An Healing Meditation

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We did the following meditation at a group that I attended ( at Kent Town SA ) in the early eighties: many would laugh saying it was silly:

But I found it healing:

Get comfortable:

Breathe deeply and slowly and relax:

(Either record the following or just say it.)

“Thankyou hair and scalp I love you:

Thankyou skin I love you:

Thankyou bones and skeletal system I love you:
Thankyou spine I love you:

Thankyou brain and nervous system I love you:

Thankyou eyes, optic nerve and visual system I love you:
Thankyou ears and auditory system I love you:

Thankyou nose and nasal passages I love you:

Thankyou lips, tongue, teeth, gums and throat I love you:

Thankyou neck and shoulders I love you:

Thankyou arms, hands and fingers I love you:

Thankyou lungs, bronchi and respiratory system I love you:

Thankyou heart and circulatory system I love you:

Thankyou immune system I love you:

Thankyou endocrine system I love you:

Thankyou glandular system I love you:

Thankyou lymphatic system I love you

Thankyou digestive and eliminatory system I love you:

Thankyou stomach I love you:

Thankyou hips and thighs I love you:

Thankyou legs feet and toes I love you:

Every system and every organ of my multidimensional being is structurally functionally perfect and loved.”

Breathe deeply and slowly: sit in silence for as long as you wish  then stand up and stretch.

 

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This chakra balance and cleansing is different.

I start from the crown chakra whereas others start from the base.

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Chakra Cleansing

Bring a beam of white light down through your crown chakra – ( violet – above your head- 5cm in diameter – spinning) – As the white light swirls through each chakra it cleanses it making each colour brighter. Check each chakra for cords. Unplug cords:  seal your end with white light.

Take the beam of light through the following chakras.

Check each for cords. Unpug cords: seal with white light.

Third eye – middle of forehead – indigo

Throat – floating above voice box – blue

Heart – middle of chest – green

Solar plexus – 3 cm above the navel – yellow

Sexual – above pubic hair – orange

Base – at base of spine – red

Take the white light to the soles of your feet -2 minor chakras – then into the earth. Bring a broad band of white light back up over your head. It then divides into two and fountains back into the earth.

Repeat the fountain  if you wish but no more than five times.

Blessed be:

Click on “Look Inside” above my not so recent photo and you can read the introduction to the book  for free.

 

https://www.amazon.com.au/Clairvoyant-Experiences-Sceptic-Personal-History-ebook/dp/B077X68NF6/ref=sr_1_sc_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8

 

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Equal Rights For Women

 

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I was in Women’s Lib in the seventies because women had no rights and no status.

If a woman was brave enough to accuse a man of rape the lawyers would say that she was a slut and asked for it. The joke back than was that there was no such thing as rape!

“A woman can run faster with her dress up than a man with his pants down”

When this witch hunt started I was pleased that women were believed and the abuse acknowledge.

Things have  gone to ridiculous extremes:

I personally do not believe  that some of the more recent accusations are true.

 

People will argue there must be some truth to this or the women wouldn’t be saying so. (“Where there is smoke there is fire!”)

People tell lies that have no basis in truth to get attention.

I know because I have been a victim of this.

Equal rights for women should have been a good thing.

Humans mess everything up.

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Back to a “Pollyanna” Outlook

(Pollyanna

noun

an excessively cheerful or optimistic person)

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I believed that our thoughts created reality in the mid-seventies.

There was no “New Age” fad in Australia back then. We couldn’t even buy books.

I have trained would be witches and would explain (along with teaching the witches pyramid) that our thoughts create reality and our emotions empower this creation.

I remember preaching “You don’t stop wars by hating wars you stop wars by loving peace.” ( Jane Roberts. “Seth Speaks”)

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I realise how negative I have become:

I tell my self it is pain: a life time of abuse and trauma and sleep deprivation:

But I doubt that feeling sorry for myself is going to help me change my situation:

I tell myself that despite my belonging to organisations like “Animal liberation” Trees for Life” and “Greenpeace.” Humans are too narcissistic to change! Why bother?

I now “put out” the opposite of what is happening:

e.g. “Humans respect the planet and other life forms.”

“Zero population growth is implemented” (without leaving newborns to die, as in China!)

I do the best that I can in the microcosm. Growing trees, feeding the predatory birds so they don’t eat the other birds.

(People have always preached to me that I should not feed the birds because its stops them from finding their own food.)

Excuse me!!! The human plague has destroyed the homes; taken the resources and killed (mice and insects) the food source for these birds.

I take animals, birds and lizards (not safe to pick up snakes) from the road.

I take them to the vet.

Sometimes this isn’t necessary, they are just stunned: other times they are already dead but I still move them so they are not flattened to the road.

