A Basic Principle of Healing: “First, Do No Harm.”

February 13, 2018 by  
Filed under Energy Healing, Energy Healing Systems, New Posts


Greek physician Hippocrates (460 BC – 370 BC) author of the Hippocratic Oath for Doctors.*

The Greek healer, Hippocrates, set the first standards for medicine in the form of the Hippocratic Oath.

A basic principle of that oath was

“First do no harm.”

This ethic is meant to be the guide for whatever intervention a physician or healer uses to assist a patient to heal because …

the actual healing itself is done by the body.

For example, you accidentally cut your finger.  You may clean the wound and put an antiseptic on it, followed by a bandaid.

None of these things actually cause the cut to heal.  That work is done by the physical body itself.

  • Cleaning the wound and using an antiseptic remove bodies that may interfere with the physical body’s ability to repair the cut.
  • A bandaid, or bandage, assists by keeping the cut clean, and may hold the two sides of the cut together, thus making it easier for the body to reconnect the tissues as it repairs the wound.

This is similar to how Energy Healing helps you recover from an illness or an injury.

In Energy Healing, the facilitator’s (healer’s) primary responsibility is to support the body’s natural healing processes.

This is done in a number of ways.

  1. Removing energy blocks that may interfere in the healing process.
  2. Supporting the body energetically so that it has the energy it needs to do the repair work.
  3. Communicating clear intentions to the body so it understands the expectations and goals of the person whose body it is.
  4. Assisting the body to let go of energy patterns that are interfering with the healing process, such as trapped emotions, limiting beliefs, and distorted vibrational patterns.

A healing facilitator communicates with expert energy healers in higher realms who may be able to see or perceive subtle aspects of damage that are outside the third dimensional reality.

Full recovery may require that those damaged area be repaired as well.

A well-known example of this type of situation would be a damaged chakra.

A chakra is a spinning wheel of energy. The most well known chakras are along the spinal column.

There are also many chakras of varying sizes throughout the physical and other energy bodies.  Some chakras are part if the meridian system used in acupuncture and are called “acupuncture points.”

When a chakra is damaged or functioning improperly, a complete healing outcome may be compromised.

Each chakra may be a slightly different size, color and complexity, depending on where it is located in the body and the services it performs.

Throat chakra with 16 "petals."

Throat chakra with 16 “petals.”

Solar Plexis chakra with 10 "petals."

Solar Plexis chakra with 10 “petals”.


Chakras are a basic part of the energy anatomy of all conscious beings.

Humans and animals have chakras, and so do plants.

Mother Earth has chakras as well.

Within the physical body of a human or animal, the various organs and glands have chakras specifically designed to keep each one in balance and harmony by providing essential “life force” to that part of the anatomy.

Violet after she was diagnosed with kidney disease.

Violet after being diagnosed with kidney disease.

When my cat Violet was diagnosed with early stage renal (kidney) failure, I discovered that one of her kidneys had a chakra that was misaligned and wasn’t able to function properly as a result.

By repairing Violet’s kidney chakra with energy healing, I assisted her kidney to function better.  Using muscle testing, I was able to increase the energetic ability of the kidney to function by more than 50%.

This contributed to Violet feeling more comfortable in her body for a longer time than she might have otherwise.

In all types of energy healing, “First, do no harm” remains an essential ethical principle.

Benefits of Energy Healing for animals.

Benefits of Energy Healing for humans.

Learn more about chakras.

Self-Love: How do I love me?

Learning to love myself … seemed like a strange thing to do, at first.  Then I discovered that the old saying is true:

You can’t really love

someone else if you don’t

love yourself.

If my pot of love is empty, I have no love to offer another.

If my pot of love is partially filled, then giving away what’s there leaves me empty, exhausted, unsatisfied, and resentful, and feeling unloved.

If my pot of love is full to overflowing, I can generously give love to others.

For me to love me means I must fill my pot of love to overflowing.  Then I have plenty of love to share with others.

My pot of love.

If I rely on others to fill me up, I’m behaving irresponsibly.  I’m giving away my personal power by failing to acknowledge my own ability to take care of myself, as well as my worthiness to be loved.

When I say, “myself,” I’m not speaking of my “small self” or ego.

I’m speaking of my Divine Self, my I Am Presence.  I no longer see myself as small, helpless, and lacking in value.

I AM the Divine, and I have the POWER to fill myself up with Divine Love.

In this way, I acknowledge my ability to fill my pot of love to overflowing with the abundance of the Divine Love that flows infinitely from Source.

I have the power to fill myself up with love on a regular basis.

So …

How do I love me?

