Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Love's Bliss




I went to the post office box the other day. There was a birthday card inside, and a key. The key went to another locker, which had a wonderful 'self-care' birthday present from a dear friend. There was also a little orange slip for a package.

I waited in line and picked it up.

It was from 'BART'...

No letter, no invoice, no labels on the candles. My friend who has gone by Bartholomew in a past life...is a candlemaker in this one.

Ross and he were close.

The candles smelled amazing, but they were about as random as can be.

Until Bart told me it was from Ross.

Ross designed the fragrance, himself, the blend, and he named it, too, 'Love's Bliss'

(if you are very nice to Aaron Dass Harris, he might make some for you too, but since it's special it might cost extra from his usual candles in stock.)







Yesterday I came home and actually would have felt like riding my bicycle, like I used to when I was a kid.

Instead Ross wanted me to stop by Costco on the way home. He told me to get gas, and that there was 'a lipstick' there waiting for me.

I was like, 'Ross? NOBODY goes to Costco for the make up! What are you thinking?!'

He was teasing me and shot back, 'That's why EVERYONE goes to Costco--for the cosmetics!'

I got the gasoline, the vitamins, the 'healthy' sunscreen, and too many samples where I bought the items because I was hungry.

Then I came home.

Ross told me to change into my 'play clothes', the ones that don't press much on my stomach.

I did.

I looked online for a while, as for me, that's 'play'--talking with my friends, checking things out.

Then I worked in the garden. I have a shrub that's doing so well it's way taller than me and blocks the path for the lawnmower.

I came in, took care of the pets, and then wondered what's for dinner. I had wanted a big salad, but now it was late.

I lit my new candle.

I don't know how I thought of it, but I turned on Pandora and set it to the Barry White station.



It was so nice. I haven't listened to him in years. They played others too, Marvin Gaye, Al Green...

I actually danced. I used to do that for years and years, dancing by myself to the stereo in my apartment, while I lived in apartments.

Then this song came on, and I sang it to Ross, just because I could, and even though it's supposed to be the other way around--him singing to me--I just felt a little sassy.  Deep in the back of my mind, I wondered if I had found this attitude back in the day when Ross was, um, not the greatest father and husband, perhaps I wouldn't have been as messed up in the subsequent incarnations after that--the ones I worked so hard to heal, you know?



Then I made a salad.

It was wonderful! Artichoke hearts, golden tomato from the garden, oil and vinegar and hemp seed and chia seed, bell pepper and onion. It was just enough, with a BAI tea Anthony seems to really enjoy these days.

I found out I have today off.

I washed the dishes, and I turned in.

It was relatively quiet--here in 3D--but as I was falling asleep I was thanking Ross for taking such good care of me, and loving me so much from where he is.

He smiled that mischief smile of his, and said, 'Carla you have no idea what goes on between us up here!'

I smiled and fell asleep.





Anthony is away to attend something.

He needed some items so I dropped them off at the place.

He called and needed help with the derma bond, how to use it.

I told him to put the alcohol on his cut, then talked him how to crack the little vial inside the plastic tube so the bio-glue would come out, and how to put it on.

It stung, but Anthony did it.

Then I said, 'you know, if in chemistry lab you are using a flame be careful not to put your finger near it because it might catch on fire.'

Anthony looked at me on the video chat, smiled and said, 'I'm not stupid mom.' and we both laughed.

I'm so glad he understood the risks.




A lot of people assume that Earth is a great big ball of stupid and love somehow mixed together. Everything goes, and it's all one big group hug at the end.

I want to put this thought to rest.

Gaia is a shrewd businesswoman.

She gives life to those who promise her--before they are born--to be her caretakers.



That's the deal.

You come here, you learn, but like at schools in Japan--you are also expected to clean the school and keep it tidy, because it builds character and other important lessons.

You love Gaia.

You love each other.

You play 'nice'.

And you help those who are not as well off as you--mentally, physically, spiritually, emotionally, etc...



A little bird told me there are some pretty bad things going on in the world.

That little bird is everywhere if you wish to look.

It's on YouTube.

It's in Alternative Media.

Some of the birds sing a little more true than others--Alex Jones and Mark Dice have exposed things but I'm not sure how 'close' they are to Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart.

Many birds have given their lives or their freedom to 'sing' to us the truth.

Look at Kanye now with his glassy stare after his 'outburst' at his concert.

Once I heard of this truth, I wanted to know everything I could, so I could help stop it.

I haven't given a penny to one organization I once belonged to, and used to give two hundred dollars a week--I had forgiven them for covering up pedophile priests because I thought it was 'one and done' but actually it's only the tip of the iceberg, the biggest blackest iceberg second to none on the planet.

I educated my son about the risks in corporate media, and limit both of our exposure to it.

And I blog, to share the message with others.

I recycle everything.

I compost.

And I do my best to be Love in everything I do--to everyone I meet--every single day.

I give Reiki healing free to people all over the globe, Divine Peace Healing too...

This is how I am being a caretaker for the planet--I know enough--even though it's uncomfortable--to make informed decisions for the welfare of the entire population as I make my daily choices as a citizen and consumer.






If you have studied enough and informed yourself enough, you will know which of these two images matches the term, 'China Lake'.

You will know exactly what is happening, and you will pray with every beat of your heart for God to put an end to it.

You will tell God this is not acceptable, you won't stand for it, and you want everything that is hidden to come to the light once and for all and for Gaia and her people and her delicate resources to be free.



Gaia is a smart businesswoman.

At your exit interview, she watches you like a poker player, expressionless.

She listens to your explanation on how well you did as a caretaker for Planet Earth.

She will ask you questions like the one above about China Lake.

