of mining gold after about a hundred thousand years at the same old job and went on strike. Threatened with extinction of their race on Niburu if they did not find a way to repair the tear in their atmosphere, Enki took a drastic measure. He spliced genes together to create a life form that would be a willing worker for the Anunnaki in return for food. Point of view is everything in history, and Enki's point of view was that he made the gorillas more than they had been before.
The problem with the Earthlings he created was that they could not talk. One day Enki saw two young women Earthlings bathing and, dazzled and aroused by their beauty, impregnated them both. With the extra input of Anunnaki DNA, the offspring of these two Earthlings were then able to talk, and homo sapiens had been created!
I noticed that the Anunnaki leaders vied for power, arguing and fighting over who had claim of succession to the throne and the power of decision-making, just as earthly rulers do. What was noticeably lacking with the Anunnaki was appeal to their creator for help. Only once in the whole book did the wife of an Anunnaki King suggest to appeal to "The Creator of All" for help with their atmospheric crisis. Help did come a bit later, in such an unusual form--a dethroned and disgraced leader escaping in a space ship, blasting his way through the asteroid belt with nuclear weapons, landing on earth, and discovering gold here.
One other factor of spiritual intervention in the destiny of humans came in the enigmatic figure of Galzu, but I will leave the reader to discover that exciting story if you are interested in hearing what the ancient Sumerian tablets say about the how and why of our development on the planet Earth!
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Respecting Mother Earth
The continued aftershock quakes in Japan and other possible reactions of the earth were on my mind last night. Before going to sleep, I asked what I needed to know to be part of the healing of our planet, Mother Earth. I muscle tested I needed a Ray from the Heart of God (the work of Patricia Cota-Robles), Ray 27, “The Diamond Light of the Creator—Pure White Light—Peaceful Co-Existence between species, races, religions, and governments." I called on this Ray before going to sleep and asked for guidance in my dreamtime. I dreamed the following:
I am walking, carrying wood, a stack balanced on my back and a bundle in my arms. I am amazed how well balanced it is as I walk through town, not dropping a piece. I feel myself in the server position, bringing firewood from where it could not be used to where it is needed. A woman directs me through the business place out to a back street, where three other well-dressed women join me. They lead me to a large meeting room. Four dark men come out to receive us, and I realize with no words spoken that the intention is that I will be raped. The other three women enter willingly, but I mentally put out the thought that I am not willing to participate. I drop my bundle and run away as fast as I can. I go into a building and hide in the back office of a play therapist, who has lots of toys for children in her office. I think I may be safe, but then I hear them coming and run again. I go to a marshy bog and hide under a flap of mossy earth which covers everything but my feet. I hear the men coming but hope they will not notice me. Then I hear the footsteps of one of the men coming to me with the same sureness of step heading right for me as my lover coming to me. I was violated. While I do not have memory of the actual rape, I know it happened, and I am left trying to figure out how to deal with the physical and emotional aftermath.
The dream shows a parallel to the situation with Mother Earth. She serves us always, bringing us what we need—firewood to keep our homes warm, food to eat, and air to breathe. But we violate her in so many ways. With radioactivity from the meltdown of the Fukushima Daiichi nuclear reactors being carried by the air, the earth truly has no place where one could hide from this contamination.
Another dream I had this week reinforces the relationship between us and Mother Earth by addressing the relationship each of us has with our own physical body, our little piece of Mother Earth. The background for this second dream is that at my last physical, my physician recommended I get Zostavax, the vaccine against Shingles recommended for everyone over age 60. I normally avoid vaccinations whenever I can, as I had an aversive reaction to one in my childhood. However, my parents have both suffered from Shingles, and a beloved colleague my age just told me about her having Shingles and how painful it was. I had been thinking that Shingles was something only old people get, but then I remembered that I am 62! I have heard other stories of the devastation this illness can bring in the senior years from the virus that lingers in the system from having Chicken Pox as a child. When increased stress lowers immunity, then the virus gets a chance to attack.
