Blessings

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Essence of Light Within

From “Forever Young” by Bob Dylan

May God bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you…

“God, what am I suppose to do with my life?”

was the question I asked myself before going to bed on a Monday night on February 5, 1990
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Light as seen by Others

The answer led me to a life that while there was previously undeveloped and unfolded into a life of grace and blessings.

We forget that within the core of each individual is being

One of the greatest gifts or blessings in my life has been and continues to be is an ability to “see”.  I have “seen” others to the depths of their beings and they have all been beautiful.

In my interdimensional healing practice of nearly 30 years I have been blessed to see and embrace other peoples’ realities. My heart is full with that privilege of this life that has been afforded me.

In the beginning I did readings and embraced others’ realities. Then I began to work with helping others heal the blocks that stood (stand) in the way of their own light and embraced their realities.

the love is boundless

We all long to be seen, accepted and know that our presence has been acknowledged. We are hungry for that connection and may do all sorts of things distracting us from feeling that connection while thinking its out there somewhere. We see behaviors and attributes that we don’t like, loathe, hate and judge in the other. We discount and judge ourselves. We forget that the actions and attributes of the other person are surface waters and not who they are. We do not see people for who they are because we are so concerned with judging, criticizing and berating ourselves and maybe others. We forget that within the core of each individual is being.

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When we are quiet enough to experience being in another we can experience being in ourselves. Then the love is boundless.

 


For further reading: The Calling

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Home Remedies: Mind with Matter – on pain reduction

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Injuries – In dealing with injuries our first reaction is to avoid the pain especially during and immediately after a fall, like a twisted angle, elbow or knee. This is a natural reaction. And if you can remember to try this you may heal more quickly.

inflammation / swelling and pain is the body’s response to injury and indicates a healing response.

Don’t resist the pain. Relax your body especially around the site of the injury. If you can put one or both hands on the site of the injury and tell yourself that the healing energy of touch is gong to the pain to relieve it. Spend a few moments sitting at the site of the injury (if possible – ie out of immediate danger) relaxing into the pain and reminding yourself not to tense up. Next try some movement. If the pain is excruciating you may need some help getting up or an ambulance perhaps. But if the pain seems less as you rise, try walking especially if you have twisted an ankle or knee. It may be a good bet to get an X-Ray / medical treatment.

Mind with Matter enters

If you go to a Doctor, of course follow their advice.

Here are some alternative pain reduction techniques to help reduce pain that may help:

These techniques follow the lines of cold and /or heat as one way to reduce inflammation. Remember that inflammation / swelling and pain is the body’s response to injury and indicates a healing response.

This is where Mind with Matter enters. Mind Over Matter implies the magic of our Wills over reality. Using our mind to ally with what is happening in our bodies we can provide a mindful and somatic response that may help with healing processes.

  1. Preparation:

Active your body by drawing your attention to your life force of your chi located in an electromagnet vortex about and inch or two below your navel. If it helps your attention to focus on it, touch with your fingers. Breathe into that spot. Allow a sensing or special attention to reside there. Activate your mind at the level of your Pineal Gland above your eyebrows and centered over the bridge of your nose. Use the same activation method you used with the electromagnet center below your navel to activate your mind. Imagine the energy of your chi energy (below your navel) blending with your minds energy.

  1. Technique One:

This process may help to lower inflammation and reduce pain. [Note – it doesn’t always work or it may not get rid of all the pain]. Pretty much everyone knows what its like to put your hand inside a Jell-O or a gelatinous substance. Remember and/or imagine that feeling. Use your mind –body connection (preparation in #1 above) that you’ve just cultivated within your mind and project purple Jell-O into the site of the injury or where the pain is. Why purple? Amongst the 7 primary colors purple is the coolest of the colors. You want to introduce cooling into an inflamed hot/injured site. With your mind move it through your tissues, vascular system and even into cartilage and bone. Intend that healing is occurring – maybe applying your in- breath to go deeply into the pain and the out breath sending to pain out of your body.

 

  1. Technique Two:

This is often used in Hypnotherapy to dull or mask acute pain. Engage the Preparation in step 1. Focus on the site of the injury. Count backwards from 10 going slowly. Tell yourself that the injured part is getting colder and colder. Eventually it becomes numb from the cold and the pain may disappear.

