Garden Healing Church

Grateful for Healing in Nature – for all of us mind control subjects


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Bitten by Rattlesnake

A friend was bit by a rattlesnake back in the 1980s while hiking in the Arizona mountains where access to a phone for an emergency call would require hours of her friend’s fast hiking down the mountain. She would lie there for hours before the helicopter landed to take her to the hospital. 

Telling me about it many years later, she did not mention the pain, but instead described almost dreamily how she lay there alone on a slab of rock in the warm spring sun, facing death – and was overwhelmed by a sense of love.

She said she fell in love with the rock on which she lay.

What a wonderful way to go.


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Our Inner Healers 

This afternoon, I came outside to dry my hair after showering, and found the air temperature 78° and the wind just slightly gusty. The sun at 3 o’clock, the sky clear, the desert still green from the rains a few weeks ago, and the desert I greet each morning and say goodnight to each night seemed to bless me with such good energy, I could only stand still with my eyes closed and let it sink in.

Then a healer inside me, a resident or maybe one who just comes in now and then, took me through a series of slow motions like tai chi, then collapsed me down, my head to my knees, then twisted me very slowly in one direction and the next, rolling across with my head bowed and rotating, all so slowly that every muscle fiber after another hummed with joy. Then we rose again like a tree slowly twisting and swaying in the wind, then slowly returned to this pose that I don’t know about, but I wouldn’t be surprised to learn it was an asana: my feet apart, toes wide, knees bent, arms bent beside me, palms forward, shoulders relaxed, breathing full, loving the stretch in these muscles that don’t often get used, finding slightly new variations with a slow twist, relaxing.

I believe we all have inner healers that can help us release stress in our bodies without lessons or classes, give us the same benefits of an expensive massage, get our lymph system moving, get our blood fully moving, our nervous systems made happy, and healing begun.


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Choosing Our Healing 

I was supposed to see a new doctor on Tuesday, but the night before they sent me an extremely long agreement I was supposed to sign with numerous sections requiring my initials throughout.

In the first section, there were some paragraphs I didn’t like. In the second section there were more, including one that gave them permission to audio and videotape me but forbade me from audio or videotaping them.

Next they promise to give us copies of our files except for anything they might write that had to do with psychology or psychiatry. I once told a psychologist I thought I was a mind control subject, and while he never responded and we never talked further about it, he wrote delusional in my file, and that has dogged me ever after.

Given my status as a mind control subject, this felt threatening. So the next morning I expressed uncertainty about signing it to the check-in person, and I was not allowed to have my appointment that morning.

The truth is, I trust modern medicine as practiced in the United States for its emergency care and diagnostics, but I do not trust it for its prevention advice or treatment. For those needs, I see a naturopath.

So I’m crafting a letter to thank the system very much for its opportunity to avail myself of its services, but I will decline their offer.

I will pay for my own healthcare and state publicly in every way possible that I refuse CPR, intubation, or any hospital admission. My angels will take care of me, or I will pass on to the next life. 


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Be not afraid. Be prayerful.

I just found this video that explains what I’ve been imagining.

Fear has no utility after the situation is recognized.

Next is time to listen for your spiritual help, call up your inner warrior, and open your heart to the next stage of your soul’s evolution. 


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Meditation Amazement

I recently began practicing meditation again, hoping to be successful and dedicated for the first time.

Of course, maybe I’ve always been meditating, and I’m just stuck on some rigid idea of what it is.

In any case, I began again sitting with a series of meditation recordings a few days ago.

I didn’t in particular like any of them. But one of them grabbed my attention the next day – the one about relaxing every part of your body.

I used to do that in high school, when I studied dream interpretation, and wrote my senior research paper on dreams.

(It seems I was so relaxed than. But of course, I had few responsibilities other than schoolwork, which I loved. I enjoyed quiet privacy in my room for hours every afternoon. I practiced drawing and studied whatever caught my attention. I danced many hours a week. Nice memory.)

The other evening, instead of relaxing, my body, I paid attention to each part. They each felt nicely in the middle.) I felt skin tension, musculature, bones, blood flow, imagining lymph flow – and moving on to the next part of me.

I loved every toe. And the exercise felt so informative. Not boring at all.

Then my brain began generating essays that felt like a gift from my spiritual helpers, and off we went….

I did wonder whether I should reject those gifts in favor of the meditation practice, but I decided this is simply meditation in process.

As an experienceer, writer, documentarian, and activist, I recognize this is one form of Buddhist meditation I happened to read about recently: to be aware in whatever is your daily life.

My most recent teacher said to not get hung up on any particular expectation, because sometimes our helpers want something else for us. I agree.