By resting when I need to rest.  By sleeping when I need to sleep.  By eating when I’m hungry, and eating what my body wants and finds nourishing.  This includes chocolate, by the way.  Chocolate is a “food group.”

How do I love me?

I fill myself by staying away from people who insist on being negative about everything, who focus on what’s wrong with everything, and who choose to see disaster everywhere.

By avoiding movies, stories, TV, news, and other things that are all about violence, abuse, and mistreatment of others when I myself am feeling vulnerable.  I already know that the 3-D world is filled with horror.  I don’t need it in my face as a daily serving of malnourishment.

I fill myself by training myself to shift to a positive focus regardless of the situation, to find the gifts and gold nuggets waiting for me everywhere, and to not allow energy vampires to feed on me.

Negativity is draining.

Positivity is filling.

I envison a world I am choosing to live in, one where love, harmony, compassion, tenderness, kindness, generosity, forgiveness, and mental/emotional sanity prevail.

How do I love me?

I speak kindly to myself.  I eliminate negative statements that are habits of thought.  “That was stupid.”  “What a dumb thing to do.  You’ve made a mess again!.”  These types of statements have no place in self-love.

How do I love me?

I tell myself the truth, even when I don’t like the truth.  No more secrets from myself.  No more lies to myself.  This is authenticity, and anything less creates holes in my pot of love allowing the love energy to drain out.

How do I love me?

I tell myself that, wherever I am, it’s the perfect place for me to be in this “now” moment.

Even tho’ my ego, my small self, may not know why I am where I am, my Soul knows.

That means there is more than one benefit to my being wherever it is.

So I seek the lesson instead of wasting energy in resistance or trying to run away.

This moves me through things faster and with less discomfort.  I focus on moving through the turn at the bottom of the curve and see myself emerging up the other side.

It’s like riding a horse.  If you look at the ground, that’s where you land.  If you look ahead, the horse and you fly smoothly forward to where you put your focus.

How do I love me?

I allow myself to be “wrong,” to make mistakes, and to know that I’m still learning, and that learning requires making mistakes.

When I am “wrong” about something, I admit it freely without guilt or recrimination.

How do I love me?

When I go into fear or anxiety, I wrap my arms around my inner child and comfort her with Divine Love.  Her fear and anxiety quickly begin to subside.  Then I get up and move around and do something, anything, to get my body moving.

I also have learned to use flower essences, supplements, and homeopathic remedies to help shift me out of dense emotional patterns.

How do I love me?

By giving to others what I truly have to offer, but only if those others truly want it in the moment I am able and willing to give it.

If someone wants something of me that I don’t have the energy or desire to give to them, I respect myself and them by saying. “No.  I’m not willing to do that.”

Anything else is inauthentic, and unloving to myself, and to them.

Have you checked in on your Pot O’ Love lately?  It it filled to overflowing?

Love is Golden


Delusions of Spring

January 30, 2018 by  
Filed under Animals and Nature Kingdoms, New Posts

Melissa, “I’m so bored!”

While Starlight sleeps, Melissa yawns and complains that the weather has been too cold.

It may be different where you live, but here in Connecticut, we’re having a very strange winter.

Melissa, who loves to be outside and really needs to be outside for a short time each day, developed instant cabin fever as soon as it got below 45 degree Fahrenheit last fall.

Then we got the really cold temperatures, where daytime highs were 15 degrees, night-time lows were single digits, and wind chills were sometimes 25 degrees below zero fahrenheit.

This type of cold lasted for at least 3 weeks, maybe a bit longer.

Now things have warmed up some.  We’re actually at 40 degrees the day I write this, and Melissa and Starlight have become super active.

They want to be on the unheated, completely enclosed porch.  They go out there and come back inside quickly, and go in and out as often as I’ll allow it.  Often it turns into an exciting game.

They go onto the porch and then chase each other back inside.  The  chase continues around the house with great excitement, especially if I stand ready at the door to let them go up and back a few times.

Feline view from back door.

Back yard in winter.

When I open the sliding door to the back yard to fill the bird feeders, they want to charge right out there.

In frustration, the two members of Mischief, Inc. will sometimes knocking things off tables and run around to get my attention.  “Why can’t we go out?” they demand.

Melissa encountered snow for the first time one day when I gave in and let her go outside.

She was very annoyed that each step put cold, wet, snow between her delicate toes.  She would shake out one foot, put it down, shake out the next, and keep doing this at every step.  She finally gave up and came back onto the porch.

The day I let them both go outside there was still snow on the ground, although melting.  Melissa tried to jump over the icy spots near the steps, only to discover that it’s still cold and wet wherever she lands.