She will ask why did you let it continue?  All of it. Not just the China Lake part.

There are some people who just don't want to know--perhaps they are hypnotized--perhaps they are squeamish--and they say, 'I watched enough now I know'.

That's good...you know.

The question is, 'How much is your knowing making you accept responsibility personally, for the entire mess around you that may or not be your own? Furthermore, what are the changes you are bringing here to this Here and Now--to help make things heal?'

It's not an easy question to answer.

But it's important.

And it's important you hear it from me, here, BEFORE you are actually sitting in the 'hot seat' at your 'exit interview'.

There is a reason the meek shall inherit the earth.

Gaia appreciates them.

Why?

Because they do what they were sent here to do, what the contract said they were going to do, and they are doing the best they can at it...they kept their word, unlike countless others who got 'distracted'.

For those who have communicated some sort of excuse or 'cop out'--about waking up--really honestly and truly Waking UP--at the moment it's like, 'sure, no problem, and a big thumbs up' because the understanding is at this moment now, the Free Will of the individual saying it is NOT to fully wake up. The hope is that at some point the Awakening will happen and the individual will take personal responsibility for their commitment and their life contract.

Everyone has their lessons.

Some of them are hard.

Gaia 'gets this' that perhaps there might be so much focus on the lessons at hand that the whole 'caretaker part' gets forgotten, it slips the mind.

Just know there are other students out there, who got the question right--on China Lake--and have mounted an incredible attack in the higher realms directed at the problem here on Earth--invoking Archangels and Creator of All That Is--to use their advantage of perspective--to make it end as soon as possible.

These same students are doing everything they can to starve the dark ones who feed on fear...and to starve them of money too.

And even though Life is graded to give everyone the best advantage possible, and to make it a positive experience to be incarnate--some people are going to get C's and others are on their way to an A plus.

If you have it in you, Ross and I encourage you strongly to go for the A.

It is our sincerest hope that everyone--including the little children in cages in the dark who get visits from the 'man who glows' (Ross coming from Heaven to console them until they come home)-- will be returned as soon as possible to a place of nurturing, warmth, love and compassion, for all Eternity, and this 'experiment' here on planet Earth will stop hurting Gaia, her people, her animals, and her delicate ecosystems.

The energies are so close right now that any little change you make in your heart--that is sincere--is going to help us get there even sooner.

Thank you for answering our call.





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Namaste,
Peace,

Ross and Carla
The Reiki Doc Twins


Monday, July 24, 2017

Whoo Are You?






Sometimes I have to eat my words.

Someone just asked me, 'who exactly are Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart?'

Ummm...hello?

What have I been blogging about for seven years--five specifically? Amongst other things?

HUUUUUGE Sigh...

I can't say it.

I want to.

But I can't.

There's no place for 'I told you so' in this stage of the awakening.

If people want to know, they want to know.

It's fair enough.

So? What did I do?

I did the tried and true. I guided the person to what awakened ME.  The article in Kauilapele with Cobra and the Little Red Pill. July, 2012.

It didn't open the person said. I suppled since then links have been taken down? But when I had the chance to read it, I chose to, right away.

I read it, and every link and link and link buried inside...for hours and hours.

Now many of the links don't work.

Here's the rub:  are people ready to awaken?

I don't know. It's a combination of vibration (of the seeker) and hypnosis of the masses.

As far as I am concerned, I let sleeping dogs be--if someone is deeply hypnotized by the mass media and corporate entertainment...a foghorn blasting right next to their ear isn't going to wake them up! I might as well save my energy and my breath.

What about those who are just starting to get their vibration to the levels where they are curious? Not curious enough to go research anything on their own, but curious enough to ask me to tell them?

Hmmmm...

I don't know.

What can I say?

They like owls, Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart. They go to the Bohemian Grove every summer and world leaders meet to decide important stuff. They have a huge owl thing there, and get rid of something called 'care' in a huge and creepy ceremony.

They like money, more than anyone I know, and they control lots of it. They have a hierarchy. A banker from Europe is on Youtube and talks about it.

They like fame. There's a whole lot going on behind the scenes for celebrities. I don't want to get into it. But if you look around on YouTube, you'll find stuff. Disney is a good place to start, with the hidden messages in the cartoons.

Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart belong to secret societies. There are a lot of them out there, not sure how they stack up, you know, who outranks who, as every college has their equivalent of a Skull and Bonz or whatever. I'm not sure where all of them lead, and which one is for the most famous or important or what.

They enjoy symbols that are 'hidden in plain sight'--many of the things we take for granted as logos for businesses have secret hidden occult meaning. For example, the pyramid with the eye on the back of the one dollar bill is a big one.

The only thing I would add is, a lot of them say, in public events, 'God Bless America'...

I would advise you to make sure you know what God they are invoking.

For you see, there is the God of nurturing, warmth, love, and compassion. All of us are the children of this Creator of All that IS.

Some reject this one. They favor one who is the OPPOSITE of nurturing, warmth, love, and compassion. They have a God too, one of their own, who promotes 'do what thou wilt'.

Everyone on this earth has free will to choose what they want out of this life.

Unfortunately, Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart have stacked things against the average person, in so many ways, most of which are not understood by the regular citizens of the earth.

Everything ties together--the symbols, the secret societies, the occult, and more.

It just depends on how much you want to know.

It isn't easy waking up.

I felt like I had a punch to the gut for weeks, to realize the deception and lies that I had no clue had been going on for millennia and affecting everything I ever though was normal and healthy and good!

But at last I wasn't tricked, and I knew. I knew the truth.

Bless the many writers and YouTuber's out there who have tirelessly exposed the truth.