 

  1. Healing aids.

The link – https://psychesweather.wordpress.com/2015/12/07/home-remedies-for-stiff-or-sore-muscles/

——- shows another post of using healing aides to reduce pain. You can employ the preparation in step 1 or not.

 

VertexSmalldarkerDone-copy For more about my work visit:  Ontario’s The Kai

What happened to Critical Thinking?

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I had a recent exchange with a FB “friend” who was bemoaning the loss of their FB friends due to her endorsement of Trump. I attempted to find out what were the underpinnings of her support for him.

The post began: Because I don’t support the left and I therefore support President Trump my fb account has been decimated.

 

I asked (FKO): Why does it have to be an either or argument or decision? You could support a more moderate or centrist position. Many conservatives look at Obama as a leftist. Obama was (is) a centrist.

Nevertheless I’d like to read from you about the reasons why you are supporting Trump’s presidency. Could you please be specific?

 

FBF (Facebook Friend)- a preface to her subsequent remarks: I say you are uninformed and following a very dangerous group of Satanist[s] including pedophiles and those who desire to kill 90% of [people] through poisonous food, medical treatments, and water. May God bless you to see the truth.

(did not provide information about “Satanists” or “Pedophiles” – but there are those that don’t care about people due to greed and profit allowing food to be poisoned by chemicals and the poisoning of water – such as in Flint, Michigan and possibly by some medical treatments all through Corporate interests that Trump supports.)

(In answer to why she is supporting Trump) First there are over 40,000 sealed indictments for people who have committed crimes against humanity for the above stated crimes. Many are the leaders in this country. An indictment means there is sufficient proof. Thus drain the swamp

FKO: An indictment is a charge made against a suspect and is not proof of a crime having been committed. Proof of the commission of a crime comes when a jury or judge finds them guilty as charged according to the law.

Your statement does not hold up since an indictment does not indicate guilt or innocence for a crime. And since they are sealed no one can know what they the 40,000 were accused of.

FBF: Yes not until they are arrested and go to court. But responsible insiders are leaking some info.

FKO: Who are they? (The insiders?) They are breaking laws to leak? What websites do you get your information? Do you cross-reference your suppositions with other sources? and/or with independent sources? Who is getting arrested and going to court?

What I don’t understand is how you can ally with Trump when he condones violence and offers an example to others that it’s okay to be violent?

FBF: That is too vague a statement. The left is inciting riots. Is that not violence? [see footnote 1 below]

FKO: You have not answered my questions. When he was campaigning he said he could shoot someone on the streets of NYC and get away with it – That’s just to start. [There is no evidence that the left is inciting riots anywhere in the nation.]

He wants to arm teachers with guns.

In Montana revently he condoned the Republican Congressman who assaulted and choked a BBC correspondent because the congressman didn’t like the question, that kind of behavior was applauded [by Trump].

Where to you get your information that: “The left is planning to instigate a revolution if the republicans win the election.”?

He demeans women and mocks them. How is this the act of a loving peace-maker? He abuses laws that separate immigrant children from their parents and plans to repeal legislation-protecting children from being separated from their families creating more family discord. How is the Christian thing to do?

FKO: I submit that protests get out of hand and violence occurs. Look what happened in Charleston, VA when a right wing hate group member used his car to commit violence and murder.

FBF: I do not believe Trumps backers are paying people to do this violence. (Who said they he was? not me.) They are individuals acting on their own. Research Soros he is known internationally for supporting govt coups and now he’s doing it here. The info won’t be easy to find. It will take a lot of digging. [see footnote 2 below]

Melanie Trump is not an oppressed woman. She is one of the most independent women I’ve seen. All those incidents you’re talking are fake news. Again the left owns the media and they print slander about him. [my italics and highlights] [see footnote 3 below]

FBF: I do not feel as a spiritual person that I owe my country to anyone. Would you let all the homeless of [your locale] live in your house? [see footnote 4 below]

 

 

 

Notes:

  1. The left is not an organized group. People protesting sometimes, regrettably may resort to violence.
  2. Maybe Trump is not paying people to “do this violence” – hopefully not. The individuals are acting by the example set by the so-called President, which could be far worse that paying someone to commit violence because it is both inspired and said this is okay -per Trump. Right after Trump became President-Elect a group of young men in a pick-up truck frightened a young woman who was a mental health client by revving their engine -driving up onto the sidewalk and calling her derogatory names – Trump’s explicit message was “its okay to spread hate”. There is no evidence to support the Soros group – supporting government coups – this is a right-wing conspiracy theory that has no facts to support it.
  3. When all else fails – critical thinking, logic, looking at reputable news sources on the right, middle and left, then the fake news card is played. Aka my mind is made up with alternative facts and I will not explore the facts that the majority of the world sees as facts.
  4. “I do not feel as a spiritual person that I owe my country to anyone.” I don’t know what this means –maybe a righteous attempt at being an individual? Or could it mean every man, woman, and person for themselves? If so this is very sad and holds the destruction of community. And “Would you let all the homeless of [your locale] live in your house?” – besides this being illegal, against all health code law – and they would not all fit – what does this mean? Where is the logic in that statement? How does it follow from my remarks? I don’t know. She may be a lost person or is not very good at explaining herself.

 

PS I ended up unfriending this woman, not just for her pro-trump posts but her religious posts and messages sent directly to me via Messenger.

 

My Cat left me to become President of the United States

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I didn’t even realize until it was too late that my narcissistic cat was elected President of the United States.

I know what you’re going to say – all cats are narcissistic and you’d be right. But how many of them have the kahunas to become President?

Some history and the current resulting behaviors might be in order.

He stares longingly at the refrigerator because he knows there’s food to bite on in there.

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He stares longingly out at the “biggest crowd in the history of Presidential Inaugurations” and feels the adoring millions because he needs his feeding.

 

He pounces on birds with the full power of his grasp. He plays with the birds, but doesn’t kill them, at least not right away and doesn’t pay attention to their noises.

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He pounces on those that oppose him because well its fun to plot against them for the kill as he put in his claws and listens to their tweets.

 

He marks his territory. What’s mine is mine and what’s yours is mine.

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He marks his territory. What’s mine is mine and what’s yours is mine.

 

He gets mad when he doesn’t get his way. As a manipulation he ignores me, then whoosh he attacks.

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He gets mad when he doesn’t get his way. As a manipulation he ignores the shootings, the hurricanes, the fires, the international incidents, the assignations, the poor, immigrants, those not in his tax bracket, et cetera, then whoosh and he attacks often accompanied with cries of “fake news”.

Cat-nip does nothing for him – but he sniffs diet coke

 

My cat – is no longer mine. Before he pounced for the Prez he changed his name to: T. R. Ump. Many call him Ump because with one swipe of his mighty paw he could call the game but always in his favor

 

I only wish he’d go back to being cat-sized again with a sunnier disposition and maybe as a female.   Or become a duck and duck like Donald never did.

Soon…

Making Space: a primer

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Making space is something we may do with our energy, with our thoughts and our imag-en-ation.

A woman with whom we shared loved and intimacy (circa 2002 to 05) experimented with making space while we were apart. I would create a space in the seat beside me in my pick-up truck and she would feel me next to her as I would feel her. Very simple, pure, sweet and easy-peezy.

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Making space its that easy. It takes love and compassion, energy from the second chakra and our mind’s ability to form images.

I often talk about it to my clients as inviting a person you may not even know yet into your cozy living room with a fire going in the fireplace for a chat. Put forward your intentions along with nonspecific love and compassion and see what happens.

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I grew up inside a Terrorist Regime – my family

 

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The Road Out via Compassion

 

I grew up inside a Terrorist Regime: in my family of origin where my father was the dictator and his word was law.

When I was a pre-teen he would shout me down into submission when he disagreed with something I said and end with telling me I was being illogical.

This was worse than death, torture of my dog.

He would continue to castigate my mother by telling her she was “irrational”. More often than not she was intuitive and non-rational

Around that time we adopted a stray dog: Peewee. He went everywhere with me – on my walks in the woods and to the reservoir. We never tied him up when we weren’t home. He ran with a pack of dogs that ate sheep. The sheep owner told us we would have to tie him up. We did for a while and then not having the heart to keep him tied up we let him go and he ate sheep again. My father was to take him to the vet to be put down. At dinner that night my father said:

I took Peewee to Yale to be experimented on. 

My head sank. This was worse than death, torture of my dog. I was so sad and down.

I thought you liked science – my father said.

 Not anymore – I said starting to get angry.

But I couldn’t show my anger otherwise I’d get in-trouble so I stuffed it.

After dinner beginning in my early teens we played Ping-Pong every night after dinner. He’d use psychological tactics on me to goad me to become angry, throw me off balance so he could win. One night, I thought – this is supposed to be fun. I decided not to get angry and started winning games. Once that happened he stopped playing and admitted that I had been a better player than he was and that by using psychological tactics he knew he could win.

