I'm in the middle of completing my Medical Intuition training and yesterday I experienced complete and utter awe and reverence for the body.Before I explain I should probably explain Medical Intuition a little bit and this will help me practice how to explain it because it is unique and different from all my other services.Medical Intuition is a modality in which the practitioner goes directly to the body for the information. To help you understand I am going to briefly explain my other main modalities.In a Channelling session I am going to my guide(s) for the information and just reporting whatever I am shown told experience etc.In a Medium session I am going to the loved one(s) who have crossed over for the information.In a Reiki session I am going to the body AND the energy field AND the layers of energy for the information which can come from anywhere(guides, angels, body, mind, emotions etc. etc..)It is kind of like a smorgasboard of information as the healing is happening as well.So in Medical Intuition I am going to the body. The body only. No guides, no departed loved ones, just the client's body. It is a different way of working and to be honest I find the whole process very thorough and intense. Intense because it can take me up to 4 hours to complete a scan.Also intense because there is absolutely no way to prepare for what the body will show me. Every 'body' is different, every scan is different, and sometimes the information can seem a bit odd to me-however the information IS from the client's body for that client so they often resonate with what makes little or no sense to me.It is similar to channelling in that regard because in a chanelling session I have no idea about 99% of the information relayed. It makes no sense to me..it is for the client and my job is to deliver it clearly and accurately not to interpret it and definately not to to colour it with my belief or my 2 cents.I had a teacher who once said we all filter channelled information-or information from spirit through the 'dirty rag' of our personalities. At the time I laughed at the analogy, however as the years go on I realize the absolute brilliance of this statement.That 'dirty rag' is our beliefs, our culture, our fears, our limitations, our upbringing, our agendas, our personality etc.I have consciously worked on myself for many years and still do to this day to become a clearer and clearer channel and to stay completely out of a channelling session in that I am simply there as the reporter of the information.What I have noticed about channelled information over the years in books and online is that it is very clear to see another's 'dirty rag'.Information from spirit is Never fear based. It Never tells you what to do. Absolutely spirit will guide and suggest and help when asked. But spirit will Not 'you should', 'you need to', 'you have to', or 'watch out for'.Those kinds of statements are red flags for me that the person channelling has way too much of themselves in the session.Also if the person delivering the info. has an agenda, or wants the person receiving the take the advice..that is a red flag too.Spirit does not interfere with anyone's free will. EVER. We NEED to ask for help to give them permission to even intervene in our lives! That is why so many people experience miracles after they finally get down on their knees and pray. They have FINALLY asked for help and so it arrives.This wasn't meant to be a post on channelling and MI is NOT channelling, but there are similarities.In MI when the practitioner connects with the body they cannot bring any preconceived notions, or assumptions from other modalities or any kind of healing background. One simply connects to the body and allows IT to tell the story. That story may be more in the physiology or anatomy, it may be a more emotional piece, it can even touch on previous times, or the client at other ages.I'm getting to the point-bear with me. For those who know me I tend to talk in a meandering 'circular' fashion....but we get there..eventually. : )
So the last few days I have been re-immersed in this work, and the other day we had to do an exercise or skit to act out one of the body systems.Our group was assigned the nervous system. We had around 10 minutes to figure out how we were going to act it out. Well the nervous system is HUGE and does so much! How can 3 people understand it and come up with a skit to act it out so the other group can guess what it is?! Honestly?Well, we figured it out but I have to tell you, the amount of co-ordination and thought to do that was a lot. And we were just acting out 2 or 3 simple responses the body would have.After that experience I sat at my desk in awe. (I hope my mouth was not hanging open while I was in awe but I can't be certain it wasn't)One thing for sure I realized our bodies are utterly AMAZING! Imagine! Your body works 24/7 and it works diligently. It is rarely thanked, often abused and still keeps going. It never complains but more or less asks for help via different sensations that we often ignore. Eventually when part of a system does crash we often meet that with frustration or anger because it cannot do it's job.Honestly if any of us were required to work 24/7 at that pace with no break, no recognition, no thanks, no reward, well we would leave after one day. But not the body. It silently organizes and operates things we cannot even wrap our head around. And we believe the wonders are off this planet in the vast universe somewhere out there?! I tell you the greatest wonder you could ever hope to experience IS you!I wanted to send my body a thank you card, and apology letter for years of not recognizing it's hard work. To wait all of these years to have this kind of epiphany...well it's a long time to go.And while I was unwell weeks ago I was too annoyed at having to slow down to even stop and think that perhaps, just perhaps, I have been too hard on my body. I have technically been an 'abusive' employer. I have to be honest, felt more than a little ashamed after that.So if anything I hope you get out of this post a deeper reverence for the skin you are in and everything underneath your skin. Your remarkable body that has gotten you through this life so far and continues to do so. What deeper love can anything have than our body for us? It is as selfless as a mother, looking after us first, rarely complaining and keeping us here so that we can have this earthly experience.I Thank my body for giving me this experience so that I can better understand it, appreciate it, and have reverence for all that it does. This MI class has been challenging, and rewarding but most of all it has reconnected me to my body in such a deep and appreciative way that I am so very thankful for that.I hope you can look at your own body through New eyes today-even if and especially if -you have a had a rocky relationship with it. Recognize all it has done for you, and send it some love, or at the very least a heartfelt thank you. : )