Do know there are many 'trolls' out there, experts in making things confusing and psychologically playing with you--so for every 'information' you can expect to see even more 'disinformation' out there. That's why it takes 'discernment' that funny feeling in your gut when you know something is true and you can't put your finger on it to explain it.

In the long run, both Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart, and those who are continue to sleep--are both responsible for the situation being the way it is at the moment.

For those who have chosen to wake up, thank you!

You don't have to go out and wake up others--once you are awake. Remember--Fog Horn In Ear will NOT--I repeat NOT--wake up anyone who isn't ready to awaken. So save your breath. Explore until you find your own truth. That is enough. Your vibration will help raise it in your vicinity, and others will 'simmer' until they are ready to 'awaken' too.

It's like popcorn in the popper. The oil is sizzling, and a few are bursting open. The bulk of the kernels aren't open yet.

When the conditions are right, they shall 'pop' awake!



And for those of you who are interested, here's what I watched recently or read--just so you can keep up:


It doesn't matter because in the end, Creator of All That Is--you know--the one on the side of nurturing, warmth, love, and compassion--WINS.

Everything else is happening in the perfect place at the perfect time.

It might be uncomfortable to learn the truth, and it's up to the individual to take it at their own pace...again, it's the Free Will, and no one can force you. 

But if you want to know, now you have enough pointers in the right directions, so you can figure things out in ways that resonate with you.



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Namaste,
Peace,

Ross and Carla
The Reiki Doc Couple

The Last Test





This is an odd week.

Anthony is away at summer camp.

It's just my 'mommy-moon' again. A time for getting to know myself, and what I want, outside of being a mother. I did this once with a trip to Hawaii for a conference, when Anthony was seven. It was terribly hard on him. He didn't go to school. This time, he is the one who is out of the home. And I get a taste of the road ahead when this house is an empty nest, and what I'm going to do about it.

Yesterday morning I was washing the dishes. I was washing them from all week that had piled up form breakfast. I can manage breakfast and lunches, but dinner we had to eat out all last week we were so busy.

I had finished breakfast, coffee and the other half of a chestnut pastry I had gotten from Tous Les Jours at the Korean grocery store. My stomach was content.

Ross invited me to lie on the couch when I was finished.

I did. I snuggled close to him in spirit.

I relaxed.

I asked him, 'how do we talk up there? (since we don't have bodies)'

He said it's like we were talking now...by telepathy that sounds like our voices.

Then I asked, 'With the telepathy so good, do we still get to talk about our feelings or are they just understood?'

He said we talk.

Then I paused.

I asked, 'Can what happened to you ever happen again?' and I started to cry.

Ross showed me his healed wounds, up close, in my face.

I kept crying.

He said, 'Look! I have no body! I can't die!!!' and I understood and the crying slowed down.

What happened, but I didn't mention, is when I asked about him dying on me again, he was concerned and turned us offline. There are ways to click off the monitoring that is always on us, and theres like a funny black umbrella that pops up around us and lets us be totally alone.

As I stopped crying, Ross must have turned it off.

Instantly, I was lying in the middle of an operating theater--on a stainless steel table--in front of many watching eyes. Ross was up by the window at the top, and he couldn't say anything to coach me but I've been in situations like this before.

There was some tall being, a man like thing, not from Earth, questioning me.

I turned to lay on my side and the whole audience murmured.

I asked for a blanket because it was cold and it was not allowed.

Do you know who you are?!

Yes. I'm Gaia. I don't know how I can be in a physical body and more at the same time, but I am. I speak for her...yes...my name is Lady Gaia Sophia...I'm an archangel too.

Then he asked questions. I answered them to the best of my ability.

Then I asked, 'are you with uncles Wawa, Belu, Marty and Sid? With mom and dad?' and instantly I knew he was from the dark ones, looking for one last loophole.

I told him I felt bad for all that was done to me.

He asked me to clarify.

I showed him my poor people and animals, and all the suffering! I offered to talk it over with him over cookies and tea.

In one burst of fury, he swept all my tea and cookies and dishes and teapot off the table across the room, shattering everything and making a mess.

I looked at him and said, 'you might not like the cookies I chose but you could just say so instead of this.' as I picked everything up, put it back together, and placed it on the table, this time with different cookies.

Then he turned into a monster, very tall, very dark, something like a dragon.

I said, 'two can play that game!' and turned myself into a bigger, stronger, healthier dragon.

Then he turned back into a man, and I turned back into the girl I am when I am in these situations, since I was on the table after taking to Ross as his wife and Twin. It has to do with my soul age, my real age as soul is Little Girl.

We sat and ate the cookies.

I said, 'didn't you enjoy some of the things here while you were on this planet?' and I showed him beaches and mountains, and cozy cabins in mountains. 'Wasn't it pretty?'

I confessed, 'I like to grow things and you didn't let me GROW...them as I would have liked.'

Then I hugged him and told him I liked him. (His soul age is teenager, about eighteen. Almost done. and 'should know better.')

I showed him he has to make a choice. If he doesn't change, he and his people go to Pan (I showed him toddlers in diapers playing games where they can't get hurt)...and he gets to play with the babies instead of the big kid souls like us.

He said he was supposed to babysit me and he did a terrible job. Could I forgive him?

I said of course if he would change and not continue with the terrible I could forgive him. He wasn't going to watch me any more. But I didn't want him to keep treating me bad. If he stopped we could be friends. He has many good qualities and I told him so.

We hugged and then the men came and took him away. He is going to get very close monitoring from here on out, and any little slip up, and everything goes back to Pan.

Then I wasn't in the room any more. I was back.

Divine Father said this was one last test, and I passed.