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When I was a teenager my father would bait me into arguments that I was emotionally invested in and then use his premise to make me feel wrong and confused. I’d fall for his debate tactics every time. When I was in my twenties I began to disagree with his premises and all “debate” ended.

My mom came to me and asked: “What am should I do about your father?”

 “What do you mean?”

“Well you know how he is.”

My mother’s friends never came over anymore because he would bait others into Republican ideological arguments and then shout them down when they didn’t agree with them.

            “You could see a therapist or minster,” I said.

            “I couldn’t do that,” she replied.

            “You could get a divorce,” I said.

           “Oh no, I couldn’t do that,” she replied.

            “Well, I don’t know what else to tell you,” I said.

My sister and I would spend all daylight hours outside of the house away from my mother and father and that I supposed was normal. We lived surrounded by bucolic regions of farms, fields and woods. My father would use his booming voice to call us for dinner while we were at least a mile away. He had had a lot of practice bellowing.

He told me once that he promised never to hit us like his father had done to his mother, him and his two sisters. But he broke his promise a few times. However he made up for actually physical violence by terrorizing us with verbal and non-verbal threats.

He often accused and never apologized even when he made a mistake.

He oscillated between sometimes being a looming or threatening boss to be a playful child albeit isolating. He was jealous of my mother having any recognition and acted passive-aggressively to quell her recognition: My mother would play the piano and we would sing folk songs and Christmas Carols after dinner. My mom also painted some. My father decided he could paint too. He painted some squares and a triangle on a canvas and put a mahogany frame around it. He hung it over the piano. When this happened I felt a profound shame and the childish jealousy of my father. My mother’s only visible protest was never to play the piano again. We all knew and my father had won his petty little game.

One time my sister and I – always the rivals often competing for my father’s attention were having a blast; bickering. It was a bit like the Monte Python sketch: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uLlv_aZjHXc

Our father yelled from the other room to “Stop it,” in his booming voice. We furtively glanced at each other snickering under our breaths and then began bickering again:

“Yes it is,” I fired out.

“No it isn’t,” my sister came back.

And on we went…

Our father appeared in the door of the kitchen his face red with rage, fists clenched he spewed in a vitriolic manner:

You kids cease and desist this instant!

 I thought blood would spurt from a vein in his forehead. He glared at us full of fury and rage. I had to bite my tongue so as not to speak or laugh. Many years later my sister told me she was so terrified that she had wet herself.

In my arguments to my father about the Vietnam war – I returned from college and told him I was against the war: he punched me across the face with a 1-2 punch and then in the stomach. He opened the front door of the house and threw me into the bushes and said:

Don’t you ever set foot in this house, again.

I was shaking and crying. A moment later he came out and invited me back inside saying:

I guess I didn’t brainwash you good enough.

 I knew my mother had stood up for me in that moment.

I learned to bring emotion into our debate and was able to stop many debates cold such as: The Vietnam war is wrong because killing for any reason is wrong and that’s how I feel.

my father was extremely obnoxious … after drinking in the afternoon

Later when I was going through a very rough time and we were in family therapy without my sister who was in college out west my father agreed to be nice to me. For about a year and a half he was nice. And then he changed back.

When I asked him about the change he said: “I can see that you were okay so I decided to be myself again.”

I offered to do some hands-on healing.

My father would have an occasional beer and an after dinner liquor when his friends came over for dinner. Once I had lunch with him in New Haven in the 1974 when we both worked in the city (it was the summer that Nixon resigned). He had a pitcher of beer with lunch. He seemed the same before as he did afterwards. At that time I wasn’t as aware of the various shades of alcoholism as I became later.

In the 1980s my sister visited with my mother and father. I met them for lunch. I was to meet them later at their Bed and Breakfast and then we were to meet up my woman lover at a restaurant in Glen Ellen. When I met them at the B&B my father was extremely obnoxious: grabbing a magazine article from my hands while I was reading it, ignoring my protest, telling me I had to listen to him etc… Later I learned that he and my sister had gone to a bar after lunch and had been drinking. My mother probably just watched – she didn’t drink due to health issues.

I felt satisfied that I was able to help him and that he had accepted my help.

They moved from Connecticut to North Carolina and I visited them in 2000.

My father said out of the blue:

            They’ve discovered planets in other solar systems.”