I always put out water. I have seen lizards drink this.

Now I know where the Aussie saying comes from “Flat out like a lizard drinking” 😛

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I do my best not to support the meat industry, drug companies and cosmetic companies etc that are  cruel to other life forms. (I have done this since the seventies).

I no longer believe in god or karma.

People get upset when I say that I don’t believe in god. I respect their right to believe as they choose and although atheists and witches are no longer put to death some act as if they wish we were.

Karma and god are myths to stop the peasants from revolting. If you think god or karma is going to change something you wont bother doing so yourself.

New age yuppies use the term karma to tell others they deserve what ever trauma or health problem they have “It’s your karma!”

At approximately 2300 hours last night I put on a Louise Hay DVD which was with her book “You Can Heal Your Life” that I repurchased.

I am back to doing affirmations in the mirror. And loving myself healthy and happy.   😀

The following is paraphrased from Marion Weinstein’s “Positive Magic”

“Both consciously and subconsciously

I am always creating, drawing to myself

And participating in

The most perfect circumstances for my own fulfilment

Creating perfect health and happiness”

Blessed be

I have published a non fiction eBook:

I am not allowed to put it anywhere digitally but I haven’t read anything that says that I cannot advertise it. And as Amazon get two thirds of the purchase price  why would mind?

I published it before Mid summer “down under” and offered it free for five days as a promotion. Forty nine copies were ordered.

Click on “Look Inside” above my not so recent photo and you can read the introduction to the book  for free.

Be blessed

 

My Bucket List

My bucket list is unachievable because it is the same as the essay I wrote in primary school.

(In primary school the class was asked to write an essay entitled “My Wish”

I wrote that I wished people would care more about looking after nature and the planet than money.)

This is never going to happen in my life time or possibly ever!

I belonged to Animal Lib:  Greenpeace: Trees for Life and still do the best I can in the microcosm. The organisations that I belonged to have become impotent bureaucracies, achieving nothing!

I was also in Women’s lib. because women had no rights and no status but “feminism” has gone to ridiculous extremes.

As a child the solution seemed simple but I have learned that humans mess up everything. And that the “multi nationals” rule the world!

In the 19880’s the husband of one of my staff who drove stock to the abbatoirs asked me to report that suckie calves were left to die of dehydration and starvation. I phoned the RSPCA and was called a liar and a trouble maker: I put something in writing but it was ignored

This still happens: I know people who work at the abattoirs and those who go to buy stock and was told that it happens to all newborns not just calves.

The friend who worked there said that the drug companies requested this. And someone else told me that this was because hormones form in the newborn’s tissues when they die this way and these hormones are harvested.

I do my best to avoid supporting the meat industry: drug companies: cosmetic companies and household product producers that test on animals: but it isn’t easy!

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Humans are beyond plague proportions and zero population growth would seem a logical solution.

But I have been told that in China babies are just left to die (and to Google this!)

Seriously humans mess up everything.

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(The following is not meant to be taken seriously: gotta laugh or I would cry.)

There were books written (supposedly channelled) that said E T’s fed off  our fear and pain  and that they created and maintained this by inserting holographic images  to cause more fear or to stop positive changes.

Now I have never watched a “reality TV” show (nor a soapie) but I think “reality TV” replaces public executions including  the “entertainment” that was provided in the Roman Colosseum.   😛

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I don’t know the meaning of life. There probably isn’t one?

We humans understandably put meaning where there is non.

I don’t believe in karma, or god, or hell so there is definitely no justice in this reality.

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To quote my Dad (deceased)

“Why worry?

If you worry you die!

If you don’t worry you die!

So why worry?”

 

Blessed be

 

 

 

More Stuff On E Books

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I was just going to put this on my Facebook page but it is too long so decided to blog it.

I managed to get a few things done early this morning but then I somehow tore a ligament in my right leg. At least that is what I think I have done? I couldn’t stand up for ages and when I eventually did I screamed involuntarily and my furry family scattered. Moving was essential I had to get to “the smallest room in the house”  😛  (My apologies to the late Wayne Dyer for using his description of the toilet.)

I decided that as there was little else I could do, and I was already sitting by the computer, that I would work on my novel.

I have written four fiction stories over a quarter of a century: two I never published the third I published as an E book but no one was apparently interested and the fourth I haven’t finished.

While sitting here it occurred to me that I should  take note of what I have been told in writing workshops. SO! I have decided to scrap my fiction and write about something I know: my clairvoyant experiences.

The reason I wrote the fiction was as social satire on humans being in plague proportions and destroying the planet: The cruelty of the meat industry and drug companies etc.  But this stuff is covered by others in movies and novels. Plus, I can comment on it in my absolutely true book on clairvoyance!

I’ve sprayed my leg  with Arnica so hopefully I can move soon?