I checked with my internal guidance system on this topic and decided that getting the vaccine was in my highest good. I went for it the very same day this week and had to sign a consent form which included saying I was not pregnant, which I found a bit humorous. Before getting the injection, I called on Matrix Energetics Universal Healing Frequency #3 (the work of Richard Bartlett, online at http://www.matrixenergetics.com/) to harmonize the vaccine with my body to prevent an allergic reaction. I think the frequency worked, because soreness at the injection site was listed as a possible side effect, and I had no soreness on my arm whatsoever. The night after getting the vaccination I had the following dream:
A woman has her pet wolf on a leash. She is poking at him with a stick and gleefully photographing his lively reactions of snarling at her and jumping around. I think that she should be very careful, because if she continues to agitate him, he may attack her.
As I woke up thinking how abusive this woman was, I realized she represents my mind, and the wolf represents my body, which is tethered to my mind. I had just asked the nurse to poke my body with an injection of live germs so that my mind could release my fear of getting Shingles. I had also been overworking preparing for my upcoming three-week teaching tour in Europe. I am that woman in the dream, prodding my own body to get things done. The message of the dream is that if I agitate my body too much, it may attack me, which is the exact description of an auto-immune disorder. As a cancer survivor, I really get the message of this dream and have begun to pace myself better, allowing more time for rest after working.
Getting the injection in my body for all the right reasons is a bit like a factory producing goods for all the right reasons and then dumping their toxic byproducts into the river. A vaccination gives the system a very mild case of an illness so the immune system will produce antibodies, target-specific soldiers ready to combat that illness if it would ever appear in the future. For a few days, I noticed several symptoms from the vaccination: some overall achiness in my joints and muscles, increased fatigue, and a slight drop in mood. I also feel my immunity to Shingles building and my body gradually recovering from the induced mini-illness in service of higher quality longevity.
On a larger scale, the wolf is like our planet, Mother Earth. We are all poking and prodding her, cutting off her lungs by slash and burn removal of rainforests to make land to grow cattle, building nuclear plants to provide energy, and dumping our toxins into her waterways, her bloodstream. When we push her past her limit, she reacts with an attack like the earthquakes and tsunamis which have devastated Japan. We have been violating our Mother Earth, raping her over and over by our actions without realizing that she has a limit as to how far we can push her. She is like the woman in the first dream, trying to figure out how to deal with the aftermath of all the abuse she has been given. As Mother Earth is violated, we are all being personally violated, like the woman in the dream, by our dark side lack of awareness that what we do to our planet, we do to ourselves. This awareness has made me change my attitude to being more gentle with my own body and with the resources of this precious planet that gives us so much!
May we all be grateful for what Mother Earth gives us, treat her more gently, and pray for Ray 27 from the Heart of God to heal her, “The Diamond Light of the Creator—Pure White Light—Peaceful Co-Existence between species, races, religions, and governments.” So be it!
I am walking, carrying wood, a stack balanced on my back and a bundle in my arms. I am amazed how well balanced it is as I walk through town, not dropping a piece. I feel myself in the server position, bringing firewood from where it could not be used to where it is needed. A woman directs me through the business place out to a back street, where three other well-dressed women join me. They lead me to a large meeting room. Four dark men come out to receive us, and I realize with no words spoken that the intention is that I will be raped. The other three women enter willingly, but I mentally put out the thought that I am not willing to participate. I drop my bundle and run away as fast as I can. I go into a building and hide in the back office of a play therapist, who has lots of toys for children in her office. I think I may be safe, but then I hear them coming and run again. I go to a marshy bog and hide under a flap of mossy earth which covers everything but my feet. I hear the men coming but hope they will not notice me. Then I hear the footsteps of one of the men coming to me with the same sureness of step heading right for me as my lover coming to me. I was violated. While I do not have memory of the actual rape, I know it happened, and I am left trying to figure out how to deal with the physical and emotional aftermath.
The dream shows a parallel to the situation with Mother Earth. She serves us always, bringing us what we need—firewood to keep our homes warm, food to eat, and air to breathe. But we violate her in so many ways. With radioactivity from the meltdown of the Fukushima Daiichi nuclear reactors being carried by the air, the earth truly has no place where one could hide from this contamination.