            “Good for them,” I replied.

            “How does astrology explain that?”

‘Oh brother here we go again.’ I thought

“Sounds like your trying to make fun of my profession as an astrologer,” I said going to the end point.

“Ah, no, no I wasn’t,” he said and dropped the whole thing. I was relieved and he seemed relieved as well.

He often accused and never apologized, ever.

By August of 2005 my father was on oxygen from pulmonary fibrosis – a lung disease. Even on O2 he had difficulty breathing, gasping for air. Towards the last hour of my stay I offered to do some hands-on healing. I thought he would refuse since he rarely praised me and denigrated my actions, choices and accomplishments at every turn of my life. I was surprised that he agreed.

For the next 45 minutes while I was there he breathed normally and appeared thankful though he said nothing. I felt satisfied that I was able to help him and that he had accepted my help.

He died in 2006 on my birthday from from pulmonary fibrosis.


END NOTES:  I learned much about the frightened Conservative stance towards the world through my father and his strong patriarchal ideals. Underneath all that bluster, anger and rage was a frightened boy who had never recovered from the abuse at the hands of his father. My father acknowledged the beatings that my grandfather had meted out on him his sisters and his mother. I’m sure there was sexual abuse that was repressed and / or supressed by alcohol abuse and acting-out rage, just as my garndfather had sexually abused me in horrific ways.

Beyond the unhealed abuse and fear that caused him to shift from an expansive man who had voted for JFK to one who embraced Nixon, Reagan, and both Bushs. Nixon was elected in 1969 when my father was almost 50. This is sometimes the period that people wither or break free from their parents belief systems. Or they become dissillusioned with the ideals of youth and fall back into what they know. My father embraced conservativism because it was about the past – government unresponsive to the needs of the many and only able to see the needs of the privelged and the elite in which he identified.

Fear is a breeding ground for greed, having enough, believing government stood in the way of making as much money as possible for himself. He was angry at those in civil service work because they made almost as much as he did as an executive for Ma Bell. Manual labor was beneath him. The intellect was all powerful and deserved the best of the elite. The common man – the middle class became superfluous, invisible and therefore inconsequential to him.

He belived in the platitudes and the American Dream and thought that all had access to it through hard work. He was sexist and racist and homeophobic. He was a sad broken man who took out his wounds on others.

I am happy to have survived my childhood with my heart intact though it took me many years to get in-touch with my emotions. I have forgiven my father for all the wounds he had perpertated on me. And I trust that his consciousness is growing in a life beyond his mortal coil.

 

An Odyssey of Loss and Rebirth (May 2017 to May 2018)

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Fires of October 2017

 

I had dreams of the death of my friend Wendy former lover and good friend in early May and she had given me hints of her upcoming death over the phone but I missed them. Denial is so self-protecting at least initially.

the October fires of Northern California began

News came of Tom Petty’s death…

I got a voice mail from a good friend’s daughter on 9/28/17 about his impending death. I had known it was coming but it took me my surprise. The next day he passed out of his cancer-ridden physical body into the next life.

Wendy had died of cancer in May.

A week later the October fires of Northern California began. I evacuated, as did my neighbors – only to find that it wasn’t a mandatory evacuation as I was lead to believe by authorities on the scene. (I later learned they had moving heavy equipment – massive bulldozers into the mountains at the end of the road.). My cat and I stayed with a good friend in Windsor. I returned one day in the midst of smoke as thick as fog that not even air conditioning in my car, a mask or the interior of my house would eliminate to retrieve a few items and found a message on my answering machine to call the niece of Wendy in Canada.

The losses from the fires were and continue to be heartbreaking and devastating.

I waited until I arrived back in Windsor to call Wendy’s niece. She had gotten my letter (Wendy’s phone had been disconnected). Wendy had died of cancer in May.

My old boss was shot

The losses from the fires were and continue to be heartbreaking and devastating. Thankfully my place and my neighborhood were spared. Many homes that were completely destroyed are just now starting the re-building process. Loss and the anniversary of that loss have had us holding our breaths a bit. I felt us all sigh relief, exhaling as the rains came October first and second.

He was taken off hospice in May 2018

In December another friend passed from cancer.

My old boss was shot during the time my boss asked a question and was in critical condition for a time and then started his recovery.

A friend was put on hospice in February. I could see he wasn’t going to die that soon. He was taken off hospice in May 2018