On the slightly warmer days, I wonder, “Are we all having delusions of spring?”  After all, if the temperature gets above 32 degrees, that must mean spring is coming, right?  Or is February about to land on us and show us all what fools we are?

It’s been so dark this winter, I’ve had to use a lamp designed to assist people with SAD (Seasonal Affect Disorder) to keep me energized.  Dark grey, cloudy skies, and very short hours of daylight seemed endless.

When I turn the lamp on, it’s like the actual Sun is in my office.  I’m supposed to turn it off after 20 minutes, but some days I leave it on for an hour.

So yes, everyone at my house is allowing herself to fantasize about long, bright, warm spring days.


Cuddled up for a nap.

Melissa is wishing Starlight would wake up to play with her.

Are you also longing for spring?  The day the temperature rose to 60 degrees, there was a bear in the street.  A huge brown bear.  It’s energy looked confused.  What was it doing awake?

Are you and your animals having unusually intense cabin fever?

How are you and they coping with this long, dark, intensely cold winter that offers sudden fits of spring-like weather?

Have you noticed any wild animals acting strangely?

A New Year, A New You!

January 5, 2018 by  
Filed under Age of Ascension, New Posts

Your Transformation Is Happening Right Now.

You're Learning How to Use Your WIngs

In this time of spiritual transformation, you are being changed at the deepest levels of your being.

Your physical body is undergoing dramatic changes to support your spiritual awakening, mental clearings, and emotional releases.

Your mental and emotional bodies are showing you all that needs to be cleared, released, and healed.


Your mental body is asking to let go of old limiting beliefs and accept new expansive ones.

Your beliefs about who you are and how powerful you are must change to support your knowledge that YOU ARE THE DIVINE SELF HAVING A SPIRITUAL EXPERIENCE.

It’s really a very exciting time.

You get to create your new life in the New Earth of higher consciousness.

This takes commitment to daily activities which support your transformation and which help you adapt new beliefs and belief systems.

For example,

Limiting Belief:  I am a sinner and unworthy of Divine Forgiveness.

Expansive BeliefI am a good person and am worthy of all God’s Grace, Forgiveness, and Love.

There are many techniques that can assist you with this type of change.  The old belief can be extracted and the new one embedded and integrated.


Your emotional body is asking to release all the dense, dark, heavy negativity that limits you.

You are invited to let go of hatred, anger, fear, jealousy, resentment, shame, revenge, and other old emotional patterns that may have served you well in the past, but which no longer serve you.

You are invited to OPEN YOUR HEART EACH AND EVERY DAY. to accept that YOU ARE LOVE, and to know that YOU ARE LOVABLE.

You are invited to know that YOU ARE WORTHY to receive infinite love each and every moment of each and every day.

You’re invited to forgive yourself and everyone else for the experiences of the past.

You’re invited to step out of judgment and look for the gifts of personal growth and enlightenment to blossom forth.

You’re invited to consciously step into the flow of abundance that is all around you and become part of that flow and allow that flow to become part of your life.


What will you choose?

Will you choose consciously?

Will you choose to ignore these invitations?

That choice that will keep you feeling restricted, in pain, and struggling.

Whatever we resist persists.

Still, this is a choice, and all choices are to be honored.

You can made a different choice.

You can choose to consciously move into the flow of transformation.

You can choose to take steps to assist your letting go of the old and embracing the new way of living on Earth.

You can choose to create a new life for yourself and humanity by working with the higher frequencies now abundantly available.

When you make this choice, you will discover that your life flows with greater ease and more joy and comfort more of the time.

You will learn new ways to live that are more harmonious and give you greater satisfaction and a stronger sense of well-being.

So what will you choose?

* * * * *

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Melissa Hears the Call of the Wild

December 13, 2017 by  
Filed under Animals and Nature Kingdoms, New Posts

Melissa, the Escape Artist

Melissa looking out a window.

Even as a kitten, Melissa would climb up to look out high windows.

A few days ago, July 6, 2017, Melissa opened the sliding door on the porch and “escaped” from the house.  She was gone for 40 minutes or so.

Melissa has escaped from the house more times than all my other cats put together, and she’s only been with me a year and a half.  On the previous occasions, I caught up with her quickly and she let me pick her up and return her to the house.

This time was different.

This time changed our lives dramatically.

I had been extremely busy caring for 2 elderly cats with some health issues and 2 energetic young felines who also need lots of attention – play time and exercise, not to mention cuddling and going outside in harnesses with leads.

While I did the best I could to see that she got everything she needed, Melissa kept breaking out of the house.  I can’t remember all her escapes, but here are a few that come to mind.