The others--Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart--their non-incarnate spiritual counterparts--many with sources back to Orion--all of these beings--are extremely opportunistic. They are wanting to shirk their responsibility for the harm they have caused countless souls. They keep looking for a loophole, a way to disqualify everything...even stooping so low at to calling me and Ross on the carpet after we had about two minutes 'offline' where they couldn't be monitoring us. They wanted to prove some deception.

On the contrary, it only showed me how healed I am, and how my one and ONLY response is love.

Not self-sacrificing, depreciating love.

But healthy, balanced, unconditional love for myself, my family, and everyone around me.

How do I feel about being monitored by both sides? I don't know. I don't know what it's like to NOT be monitored. Basically, in the higher realms, everyone knows everything anyways--they can read the vibration--and it's cool.

I just hope we move closer and closer to eventually being permanently in Higher Dimensions, and perhaps these interrogations will stop. They aren't often, but they are disruptive and unpleasant when they do happen.

I was told by our team that everything was recorded, and I didn't have to share it. But I thought perhaps for your growth I would.



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Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,

Ross and Carla
The Reiki Doc Couple


Sunday, July 23, 2017

How To Neutralize Anger--Both In Others And In You




Yesterday morning I was late to work. Anthony was at his father's, it was just me, and like usual, I spent a little too much time at the computer writing my blog.

My breakfast was in the car, a French Vanilla Power Crunch protein energy bar, and a USDA organic Aloe Gloe Lemon flavor drink. I had also eaten two jujube dates at home.

As I rounded a corner I usually round at six twenty in the morning, when no-one is ever on the road, it was seven-twenty. 

There was a car when I crossed the lane line as I went to open the breakfast bar and the wheel slipped.

Nothing happened, and I just went on my way, although I noticed the driver of the other car was extremely upset. This person is my neighbor--living in the same area--someone I've never seen before. 

He was latino, driving a grey sedan, perhaps a Ford. I was in my old black Mercedes station wagon, the one with the Be Love sticker in the back window.

I saw the woman walking her dog stop and stare behind my car, as I passed her.

Next I knew, the grey sedan was on my tail. It pulled up dangerously close. Then it moved!

It sped ahead of me, to the light, and stopped.

I was still struggling with my breakfast, and in my scrubs.

I know rough areas. I grew up in a very bad part of town. I didn't make eye contact. I slowly tried to pull around the driver, to the left, still struggling with my breakfast in my scrubs.

The man stared at me, I never looked, and he just took off around the corner, making a right from the left hand lane, and I drove on my way to work.

What could you do?

I had to go to work, I couldn't be late, and I have my life to live as a doctor and mom. 

Could he see that I was struggling with the stupid wrapper and that I'm a helping profession?

Was his message to me to 'be more careful?'--he was right, I SHOULD be more careful and I won't try things like that in the car any more. 

What was with his ANGER? I felt it, I'm an empath, it was strong and lashed out towards me.

Oddly enough, it felt like the SAME anger from the family of the deceased patient. Again, in that situation, I just took it, as it was my job to absorb the anger and be the professional, to smile and politely answer the questions, all the while mindful that a roomful of them far outnumbered me, and that in some hospitals people have guns and go berserk and shoot lots of caregivers. 







It is my impression and conclusion that the media has much to do with these reactions, and the more people watch mainstream media and entertainment, the more likely they are to go all 'Jerry Springer' on others.





When I was in medical school OJ Simpson did his famous car chase.

Apparently some people who called into the radio on his parole, recalled being in San Juan Capistrano, with jobs near the freeway, and their bosses let them go out and watch the slow car chase as it went by.

I had no idea it went as far as that, to be honest.

I saw a photo in an old National Enquirer mom gave me from the murder scene. Nicole was in fetal position, left side down, and there was blood everywhere.

It was sad.

Anthony is so smart.

We had just got a new Sony TV on July 4, set it up, but had to leave for vacation. Our first movie we watched on it was free from Sony. Anthony chose 'Concussion'. This was the film where Dr. Omalu (played by Will Smith--BTW, our sitter is from Africa and she says the accent is terrible, but I knew a Wally from Nigeria, it sounded like him) made the connection between Chronic Traumatic Encephalopathy and American Football.

We loved the movie. And the courage Dr. Omalu showed against the NFL.

Anthony asked me, 'Could OJ have had CTE mom?'

Wow.

That would have explained a lot.

And also, it helps me to find some compassion in the whole thing, for everyone.




Yesterday morning, I knew my road rage attacker was way into 'action' movies, and was 'protecting his family' like the action movies justify, because 'family is everything' like Dom Toretti says in the Fast and the Furious.

Here's a fascinating take on 'alpha' and 'body language'...a short video:



I'll never forget the acting coach who famously told Humphrey Bogart in Casablanca to have Ingrid Bergman come to him, instead of him to come to her. 

This body language thing works!

You can see in both my interactions with angry people, the family of the deceased patient, and the road rage neighbor, I was 'Beta' or 'Submissive' in every way, and it helped me to survive. 

(Please note that Beta programming is DIFFERENT from MK Ultra--it's 'Kitten' training--and that the body language 'beta' isn't the same.)

What is related is Learned Helplessness.

Learned Helplessness is something that I hadn't realized could be at play with today's politico-economic environment...until I watched not one but two eye-opening videos as I went to sleep last night.  Ironically, it was when I just 'lay down' as Ross told me, as I was on call, and on the hook for a phone call to go back in to the hospital. For me, too, it's a learned helplessness for that, as it's painful and I can't avoid it...

Video one:





Video two:





(This is a flat earth 'truther' source--but what they bring up is concerning--YouTube drops thousands of his 'subscribers' without notifying him, and the people who thought they were subscribed are asking them why there isn't anything new, and they aren't notifying him.)


