Twenty-one years ago, I decided it would be healthier for me to let go of my hard-driving calendar – the one that helped make me a high-achieving “SuperMom,” according to a major daily Tucson newspaper. I’d suddenly become not super at all, but disabled, in crisis, unable to cope with the world.
Quitting my intense use of my calendar – as well as moving to the country – helped me be more intuitive, take more time for relaxing, watch more stars, clouds and birds, and let my mind drift into new ways of thinking.
That was fine 21 years ago, but I probably didn’t need to stick to that idea so tightly all these decades! (Though I occasionally used my calendar intensely when a job demanded it.)
Finally, after 21 years of frustration, of not getting as much done as I’ve thought I should, I decided to create a schedule for myself – not just of work I had to do and errands to run, but of things that are truly important to me. And I’m astounded at my sense of accomplishment!
I’ve begun sleeping better now that I know that I will go to my bed by 9 pm, and give myself an hour to read or write in my journal or meditate, drinking camomile tea. I sleep from 10 til almost 6, then give myself another hour to either lie in bed and think about my dreams, or journal, or read more. At 7, I get up and walk a mile (20 minutes), then sit in the garden with turmeric tea, enjoying the company of the plant life, until 8. (All these times can sometimes be off by an hour, but that’s okay too.)
The main part of each day of the week, I’ve chosen to take a different focus. Monday is for time in Nature, either out in the wild or in my own garden; Tuesdays I get to “work” with arts and crafts – which I sell; Wednesdays I sew, also to sell; Thursdays I write my blogs and articles for publication; Fridays I take care of other business like bill-paying and managing my online sites where I sell things; Saturdays are social; Sundays are for reflection.
I encourage you, if you hate your calendar, to try out something like this: Don’t just include the expectations the world has of you, but the expectations you have for yourself!
On another site last year, I wrote about calendars as part of our cultural mind control. This is an important practice to reclaim our time, our lives.
I have to confess I’ve been downplaying part of my story.
I’ve been neglecting to share (or minimize sharing) the fact that my strange experiences – that often seem related to mind control and sometimes to “alien” weirdness – are sometimes accompanied by events that seem to be spiritual healings.
This is HUGE. And I want to explain – if only to myself – why I’ve minimized this fact.
I’ve been hesitant to claim them publicly because, in the context of mind control, it’s confusing to me, because mind control, as I understand it, is done by humans for dark purposes, while healings seem spiritual and positive – and they often seem to be related.
The healings, outside this context, always felt like they might be construed by others as “spiritual bragging,” i.e., I’m so special or so spiritually in tune that spiritual beings granted me this miracle – even when I hadn’t asked!
Uncertain how to overcome these hurdles in my head, I waited, thinking I’d eventually understand, and now years have gone by, and I apologize for minimizing this aspect of my story.
Here are some of the experiences (many described in my book RattleSnake Fire, published in 2008):
Usually in the evenings, and usually while alone, butnot always, I sometimes get a sudden and powerful sensation of energy that seems to pour into me from my head or neck and flow, over the course of maybe 10-30 seconds, down throughout my body. The sensations feel wonderful, and I’ve described them in various ways – sometimes as healing or clearing, sometimes filling me up and making me feel my cells are enlarging, to such an extent that it seems my vertebrae are spreading apart, lengthening my spine, so that I need to adjust my body to “allow room” for a bigger, taller me!
Sometimes I’ve called the energy “the Hulk routine,” because it’s so powerful. (Remember the Hulk got his power in order to whoop bad guys.) Indeed, the power has often been so great that I could not resist moving with it, bending forward to make room for the energy flow down my back, my arm and leg muscles also moving with the force. When someone else was around, if they knew what I was going through, I’d often sheepishly, jokingly indicate what was happening near the end of the process (maybe 30 seconds long) by miming a muscle-man pose – because I couldn’t speak while this was happening.
Sometimes I’ve been frightened by it, as when a friend suggested it might be “a possession.”