  • She got out the cellar hatchway entrance because I forgot she was in the basement when I opened it.
  • She got out a hole in the sliding screen by enlarging a hole at the bottom made by a chipmunk before I discovered the hole.
  • She got out the sliding screen door one time when I didn’t realize she was right behind me and I opened it.  (She’s fast – quick as a blink – and small – and strong minded.)
  • After I had a plastic piece (with holes for wind) put into the bottom of the sliding screen door so chipmunks and Melissa could no longer tear holes in the screen, Melissa put her paws into the holes and pulled the screen door open.
  • The plastic piece was replaced with one that has much smaller holes.  So Melissa started sitting on top of the very thin plastic piece (about 24 inches high and less than 1/4 inch wide) hanging by her claws and if the screen door was unlocked, Melissa would find a way to pull the door open.

Melissa is famous for jumping up to the top of doors and hanging from curtain rods.  Frankly, I think she’d be very successfully as one of the Flying Wallendas acrobatic group or in the Cirque du Soleil.

Wallendas with bicycle and chair.

Some of the Wallendas

Cirque du Soleil

Cirque du Soleil

I tried keeping the sliding glass door closed most of the way, but when it got to be summer the glass door really needed to be open most of the time for ventilation.

I also began locking the sliding screen door so Melissa could no longer pull it open.

A few weeks later, Melissa escaped and ran away.

As I spoke to a friend on the kitchen phone, Melissa was yelling and demanding attention.  She had been doing this for hours, but I had a lot to do and so she was enormously frustrated.  She was also very angry about life in general.

While on the call, I put her on the porch and closed the door between the porch and the kitchen so she couldn’t get in and I could hear myself and my friend.

Twenty minutes later, as I hung up the phone I noticed how very quiet it was.  No sound of Melissa.

I immediately opened the kitchen door to the porch to let her into the house.


Melissa had made a hole in the screen above the plastic barrier and left.

Melissa wasn’t anywhere in the yard.

I was heartbroken.  I felt she had run away from home.  She had been so angry and so frustrated.

After a good cry, I went out and started calling her.  She knows her name, but didn’t always come or respond when called.

I also tried to reach her telepathically, but was unsuccessful.  I couldn’t even sense her energy, as I do when I connect telepathically.  Clearly, she didn’t want to speak with me at that moment.

No sign of her visually.

The sun was bright and the leaves on the trees made the woods behind my house quite dark.  With Melissa’s dark coloring, it would be difficult to see her at all unless she wanted to be seen.

I sat down on the back steps, had another good cry, and began to reconcile myself to the possibility that she wasn’t going to come back.

Melissa brought a lot of past life anger into this life, and her current life seemed to be exacerbating it.  I allowed myself to consider that she might be gone for good.

I sat on the back steps facing the woods for some time.  At one point I thought I saw her profile in among the shadows of the trees, but it could have been an illusion.

A Tonkinese silhouette seemed to appear once or twice on a downed tree trunk, but instantly disappeared.

Was I imagining it?

I allowed myself to hope just a tiny bit that Melissa was still around the yard, even if hidden.

Melissa weighs only 7.5 pounds.  She can be quite invisible, even if she isn’t dimensional shifting.  (Yes, some cats can dimensional shift like the Cheshire cat in Alice in Wonderland.)

I finally came back inside the house, leaving the sliding doors wide open while closing the kitchen door so Starlight couldn’t get out.  Starlight didn’t seem at all worried, which was interesting, but not helpful.

I telepathically broadcast to Melissa that I loved her and hoped she’d return.  I asked her to please announce herself if and when she wanted to come into the house.

Another 20 minutes went by.

Then I heard Melissa loudly demanding entry at the kitchen door.

Thrilled, I let her in.

Melissa was now a changed cat.

After being outside for 40 minutes Melissa was

peaceful, serene, happy, and quiet. 

She was more affectionate, too.

Melissa sat down to groom herself, had some water, and settled contently into a cat bed for a nap.

She wasn’t even hungry, and this was a time of day when she usually wanted a meal.  She never did say whether she had hunted successfully, but I suspected she had.

What did this all mean?

I observed Melissa with some amazement.  My thoughts rambled.

“Maybe, she really can’t be totally confined as a house cat and be happy.

“Maybe she truly needs to go outside at least some of the time to be happy.

“What’s the point,” I asked myself, “of a long unhappy life of total confinement?

“How can I condemn her to a miserable existence as an inside cat? 

“Would I want that kind of life for myself . . . a long, but unhappy life feeling like I was imprisoned?

“Who’s to say that a short life is worse than a long one?