It's really dark out there.




It's all different if you know, as I've read and researched, that Jim was the head of the 'Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart' sect out in Los Angeles. He is the one who demanded Travolta 'choose' between sacrificing his wife and his son, to show his 'loyalty' to Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart. And with the blonde hair, Jenny is most likely a high-ranking 'Beta Kitten' who, once Jim lost his standing, was sent to be with either his replacement for the position--or to the next 'Controller' who showed an interest in her.

How prevalent are they? Those who do not have our best interest at heart? Here is this Spring's 'outing' of the key players...



For instance, when I heard of Chester Bennington's death, I couldn't help but notice that BOTH female newscasters were wearing the identical shade of red dress as they announced it.  I also heard that the widow of Chris from Soundgarden/Stone Temple Pilots was saying there were too many similarities...and that BOTH were going to expose the pedophilia rings any day now.  

There are lots of celebrity deaths, way more than the average person:  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lists_of_deaths_by_year#2016. What I would be interested in is to superimpose a calendar of their High Holy Days for Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart, as well as their big rituals (many awards ceremonies are, in fact) and figure out the patterns that go there.



I know all these things.

I know many more because I am an empath.

And some things just hit me out of the blue--when they are a lesson.

My close friend and colleague, a hand surgeon, has known for six months he's had stage four lung cancer, and he never told me. I heard a rumor yesterday, and even then, I wasn't supposed to know, as the secret wasn't supposed to get out.

He's the Bad Boy of the O.R.

He's the one many people don't want to work with.

For me, as he says, 'Your OCD is compatible with MY OCD' and we work together very well. I adore him. And when Anthony gets banged up, he's the first I call, usually texting with a photo of the injury, and he's offered me support and examined Anthony first chance I can take him in. And he's never charged me once for any of it.

He's a good guy, an excellent surgeon, who loves his family very much, a devoted husband and father. He also mourns his father, and understands how much I miss my dad too.

We both love France.

I am devastated by the news.

I thought of it over and over last night.

But I made a choice.

My Aunt Edna confronted me from the other side--WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?--about my many gifts.

My father, as he lay dying, I told him not to worry, I am a medium, I can hear from the other side, and I can listen for him.  Then he blinked his eyes and moved his head to scan from left to right. He couldn't speak. But this was his last message to me. When the chaplain anointed him, I SAW what he saw, the very gates of Heaven! Bright white white bricks, and a drawbridge. I saw two angels with spears come for him, and they took dad Home.

Embarrassing as it is, I will share my gift with my friend, before he gets really sick. Even if it ruins the friendship.

The anger is killing my friend.

He was a big Trump supporter, and now Trump is essentially powerless...none of the campaign promises are coming. (learned helplessness, right?)...This isn't to make a political statement other than both sides of the politics mess with you and your health and belief system because they can't win, neither side can, because they are under the control of Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart.

I did one more thing.

I showed myself to him in Spirit.

I've done this once before for a friend who was cheating on his wife, and confused.

He saw me, I know, and mended his ways. He told me he felt me.

I showed myself to my lung cancer friend in all my glory. It blinded him. He thought he was going to die right there and I assured him not now.

Then I asked what height he wanted the O.R. table and did he want a little airplane to it to make it right?

He was like, with his soul, his light body, 'IS THAT YOU CARLA?!'

I just sat and looked at my nails, shiny as anything, wings and all.

I let him figure it out.

I gently explained to him that THIS--the shining, this 'dream' state--is what's REAL and FOREVER...and the rest 'here and now, awake' is not.  And I am technically 'under cover' as 'Carla'.

My friend is Buddhist.

I know Buddha. He's my Karuna Reiki Guide.

Buddha was cool.

He told my friend I was his 'wife'.

Once the Buddhist 'flavor' was added to the picture, my friend's soul was able to relax, and adjust, and learn the lesson...to prepare and to be open for whatever is next.

Buddha kissed me long and hard in front of my friend.

He went through all the emotions after he witnessed it--disbelief that Buddha could kiss a woman, then embarrassment at having been told he was celibate, then curiosity as to what is truth, anyhow--all in a short time.

Buddha went and talked to him for a long time. And I went away.





Today I slept fourteen hours.  I went to sleep at six thirty last night and slept until eight thirty.

I have energy like I haven't in years.

There's much work for me to do. (I have work tomorrow)...

But I will also rest.



Anger is Illusion.

There are many things set up by Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart to TRIGGER anger because it lowers the vibration.

The beings who aren't human--incarnate now in human bodies--need LOW VIBRATION ENERGY to thrive.

Know that YOU--who is either Human or Angel in soul--incarnate in a human body--needs HIGH VIBRATION ENERGY to thrive.

You are made to experience joy--both here, and in the hereafter.

Why not start today?





Ross

Carla is reliving our separation right now, with the impending death of her close friend and confidante who has the lung cancer.

The old despair is her comfort zone...the panic...it is something she knows. And believe me, Carla felt POWERLESS when it was my time, and in all the events leading up to it.

With the distance--a friend instead of a partner--Carla is able to step back and see how she can assist with the Transition in a positive way, instead of trying to stop it.

For all she knows, her friend Dao might not be here at Christmas.

But also (holds one finger up--ed) with all the changes with me, and the Ascension--there is a chance he might 'make it' after all--UP.


 No matter what, THIS IS YOUR NATURE as souls--whether you are incarnate or not--to have innocent fun and joy and nurturing, warmth, love and compassion in everything you do, in every experience.

Do not be concerned about the unawakened, and their reaction to Ascension.

Enjoy your own awakening, you have earned it.