Other times, these have been so clearly healing. Once, while visiting some friends and feeling weirdly energetically distressed, I went alone into the dining room, sat down, and first felt a procession of teenager selves lift off of me and up into another dimension; after looking down and seeing the energetic form of my legs which seemed to be hollow from the knees down, suddenly golden energy poured through me like a golden cascade flowing down into my feet and legs. I was fascinated because a decade earlier a Rolfer had told me he could see no aura beneath my knees and had begun his work there and continued to work all year to bring energy into them and never told me he succeeded. I theorized that I must have lost that grounding during the trauma of my teen years, and now the trauma had been finally released (odd place and time, but I accepted!) and the space filled.
These inpourings of energy have been so frequent that I couldn’t begin to count them without going through at least twelve years of journals.
After my most recent, probably third, heart attack last month, I had two such healing events. One happened, incongruously – proving that this comes from an outside source, not my own doing or imagination – while watching a video with a friend. Of course, I was surprised at the timing, but grateful, and didn’t even mention it to my friend. That night, while lying in bed, drifting off to sleep, I was awakened by the healing energies again. They were “the usual”: wonderful, expansive, clearing, and healing. The next day, after 12 days of extreme weakness, I woke feeling very well, and my 12-day long crisis was passed.
The meaning of this? I think I know, but don’t want to say.
You, Readers, formulate your own theories. Don’t get stuck as I have been too long, thinking the horrors are only horrors. There could be something else at work.
Hi Paul, Thank you for writing your story! I look forward to reading it and will link to this excerpt on my own site (paradigmsalon.net). I’m especially happy to see your words “Awakened by Darkness,” as awakening is becoming the value I finally see (after 22 years since I began to suspect my history) that I can take from my own experience with Evil. I also feel a new book brewing inside, and your writing always inspires me. All the Best ~ Jean
Here is the first paragraph of the Introduction to his new book:
To cut to the chase and get right to the point, I have had an intimate direct encounter with unmediated, unadulterated archetypal evil that has radically reconfigured both my psyche and my life forever. I am not talking about the personal shadow stuff that we all unconsciously act out in our lives every day, nor am I talking about the relative level of evil that we can easily imagine; I am talking about absolute evil, the dark side of God, the stuff which in-forms and gives shape to mythologies the world over from time immemorial. My saying this is not some sort of literary device or marketing strategy to grab the reader’s attention; on the contrary, it is nothing less than finding the right words to name my experience. The great doctor of the soul C. G. Jung writes that “it is quite within the bounds of possibility for a man to recognize the relative evil of his nature, but it is a rare and shattering experience for him to gaze into the face of absolute evil.” I encountered this face of absolute evil in the form of my very own father and I have been shattered by the experience.
Sometimes I feel resistance inside me against going out into my garden. Some part of me sometimes feels afraid to open my heart – even to trees and other plants.
When I recognize that dynamic, I make myself “get over it,” and just go. It happened last night.
I stood outside my back door, in the near-dark, feeling the sometimes dread, resisting the open heartedness, and wondering Why, what does this mean?
Walking past the cherry tree, with which I’d had an interesting experience earlier this summer, I turned back to it and remembered how I’d leaned in and put my face against a cluster of leaves, and I did it again.
An impatient voice in my head asked how long we’d stand like this, and another voice tried to override my impatience by asking a question so we could get whatever answer was there, then go back inside; and the rest of me felt bad for my impatient chatter.
Then I sensed the cherry tree coach me to just be still, just be there, just experience. And I was surprised because it sounded like the coaching I’d recently given a friend about sex! No goal, no expectations, just be.
I was embarrassed and surprised (though I should hardly be surprised at myself by now) to witness my inner conflict, my inner immaturity, my distrust for what I already know and have experienced so profoundly so many times. But then again – I’m multiple. It should be no surprise.
And it’s good to be reminded of my multiplicity.
I took a deep breath, my face still against the cluster of cherry leaves – and was astounded at the powerful aroma coming off them and into my being as I breathed. The odor wasn’t sweet or cherry-like, but something related to cherries, earthy, deep, and so powerful, I wasn’t sure I could breathe more that the two draughts I’d already inhaled, so I stopped.
And then I – didn’t quite hear – but somehow understood that now was the time for me to realize (again) the depth of the hurt, grief, and fear I’ve been holding for so long. And with that, I felt the roots of it in me, and realized that the pool of pain was huge, and I asked, “How can I let this go?”