“Do I keep her a prisoner because of my fears for her in the outside world?

Hattie in her feeding station.


“Hattie (semi-feral cat) lived to be 16 years old as a completely outside cat, so it’s possible to have a long life in the outdoors.

“How can I be so cruel as to force Melissa to live an unhappy life of confinement when she is ecstatic after she goes outside?

“She doesn’t have to live outside.  She can go out a bit each day for awhile – maybe a half hour or an hour would be enough.

“She hates the harness.  Clearly that isn’t working for her because she keeps finding ways to escape. 

“She may need to run free to get enough exercise and to live as cats were designed to live.

“Isn’t there more value in a short, happy life, instead of a long miserable one? 

“Is it fair to allow my fears for her safety to rule her existence?”

“On the other hand . . .

“Melissa is smart clever and quick.

“Melissa is small enough to squeeze into tight places where a predator can’t fit.

“Melissa can and does jump up high and down without fear, so she can probably find ways to survive.

“Melissa sharpens her hind claws, so that should help her manage trees just fine.”

“On the other hand . . .

“Lack of fear IS a problem.  Are her instincts strong enough for her to be afraid at the right times and then know to do to survive?

“Melissa doesn’t have anyone to teach her – no mother cat or siblings or even a friend like Hattie who knows how to survive outside.

“And … Melissa is still a mental teenager, who doesn’t listen to anyone.  So maybe it doesn’t matter that there isn’t a teacher around.  Maybe I need to trust her instincts.

“Can she figure out how to take care of herself on her own?”

I’m sure many people with cats in their family struggle with this issue.  We’re all so programmed to be in fear about everything that happens, fear for ourselves and fear for our animals.

Surely there’s another way to approach a situation like this besides going into fear!

When I tuned into Melissa about her expedition into the woods, here’s what I felt:

She needs the outside world with all its stimulating excitement, opportunities to run madly long distances, and to sit in the grass, and to ground with the earth.

She needs to explore.

She loves the wind in her fur, the cacophony of smells, the constant movement of things, and the nearly infinite number and variety of sounds.

The artificial environment of an inside world is just too boring – too stultifying for her even with Starlight for a playmate.

There’s just no way I can make up for what’s naturally outside.  Her feline senses have been well designed and crave the stimulation the out of doors offers.

I wrestled with this issue long and hard, and I thought about the older cats and what they had taught me.

Photo of Sakhara.Sakhara had spent the first years of her life before she came to me going outside.  She told me later in her life that being confined to the house affected her mental and physical health negatively.

When I started letting her go outside a few years ago, she and Hattie became friends.  Hattie gave her and Violet a tour of the woods right behind the house. 

Sakhara never went out of the yard and wooded area where I could see her. 

She was supremely happy and peaceful after each time she went out.

Cats cleans their digestive system by eating grass and vomiting, so going outside is important for health in that regard as well.  Sakhara had a lot of digestive issues, and eating grass really helped her.


Magnificent VioletViolet had wanted to go out as a kitten, but never broke out of the house to get there. 

She adapted well to being indoors, although she told someone in an Animal Communication workshop that she was “going to court” when she was a kitten because I would let her outside.

When I began letting Sakhara out in the yard, Violet went, too.  She mostly sat on the stoop in the sun or walked around the yard.


Starlight is a true innocent with no experience being a cat. 

Starlight, as her name implies, is not easily grounded.  Being outside in the yard helps her ground.

 She goes out in a harness with a lead. 

She eats grass, chases my lunge whip as a very long snake, and generally like to sniff things.

Will Starlight tolerate Melissa going out loose and accept that she, herself, does not?

A turning point – an experiment begins.

If I want Melissa to be a happy cat, I have to make some changes in her lifestyle.

Melissa is a jungle kitty who is miserable unless she gets outside to run around, explore, climb trees, and hunt.

If this is what it takes to make her happy and keep her fit, then so be it.

I will love her with an open hand and an open heart.

I will move out of fear and into love without restrictions or conditions of any kind.

I will no longer try to turn Melissa into something she isn’t.

I will honor her choices, while at the same time do my best to teach her what I’ve learned from Hattie about being safe outside.

I will supervise, as best I can, when she’s out there, and encourage her to learn what she needs to learn to be safe.

I will do my best to limit the hours of her excursions to broad daylight, and times I can be on the alert.

Night, dawn, and dusk are when predators hunt, so she won’t be allowed out during those times.

If she lives a short life, I will accept that without blaming myself or feeling guilty.

I will know that she was supremely happy and lived the life she chose.

The “call of the wild” was answered, and the experiment began.


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