Blessed be and enjoy your day.     pentagram

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E Books

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I have deleted my EBook: According to my account no one had viewed the sample read nor bought it since I published it on the 10th April 2017.

I also reread the publishing conditions and it wasn’t to be shown anywhere else digitally.

I will republish  it when I publish my second book: and charge more. People told me that they couldn’t even find my book: I think that I put the price too low.

Long ago when the dinosaurs roamed the earth— well maybe not that far back    😛            I went to teachers college and took art music and drama as subjects ( sociology was my major) One of my art lectures told us that once you make your name in the “art world’ you can paint any crap and people will pay thousands for this.

Having seen a painting with a green background and an orange diagonal line win an art competition it reminded me of Hans Christian Andersen’s “The Emperor’s New Clothes”

I think this can also apply to novels.

Mind you it helps when there is sex and violence.

I have decided to include sex and violence in my next book which I have already started.

It has the same main character, Kunapipi, but is set 200 thousand years ago, where humans are livestock for giant arachnids who having appeared as humanoid, have the humans believing them to be gods.

I write because I enjoy doing so.

Blessed Be

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Thinking of making the picture below the cover for the second book.

NO — it doesn’t look scary enough.

Past Lives

Last century: in the 1980’s and early 1990’s my friends and myself were fascinated by past lives.

The first past life regression that I experienced was at a psychic group at Kent Town SA. (I think it was 1980)

Instead of a guided meditation the man running this group took us back to our very last life.

Only four of us achieved this and everyone else complained that it was supposed to be a meditation.

I wrote mine down in an exercise book as soon as I got home. I kept this book for years but it disappeared last century when my 2nd husband moved out. Pity!

I still remember much of the information that I got in this regression:

I was an American Marine in Borneo: either during or just after the Second World War.

At the time I had no idea the war went to Borneo. I checked all the information that I could in the library. I also didn’t like the “Yanks” back then so had no desire to be one. I have since visited the USA and know how friendly and welcoming Americans are.

I died when the b12 I was in ( I was the gunner; not the pilot) was shot down. This sensation of spinning downwards to my death was brought back to me in this present incarnation when a pilot friend took me up in a Victor (two seater aeroplane) cut the motors and spun the plane downwards without warning me. (He was trying to show off.)

I was 19, male and the middle child of three boys. My name was Harold. I saw my home but not my parents.

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As I was born this life in February 1949 I would have come straight back after I died. But knowing that I do not understand the nature of reality or time anything is possible.

I have done numerous past life regression. I am only sharing a few.

When a friend of mine took me back to a past life(in the early eighties this time space). I was walking toward a well in a cobblestone courtyard. (Probably the Middle Ages.) As soon as I appeared everyone else scattered. Immediately I came back to waking reality and couldn’t stop laughing. I said “I don’t know who I was but they didn’t like me.” (I may have been a leper?)

A Reiki master (not so common back then) took me to a past life. I was an English aristocrat in India. What I remember the most about this person who was supposedly me was the way he thought. He was “so far up himself his feet stuck out!” Anyone who wasn’t English upper class was worthless and irrelevant. I said to the Reiki master “I don’t think like this!?”

He was mountain climbing and someone slipped. The Reiki master asked me to “ask” who this was in my present life and it was my daughter.

This aristocrat also raped one of the peasant women.

I experienced another past life when I did an exchange of service for someone. This someone balanced my chakras in exchange for a “reading”

When we got to my solar plexus chakra I told him that the problem was a past life. He told me to go there!

This was the most lucid past life I had ever experienced.

I was black; very tall and performing human sacrifices in Egypt. People that I told the story to have told me that they didn’t have human sacrifices in Egypt and my reply was/is “Yes they did! I was there!”

The sword that I used look something like a Turkish sword but not quite the same.

I killed myself with the sword in this Egyptian life because I hated what I did.

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Most of the past lives I have regressed to have been male: but I was aparently a courtesan in France: When I became too old for this lifestyle I became a nun.

I was also an Australian Aboriginal elder (female) – before white man came here. A very  wise and a powerful healer.

In 1991 a male friend regressed me and “tuned in”. I saw my self wearing a white skull cap and said I was a cardinal. My friend reminded me that cardinals wear red. The pope wears white. I was told my name but it was my given name, not the one I chose as pope. I checked encyclopaedias but couldn’t find me: And because I didn’t write the regression down I have since forgotten the name. Would have been good to have the internet and Google back then.

I have a book by Peter Ramster called: “A Search for Reincarnation.” I do not know if it is still in print. Peter Ramster is a psychologist who regressed some of his clients to find the cause of a problem and on several occasions they went to another life: From there he deliberately regressed people to past lives: An interesting read.

Blessed be