I don’t know how the tree answered, but my brain interpreted: Into the Earth.
I’ve lain on the Earth to release grieving before, but this was nighttime, it was cooling, and dark, and I was certain that if I really felt all that was inside me, I’d be triggered to cry more loudly that I wanted to in this neighborhood. So I thanked the tree for the renewed awareness and walked back inside to cry on my bed.
By the time I got ready to sleep, fed the cat, and all, the deep roots of pain had covered themselves over again, were not so accessible, but I thanked my Helpers for the knowledge of what still needs to be done and asked for help during sleep to prepare me for release.
I can’t say that I felt anything else profound during the night or woke with any astounding ah-ha’s, but I still feel that something important happened. Some part of me is aware again and open to new awareness and release, and I believe it’ll come in its time – and I’ll keep open to it. Gently.
I’ve investigated every sort of information I thought would help me either make sense of the strange and sometimes horrifying (apparently trans-dimensional) experiences I’ve had – or help me stop them or appropriately deal with them.I’ve read about religion and spiritual/demonic attack, mind control and criminal hypnosis, and the psychology of fear and obsession (in case I could be creating or triggering this by the power of my mind, as some people believe and imply).
That’s a pretty good-sized burn to have happened without me remembering it.
(*I said sometimes because, thankfully, these events have not been happening in these recent 8 months since I cleared my home of excess “spiritual paraphernalia” [a clue?] and called again on Christ; since then, I’m happy to say, I’ve been mostly free of weird experiences – though I found an unexplained burn on the back of my neck on June 30.)
While I’ve usually interpreted my ongoing experiences as the result of mind control and/or spiritual attack (yes, could be both at once), I’ve never said for certain that any particular theory was sufficient – because I don’t believe we currently have the worldview and language to sufficiently describe the multi-dimensional nature of these intrusions into the human experience, as least as we’re perceiving it now.
And even though I’ve been mostly injury-free for eight months, I still suffer from memory problems much like a multiple personality, but not nearly so bad as how it’s typically perceived and presented in media. Nevertheless, I want to heal myself of whatever has been going on.
The BEST place to buy used books: Addall.com, where you can often pay a few cents more and not have to buy from the amazon Amazon.
So imagine my surprise to be loaned I Ching:The Oracle of the Cosmic Way, by Carol K. Anthony and Hanna Moog – and to discover it talks extensively about “spells” and deprogramming!!!
I was so impressed by it, I bought another book by the same women:Heal Yourself the Cosmic Way:Based on the I Ching.It’s a handbook for healing programming!
I’ve seen a lot of self-help books, and this is the only one I’ve ever found that talks specifically about deprogramming, in a spiritual sense!
I’ll let you know how it goes. Meanwhile, perhaps some of you will purchase (Addall.com link) one or both books yourself, and let me know what you think!
Peace and Healing to you all ~
I’ll share more later ~
Jean
(PS: Again, the BEST place to buy used books is Addall.com, where you can often pay only a few cents more and not have to buy from the amazon Amazon. And you can see the prices of small and large booksellers all over the world – on one site! Tell your friends how to boycott the amazon.
(Why? Because small booksellers are the ones who support small-niche authors and provide us information on topics that the mainstream corporatists don’t want us to have. Thanks for supporting independent authors and small publishers, by keeping the small publishers and small distributors in business.)
I just listened twice to this video and highly recommend it.
Too many of us are emotionally traumatized in this world today, and mind control is just one sort. Our trauma can have serious mental health implications, and the worst way to deal with them is usually under a doctor’s direction – usually with pharmaceuticals. Dr. Kelly Brogan is an important contrary voice!
If you want support for your mental health while you deal with emotional trauma, please watch/listen to this video:
My favorite part was when they discussed spiritual breakthroughs – sometimes experienced as kundalini events, though I’ve experienced breakthroughs in other ways as well – which doctors have no training to understand and often confuse with mental illness when it’s only the body’s natural mechanism for discharging traumatic memories.
Don’t be discouraged about having already been on pharmaceuticals, as she has a protocol for helping people taper off.
She also has two methods to help people resolve mental health challenges in thirty days that works often without any further treatment. Please share this info!