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Help with Rage


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Music to heal a low mood

Ever since he 1980s, I’ve had one song that can bring me out of a low mood.  Sometimes I listen to it over and over, because that’s what I need, and it always eventually works.

th-1.jpgThis morning I purchased it as an mp3 for my portable music:  Chris Williamson’s “Waterfall.”

It starts out soft and slow, so as not to offend my wounded senses when I’m down, and slowly builds with tempo, joy, and some pretty good ideas.

Once I listened to it over and over again for close to an hour.  Never offended even my grouchiest, most cynical selves.

Maybe you’ll like it too:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-NWV9UMsACc


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Telling on Others

A letter to friend:

Just wanted to thank you for letting me tell a story I’ve told only to myself and not even on paper (!) until I told you yesterday.  It was a great relief to tell of that experience.

I’m so aware that it’s a violation of the social credo – to tell something shocking about another person – but the event rocked my world, especially those moments when we looked at each other afterward.

Somehow, it seems more real, more able to integrate, to have someone else hear it and not find it impossible or unlikely, but totally understandable, and maybe only a shock and tragedy in the social context, of which I’m a part!

So, I conclude, as I think I did yesterday:  Compassion all around.  No blame to others.  Just realize what I need to realize.  Adapt, and continue to bloom.


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Dealing with Derealization/Depersonalization

pablo amaringo Llullon Llaki SupaiTalking with my new therapist today, I learned the terms depersonalization and derealization – and wondered why and when I’d quit reading self-help books and never followed through with more of it – maybe for the same reason I refused to read books on spirituality for so much of my life:  I didn’t want others’ ideas to influence my perception of reality.

But I guess I became open to others’ opinions again recently, and so I’m seeing someone about my dissociation, and today began learning more of what the professionals think about it.  Funny, because last time I read the professional literature, I found myself critiquing many authors’ methodologies and presumptions, mainly the presumption that there are no forces outside our five senses or that can’t be discovered by inductive reasoning beginning with the limiting “laws” of physics, or rather a reduced, highly conservative version of the laws, excluding quantum physics for no rational, but purely political reasons – discrediting a larger sector of the population.  I had the same experience today – of critiquing professionals’ work – when I briefly read my first two web pages on depersonalization.

Depersonalization is defined by one author as “one of the many symptoms of a panic attack. …a combination of physical sensations, emotions, and thoughts which lead you to feel so disengaged from your surroundings that you wonder whether or not you’re actually in your body. People experiencing this symptom may fear that they’re actually someplace else, watching their body sleepwalk through life while they float around in some kind of spirit world.”

I relate to all of that, though I have fewer episodes of it today and have never experienced it for longer than a minute at a time.  I disagree with the author’s assumption, though, that this is not real; I believe our consciousness can really disengage from our bodies, so this is no delusion.

The author later writes, “However weird it feels, it has nothing to do with “losing control.”

I disagree again.  When, as a young radio journalist, I interviewed a state politician shortly after entering the field, my consciousness went floating up above me in my chair and said things like, “Wow, you’re interviewing [whomever].  I wonder if he can tell how totally flipping out of your gourd you are?  What did I ask?  What is he saying?  How can I ask a follow-up question when I can’t hear what he’s saying, though I see his mouth moving?  When he finishes, I won’t have the faintest idea what to say next.  Can he see my eyes wandering around the room?  Oh, God I can hardly breathe…,” and then I forced myself back into my body to try to finish the interview.  I think he saw something was wrong and carried the ball from there.  Believe me, when your consciousness chooses to leave your body, you do lose control.  Fortunately, I seem to have learned how to keep myself from entering that state in social situations.

The author concluded with decent advice:

“1. Acknowledge and accept the symptom. Remind yourself that it is a source of discomfort, but not danger.

2. Return your attention to the immediate environment, rather than your thoughts of other times and places. Don’t argue with your thoughts, just refocus your attention.

3. Become more actively engaged with the people, activities, and objects immediately around you. Get back into the conversation and activities that the others are involved in. I think you’ll find that the odd feelings lessen as you get more involved in your present surroundings.”

I’d only add a step 3 alternative:  If you don’t want to actively engage with other people right then, don’t.  Leave.  Say polite good-byes if you want, or just duck out, or something in between.  Respect yourself and your immediate needs.  When in a safe place, check in and ask what the panic was about; it’s possible there was a person there whom it would be better for you to avoid, or any other number of reasons, electromagnetic, or anything.  Honor and follow your instincts.  It may be an important part of your healing.  In fact, those who follow the shamanic way depend on sending their consciousness away – to learn things beyond this dimension.

It might not be such a bad thing, maybe our other-worldly wisdom calling us to turn our attention somewhere else.

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