Another dream I had this week reinforces the relationship between us and Mother Earth by addressing the relationship each of us has with our own physical body, our little piece of Mother Earth. The background for this second dream is that at my last physical, my physician recommended I get Zostavax, the vaccine against Shingles recommended for everyone over age 60. I normally avoid vaccinations whenever I can, as I had an aversive reaction to one in my childhood. However, my parents have both suffered from Shingles, and a beloved colleague my age just told me about her having Shingles and how painful it was. I had been thinking that Shingles was something only old people get, but then I remembered that I am 62! I have heard other stories of the devastation this illness can bring in the senior years from the virus that lingers in the system from having Chicken Pox as a child. When increased stress lowers immunity, then the virus gets a chance to attack.
I checked with my internal guidance system on this topic and decided that getting the vaccine was in my highest good. I went for it the very same day this week and had to sign a consent form which included saying I was not pregnant, which I found a bit humorous. Before getting the injection, I called on Matrix Energetics Universal Healing Frequency #3 (the work of Richard Bartlett, online at http://www.matrixenergetics.com/) to harmonize the vaccine with my body to prevent an allergic reaction. I think the frequency worked, because soreness at the injection site was listed as a possible side effect, and I had no soreness on my arm whatsoever. The night after getting the vaccination I had the following dream:
A woman has her pet wolf on a leash. She is poking at him with a stick and gleefully photographing his lively reactions of snarling at her and jumping around. I think that she should be very careful, because if she continues to agitate him, he may attack her.
As I woke up thinking how abusive this woman was, I realized she represents my mind, and the wolf represents my body, which is tethered to my mind. I had just asked the nurse to poke my body with an injection of live germs so that my mind could release my fear of getting Shingles. I had also been overworking preparing for my upcoming three-week teaching tour in Europe. I am that woman in the dream, prodding my own body to get things done. The message of the dream is that if I agitate my body too much, it may attack me, which is the exact description of an auto-immune disorder. As a cancer survivor, I really get the message of this dream and have begun to pace myself better, allowing more time for rest after working.
Getting the injection in my body for all the right reasons is a bit like a factory producing goods for all the right reasons and then dumping their toxic byproducts into the river. A vaccination gives the system a very mild case of an illness so the immune system will produce antibodies, target-specific soldiers ready to combat that illness if it would ever appear in the future. For a few days, I noticed several symptoms from the vaccination: some overall achiness in my joints and muscles, increased fatigue, and a slight drop in mood. I also feel my immunity to Shingles building and my body gradually recovering from the induced mini-illness in service of higher quality longevity.
On a larger scale, the wolf is like our planet, Mother Earth. We are all poking and prodding her, cutting off her lungs by slash and burn removal of rainforests to make land to grow cattle, building nuclear plants to provide energy, and dumping our toxins into her waterways, her bloodstream. When we push her past her limit, she reacts with an attack like the earthquakes and tsunamis which have devastated Japan. We have been violating our Mother Earth, raping her over and over by our actions without realizing that she has a limit as to how far we can push her. She is like the woman in the first dream, trying to figure out how to deal with the aftermath of all the abuse she has been given. As Mother Earth is violated, we are all being personally violated, like the woman in the dream, by our dark side lack of awareness that what we do to our planet, we do to ourselves. This awareness has made me change my attitude to being more gentle with my own body and with the resources of this precious planet that gives us so much!
May we all be grateful for what Mother Earth gives us, treat her more gently, and pray for Ray 27 from the Heart of God to heal her, “The Diamond Light of the Creator—Pure White Light—Peaceful Co-Existence between species, races, religions, and governments.” So be it!
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Pets touch our hearts in very special ways, with their unconditional love for us. For an excellent e-book on handling the grief of pet loss, see Laurie Pawlik-Kienlen's Letting Go of an Animal You Love. One of the cases in the book is the story of losing my beloved terrier-poodle. The book is readable, well-organized, and gives many tips on navigating this special kind of grief process.
http://headventurouswriter.com/petlossgriefsupport/
http://headventurouswriter.com/petlossgriefsupport/
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