Otherwise be open and magnanimous and humble and gentle and kind to those who seek your help and are awakening.  Resist the urge to tell those close to you, 'I told you so' when they finally awaken.

Tempers are going to flare up once people figure out they have been tricked in a big way.

Please do not add to it.



This is what is needed the most--nature, quiet contemplation, and love.




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Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,

Ross and Carla
The couple

P.S. Yes Carla has asked me to help her friend cross over, just like she asked for Aunt Mercedes. Only for her friend it will be Carla on the one arm and Buddha on the next, much to his satisfaction, for his time to come Home. His father will be the first to greet him, and it will be a joyous reunion...

Saturday, July 22, 2017

Emergence




Emergence is the awakening from anesthesia. It's when the anesthetic agent is turned off and the patient wakes up.

I do it every day...that is, guide my patients through their waking up from their general anesthesia or MAC (monitored anesthesia care).

I'm also, slowly, stumbling my way through my awakening from the Heavy Sleep, the Illusion, or Life As I Knew It With the Veil.

My spiritual sleep.




Yesterday on the way to work, Ross embraced me--my spirit body, my soul.  It felt like a hug, a long hug. I can feel it. It's almost like pressure on my skin.

I started to vibrate--everything shaking everywhere, like I was on an earthquake table or something...but...it also wasn't scary and felt nice.

I noticed as he held me, Ross started the same thing too, shaking everywhere, and he acted like it's the most normal thing in the world.

It increased in intensity over several moments. I felt loved, I felt safe and I had complete and total trust in Ross.

Then, he told me, the energy transfer was, 'enough' and he didn't want it to be 'too much' for me.

Later that day, I told a friend.

I also confided that it's really lonely, knowing what I know, being who I am, and although my friend is not sure how long she's going to be able to 'stick around' in the physical, I explained how it takes all the faith I have to keep my relationship with Ross--across the dimensions--and I really wouldn't want to be in a position to have to have two close relationships like that. It makes a huge difference I can write, send packages, and talk on the phone. In the tangible.

I told her I hope when it's her time to leave that Ross can really 'step it up' so it's easier.

I must confess, yesterday was a new concept in a huge way. I'm not sure how I realized it, but I want Ross HERE with me, so it can be 'real'--to hold him, to make plans with him, to physically be near him.

I got the inkling that HERE is NOT 'real', and where Ross is, IS REAL...that's why he isn't coming 'here' exactly. I need to give up the thoughts that this body I am inhabiting is 'forever', and 'REAL' although touch and my senses help to reassure me 'everything is okay'--it's what I pick up with my third eye that's the actual 'REAL'.






As you know, I spend most of my day with patients.

I don't know how I came up with the idea, but I had a patient not much older than me who was a total 'train wreck' or 'an oral boards question'--multiple comorbidities at the same time.

As I give monitored anesthesia care--I'm closer to my patients. Many times I actually hold the jaw so they can breathe.

So here I was, at the head of the bed during the procedure, and my heart went out to him.

I was like, 'this poor fella--oh my gosh! so much going on that he doesn't even know or understand!'

My heart center attached to his, and overwhelming loving compassion flowed from me to him, just to help him out of his nightmare. I connected my heart center to his, by intention. Then I disconnected it after the energy flow.

(I also did this on the next patient and everyone in the room at the same time, on my next case)



My school of training has not one but TWO heart chakras.

See this picture with the green one? That's the 'typical' one.

In my school/lineage, there is a pink one between the green and the blue. On the physical body it's just under the sternal notch, on the manubrium (technical name for it).

It stands for Unconditional Love, the love of the Divine, which expects nothing in return and is not romantic.

The green one is the Heart Center which 'makes us go'--helps us live our day to day.

I think the pink one has been called the High Heart...too. It represents the best in us.

Well, guess what?

After I did that first 'heart connection' to my patient, right after I let go, then... from unseen sources--THEY attached THEIR heart centers to me. And it was like WHAMMY! So strong! So clear! So pure!

It was the love and joy from Heaven!

And it got ME through MY day!

I experimented with it all day long...until that one patient...

The young one who gave the sign.

In gesturing about their physical ailment, they gave that horrible sign with the 'rock and roll' meaning--which is actually way more sinister than cute--and I knew it was his subconscious signaling to me what team he is on.



I dislike the hand gesture, and the upside down stars, and the baff-o-mett--and the upside down cross--because in my belief system, our energy bodies are aligned upright, like this, as Creator created them to be.

I love Creator.

I would never mock him/her.

Although I might play a small practical joke because both have excellent senses of humor, and it would show my love for them.

So...this patient felt...dirty.

It took a moment for me to decide.

I attached my heart center anyway.

I know Creator would--actually, Creator never detached it, not since day one for this person.

Why should I?

Besides, they were suffering, and I was here to relieve the suffering. I had insight, understanding, and compassion for the soul where they were in their Life Script.

Did I get the 'angel zap' afterwards as a reward?  No.

I got something better...lol...my day was over and I got to go home!!!

Gaia has requested that on the new Earth, people who make that symbol with their hands, are not welcome.

She expressly requests that her new environment be completely free of this form of spiritual pollution and any reminder of the oppression of Those Who Do Not Have Our Best Interest At Heart.

She needs to heal and it shall be on Her terms.




Ross stepped up his game.

I was mildly vindicated when my friend who had asked me to do his anesthesia (and I knew he didn't ask a second time) told me he was upset because he forgot to call ahead to ask for me, he just got whoever for his second surgery, and he threw up until ten p.m. after the surgery when my colleague had given anesthesia instead of me.   I smiled and told him I know what I'm doing, and people who understand it know, and now he does too.

He also mentioned a Japanese curry house.