A Visit From My Grandfather
I saw my grandfather last night.I haven't seen him in a very long time.I got to hold him and tell him how much I love him.So what is so unique about that?My grandfather died 14 years ago.He appeared to me in the dream time. Sure I have dreamt of him before-here and there- but I never get to see him enough,Last night was different.As I was holding him and telling himhow glad I was to see him I realized I was dreaming. I looked at him and said, "You have been gone for 12 1/2 years and I miss you so much! You died. So that means I'm dreaming." I then said we can do anything. We were standing and looking out a window and I said, "we can fly". But then we decided against it to not alarm the other people walking up the street below. Instead we decided to go across the street and jump up to fly.We were at the COL centre. It looked different but we were upstairs. We went down to street level and talked as we walked up the street. Certain things would happen in my dream that would momentarily distract me and then I realized. 'No. I need to stay focused. To stay here with my grandfather.' What is funny in retrospect is we were walking the ley lines (energy lines) on Mill St. I could see the other people who had died walking them too.Now I see people who have died and cross over all the time so why is it such a big deal that I saw my grandfather? Well although I know he is around, I do not see him often, and I am rarely am able to connect with him like that.Not everyone who has died is easily accessible. Anyone who has had a session with a medium sometimes has that experience. No true medium can ever guarantee that a specific spirit will come forward. They know we are not the ones in control of that.Spirit is.So why do some spirits come in crystal clear and others are not as clear, more elusive, or difficult to locate?There are many reasons. I don't assume to know them all but will share a few from my personal experience.The most common I have experienced is that they have reincarnated back into a human form on the earth. So when I am connecting to their spirit it is present in the reading like a hologram-holding space in the past but the bulk of their energy is with the new life they are currently in.Sometimes spirit is elusive because they are keeping their energy close to a certain person or thing. It's usually who they feel needs their energy more.Sometimes they are doing 'work' on the other side. If we choose, after we cross over, we may take on certain tasks and occasionally spirit may be occupied doing something else.The energy we are trying to connect to is of an infant or unborn child, or child that died in utero. Often babies are not born for a reason. That reason usually has everything to do with their soul path and growth and not the mother or father. Once they pull their life force energy back they usually get to work on what they needed to do(why they left) or they plan to come again at the first opportunity.The upside is if I cannot locate a spirit clearly I will usually receive information as to why.My grandfather has been reincarnated back here for 12 1/2 years now. He died 14 years ago. It's funny in my dream I told him he had been gone for 12 1/2 years even though he died 14 years ago. That's because he has been gone from 'me' and my ability to access him clearly in spirit for that length of time. He has been here walking the earth again for the last 12 1/2 years. He reincarnated back. When he came back he came back as a split soul (identical twins). Those babies were born with health conditions that matched how he died. 9 days later those medical conditions had 'disappeared'. I'm sure nurses who work in neonatal see a lot of 'disappearing' illnesses.So this is all very interesting but it still does not allow me to hug and hold and talk with my grandfather as I could when he was living. That is why last night was so special.Why was I so close to my Grandfather?
Well he used to teach me things. He would take the time to patiently go over each step. He encouraged me. He taught me the importance of being kind. He loved me unconditionally. He had the same wacky sense of humor. He would do anything for a laugh. We would go on long walks at the cottage and he would teach me which wild plants were edible. He could make or build anything. He believed in the world and believed in people even when faced with the 'ugly' side of people and things. He encouraged others to fight for what they knew was good and true. He never gave up. He cheated death once and squeezed out enough years for me to really get to know him and I'm so grateful. After he recovered his focus shifted to community and he began to live for an idea of what he wanted the world to be. He inspired people. He would occasionally cause trouble or 'break the law'. If you count mixing concrete and patching city sidewalks when the city wouldn't as breaking the law. All to prevent little old ladies from falling down and breaking bones. He got the name 'sidewalk johnny' after that episode. He helped the neighborhood fundraise to buy another lady dentures do she could eat real food again. When the city was going to tear down a community wading pool because they had no money to fix it, he started a community association and got all the neighbours together. Over a few years and hundreds of garage sales later, they raised the thousands necessary to save the pool.And these are just a few things he did.He was my childhood hero, my surrogate father, and his ideals have become a large part of the internal compass I try to live by.This past Thanksgiving while spending time with family I was reflecting on things I am thankful for. I am so thankful he was part of my life, even for a short time, for that I am grateful. I wish my children could have known him. They would have just loved him and he them. Its comforting to know he lives on in me and in them as well. Every time we eat a 'weed', play a prank, have a laugh, show compassion, do something bigger than ourselves, inspire others.He is there.Smiling.