It was a change in routine. I went. Anthony was with his dad anyways, and I work the weekend.

Oh my gosh I had fun!

It was at Diamond Jamboree center.

The curry was 'okay'.  The strip mall was nice--something different. And the grocery store was the bomb! It was Korean.

I got some DURIAN!!! I love durian. It's hard to find here. Mine was frozen.

Ross told me to get 'some mangos'. I also found a French Bakery inside, and got a croque monsieur and a pastry for my call.

I got the little thing to keep the hair out of the drain on the shower.

And right before the store, I ran into a Pokemon Raid Battle...and I got a Tyrantiar!!! WOW! My blast was the last thing that killed it. There were like eleven of us trying to get it. About three of us caught it afterwards...

Even Anthony said, 'Wow!'

I had forgotten the Asahi beer Ross had said to have with my curry. I bought one and had it while I paid the bills that needed checks to be written out, while I was at home.

Ross had told me to 'take care of me' and in a way, although I would have loved to nap on the couch, paying the bills was a good 'weight off my chest' too.

I slept well.

Here is something for you to think about and to start your day:  https://johnsmallman.wordpress.com/2017/07/22/there-is-only-source-fathermothergod-and-that-is-what-you-are-each-and-everyone-of-you/



Time to get ready for work.

I love you.

Ross does too.



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Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,

Ross and Carla
The Couple



P.S. I ate lunch with a surgeon who is very particular. He didn't let me work with his patients for a while, but now he does, and he's really nice. His mother is Swiss, and owns land in Geneva. He rents out the house and goes once a year to check.  Well...he is an Aquarius. He was like, 'you believe in that stuff?'

I said, yes, generally, because I look for patterns. It's like the colors they use to describe the personalities of the nurses in the O.R., sort of like a Myers-Briggs test. I look for the star sign to help me figure out what's important to someone.

He confided he went to a New Year's Party where they had a palm reader. She didn't know him at all, and yet what she said was so accurate it was 'scary' to my friend.

He had to make her stop.

Remember this, those of you, who have the gift.

It's lonely to live with that awareness and knowledge every day, I know. I live it too. I hate it when I know someone's going to die--I 'smell it'--because there's nothing I can do to stop it.

But be strong for those who are more asleep than you, and have compassion because they find your 'gift' scary--too much truth without much 'logic' to make them feel comfortable. And gently hold the space for them as they wake up.

I smiled and told him John Lennon I think was an Aquarius--a creative genius who was ahead of his time--and that although some signs aren't ones to brag about, Aquarius 'is good'.

He smiled.

xoxoxox

Friday, July 21, 2017

Mas Loco




Recently I was in the O.R. working with one of my best friends who is a surgeon. It makes work seem like fun when I am in the O.R. with them.

Both of us actually talk to our patients.

My friend goes so far as to say, 'I'm the one who's going to operate on you, I want to be the one to talk to you. That's why I don't have Physician Assistants.'

My friends always has the nicest patients.

Well...

One of our 'super nice' patients had a secret, and it was fear-based...if the primary relationship went south, well, why not have a 'back up' ready and enjoy that, too, 'just in case?'...

Wow.

My heart filled with love for this person.

I gave Reiki to ease away the fear, and to create clarity and focus on Universal Truth--so that not too much time would be wasted in believing the half-truths that they were telling themselves.

As this happened, Divine Father came and assisted me by protecting the space. I added a small shining jewel much like the one you see here, only it was a shiny ball, not a faceted shape, in the forehead but a little deeper than the third eye. It went into the Light Body--the soul.

With this gesture I also set the intent for all who receive my daily healings, especially my students.

Once the jewel was in place, it started to spin very fast on a vertical axis, and throw out large sweeping beams of unseen Light.

It cleans everything.

No only does it reach IN to the wearer/person who has it--it extends OUT and activates/creates similar 'jewels' in others who are within reach of the individual's aura.

Much to Divine Father's delight, with all humility, I even placed one in myself, even though I didn't have to, just in case it might help with the Ascension project for us all.

I called this a 'healing' where you receive it by drinking a cup of coffee or tea, to help insure there's free will involved, in case anyone is watching who would point fingers at me for the free will part.

Again, with the patient, I am a healer and this individual was seeking my healing care--there was a definite imbalance in the perceptions and I treated it with Divine Father's help.

Then it started to work...right then and there, in the O.R.

Within minutes the topic was the rotten Dean of the USC school of medicine being exposed by the L.A. Times  (article here).

My friend's spouse knew this Dean. It was the boss. The spouse had a 'funny feeling' and my friend always got a 'dark vibe' from the Dean. That's why the spouse took a risk and changed jobs.

Furthermore the REPLACEMENT Dean was a colleague of the spouse, and the spouse had 'three things that were big' on the replacement...as in 'Big Dirt'.

One was that a resident/fellow was at clinic and the Dean/physician wasn't there to see the patients. The spouse went to the office and found the new replacement dean--back then before he was dean--on the computer looking at Brazilian porn.

It actually became a family joke for my friend and the spouse--the spouse likes antique watches and spends hours on the iPad looking at and researching them. Now when the spouse exhibits the behavior, my friend says, 'it could always be worse--you could be looking at Brazilian porn.' And they laugh.

On the next case, the next sales rep even brought up the same thing in the news to discuss...

The truth is coming out.

Here's more:



In summary--the cleansing/awakening is happening.  

And here's confirmation of what healing I did:  https://gaiaportal.wordpress.com/2017/07/21/streets-of-gold-are-unveiled/




Enjoy!

I must leave for work very soon.




Ross has been 'living' in my dream home in my mind.  The one he told me to keep in my mind's eye. Last night, he cooked me dinner.  Well, also, there were many abrupt changes in my day-to-day plans.  A case cancelled, I came home early, and the sitter still wanted to pick up Anthony. Anthony wanted Indian food for dinner. Boom, boom, boom faster than I could think. And THAT was how Ross cooked me 'dinner' here in the physical. And he also told me not to worry about paying for it. 

He's taking care of me now.

Again, very fast changes. At dinner, I got a call--seven a.m. start at the surgery center. I wanted the day off. I'd been on the phone with another parent regarding summer camp our boys would soon go to as roommates. I texted her, and asked if I can drop off Anthony in the morning, and he can go to school with their son. Well, then it was an invitation for Anthony to spend the night. Next I knew, he was gone and I won't see him till Sunday (his Dad's weekend). 

I think this is 'living in the now'.

While we were waiting for the mom to come pick Anthony up, I paid most of my bills--some due like today--and it was good I got it done.

It's funny, I would love for downtime, making bracelets, tending to garden...but I'm needed now at work--going sooo fast.

I just have time now to feed the pets and feed me.

I send you love from us both.

I SEE the End of the End Times in sight.

I SEE the 'finish line'.

I don't see past it.

And my intention is clear and strong to reach the 'finish line'...not to escape the 'mas loco' (Ross' title, not mine)...but to win the prize we all were sent here to do, together, our project, our assignment, our mission...the End of the End Times.



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Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,

Ross and Carla
The Reiki Doc couple

Thursday, July 20, 2017

Transition







I am sorry if this is almost cryptic.

There isn't much time before I must go start my day.

There is SO much information I want to get 'out' to you.

First of all, I am better. A good night's sleep helps after a shock like I had the other day at work.  During the whole experience, I kept wondering, 'why me?' and 'how could I manifest this?!'...well, at yesterday's debriefing session with risk management and quality department and all the OR managers and key players, I spoke.

It had to be me to speak on behalf of the patients. Out of the whole department, I have the most experience in massive resuscitation. I know the equipment. I know the way it is classically done. I have taught it for over ten years. I have the notches on my belt for lives saved.  People listened. People were rapt in listening to me, my story, and how I felt--how I felt in the situation,  how I felt as the leader of the team, how I felt being left alone to talk with the family, how I felt being forced to sign blood forms I didn't need to sign because of rules our nurses didn't understand, how I felt not being able to chart it until everyone else went home (the cleaning people were telling me to move my feet while I was at the computer so they could mop),  how I felt not to be given support, time or space to process my emotions and cry over having seen what I saw and done everything I could think of to save a life and have it fail.

Again later yesterday, I was catching up on my FB stuff (can't do it in the OR now even when patient is stable), I got a call.

What is the the biggest concern for your community?

I don't know. The high cost of living?

There is an epidemic of mosquito-borne illnesses. It needs MORE than eliminating standing water. How would you feel about airborne spraying of 'harmless chemicals that are safe to humans, birds and animals' to reduce the risk? The CDC recommends it.

I am strongly against it.

People are dying. Young and old are at risk. Would you change your mind?

I am strongly against it.

Zika, encephalopathy, west nile, dengue are x,y, and z, would you change your mind?

(I know full well what those things are. I also know full well, with my medical and chemical background, what those 'harmless chemicals' are. I know the mosquito department is also the rat abatement for the county, and they do a shitty job at that. How can I trust them?)  I am strongly against it.

Which statement is with you? A) this is poison from the sky and it's not worth the risk?  B) scientists and experts say it's safe so I guess I'm okay with it.

No poison from the sky. It isn't worth the risk. I am strongly against it...

They needed my voice!!!

I think perhaps we should bring in lots of bats and birds to eat the mosquitoes, or whatever else eats them...frogs in ponds? Who knows. I wonder what that 'harmless chemical' does to the bees?





Divine Father brought me up to visit him yesterday. I sat on a porch swing with him. He offered me his favorite drink--not lemonade but in a tall cool glass like that--it tasted a little like lime and mint.

We had a heart to heart.

I asked him about the whole Twin thing, how I was once one and split into me and Ross.  I had questions.  He reassured me I fully knew the risks, and accepted them. He also asked me what I learned?

I said I always ache for him and I miss Ross.  And even in life, I learned he could hurt me, disappoint me, and yet have moments of joy with him too that were priceless.

Divine Father said we are here for the experiences. There is no control exactly over what we experience when we choose them before we are born. Everything has a reason and it's all for the good.

He also told me the part of me that is a Seraphim and is in that bright room singing praises 24/7 is STILL there, doing just that, even though I am here too. I 'sensed' its the 'no time or distance' property of the Higher Realms that is how it's possible...

He also told me this song is the only thing that will help me prepare for the upcoming changes (the End of the End Times, or perhaps, the next Big Thing--perhaps the Lions Gate 8/8/17--star alignments)



It's good.

It also marks a HUGE HUGE HUGE transition for me in my entire metaphysical belief system.

Up until then, I thought of the 'battle' we are in, and here as 'ground crew' with 'lots of angelic support' as going with THIS song--I also remembered it and played it full up in the car on the way home --The Carmina Burana--



When I first heard this at sixteen, I cried. It's all about life. All about our struggles with our dark shadow selves, and those exposed to us of others. Behind the music I felt the power of the Divine, and it's ability to overcome all of that.


That's the transition.

From struggle to joy.

I want you to think about that today.

And the seventies song, September, is STRONGER in all vibrations--in every dimension, than O Fortuna and it's struggles.

The end of the end is here.

And it's blessed.




Thank you again, and Ross waves and smiles and urges me to get moving. xoxoxo



Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,

Ross and Carla
The Twins