I knew when we drove up the winding driveway that I wanted to work with them. We were there for a social dinner though, not to see the horses. But as the night grew late and the conversations around the table lingered and so did the requests for more demonstrations on Holographic Health, the topic of the horses entered the domain. Baby was suffering from a hoof disease and the family wasn’t sure what to do – whether to continue to try new things or to put her down. My schedule was tight though, I was working 8-9 hours a day seeing 5-6 clients a day but I knew before I left on the airplane home that I had to go back, I had to try to help Baby. You see, there is something about horses that I feel intrinsically connected to and I can feel them a mile away. It is as if their soul and mine are interwoven with golden fibers which energy vibrates and hums along, sending a two way line of communication between me and them. I can’t explain it although I can’t explain most of the work I do because the quantum mechanics of energy is hard for anyone to wrap their head around. So two nights before I left town we trekked back out to the Dillane’s house. The sun was nearly gone and there sunsets happen at 10:30 in the evening. I was tired but this, I knew, would give me more energy. In the course of the night I worked both with Baby and another horse, Broadway Mac who had severe behavior problems and as I was told could “kill someone”. The news for Baby was not good though, it was what I had feared. I tested the same thing over and over and over hoping for a different answer. It broke my heart but she needed to be and wanted to be put down, to be put out of her misery and pain. She was ready, and as the testing resulted, she wanted it to be done soon. I told the family what I found and I wish in those moments I could have come up with the good news that she could be healed and all would be well. But perhaps what Baby taught us is that on many levels that does happen even if the result is not what we think it should be or what we would like for it to be. I flew home that Friday and somewhere over the Atlantic ocean I felt a sudden twinge of anger, hurt, and an energetic release of some sort. I thought about Baby. I wondered if I had just been tired and imaging what I was feeling after all the previous week had been emotionally and physically challenging. I tried to sleep but could not. When I finally landed in Newark I called Kathleen who told me they had just put Baby down a few hours prior to my calling. The golden fiber that Baby and I had delicately woven that night had been broken the moment her spirit was released from her body. Energy may not always be easy to define or understand but it’s power is not to be underestimated.
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This Saturday I am forunate enough to have the opportunity to lead a discussion and demo on Holographic Health and my work as a healing practitioner. I have been going through my mind the dialog that I hope to have and in each demo, each topic, every thought it all comes back to the simple act of balance. Finding balance in all the areas of our lives, finding balance between work and play, spiritual practice and work practice. How it all is contained within us and because of us. Being here for this extended time in Ireland has given me a new sense of my own balance. The land is reminding me to breathe, to stop and be with it, to remember. The people also remind me to slow down, enjoy the music, cherish the relationship I have with others. I am taking a deep minute every day to sit and be with what is and what could be. Finding balance transforms us, it brings us closer to the center of our being than anything else. It is only in this space where we find true healing for all aspects of our lives.
How could I not write something about the mystical journey I have been on since arriving July 19th on this beautiful green Isle? There is a mysterious language here, it runs beneath the feet of all these beautiful people and on an underground current it takes you to thousands of years before this day. I didn’t expect this. I’m not sure what I expected but it certainly was not this. Since I have arrived I have been initiated with my Healer’s Rites by a gifted Celtic Shaman, I’ve stood on a hill within the crumbling walls of a 4000 year old stone structure, I’ve dared to step into a ring of fairy trees to bear witness to the release of the children’s souls who’s graves were under my feet. I have placed my hand on a “Mass Rock” – a stone in which hundreds of others before me have done the same thing hundreds of years ago as they gathered in seclusion to hold mass and prayed the government did not find them. I sat inside a small rock cavern that dates back thousands of years ago – the same place that a legendary hobbit once sat as well. It was warm, secure, peaceful. These experiences one could not possibly plan for but I sit here in deep gratitude that my life has been so blessed and that I have been given so many opportunities to experience this richness.
Week 4/5
I had a client in the other day who asked me how long I plan on carrying out this mean act to this plant! It is devastating my clients, and me when we visibly see the horrific effects of a simple label on a pot that says “I hate you, you’re ugly.” The plant is nearly dead, there is more yellow/brown leaves than green. The inner growth stopped growing a long time ago. The plant has thinned out and looks like it is on it’s last leg. I agree with my client, I’ve made my point – negative words really do harm us. So for Christmas I am going to give the gift of life back to this plant and bring it back to it’s original vitality.
The very interesting point in this is that I absolutely have lacked a green thumb most all of my life. My friends used to joke that I could kill an artificial plant. Yet the love plant is thriving and I think my whole problem has been is I’ve never paid any attention to plants – I water them every now and then but beyond that I am not one to talk to plants. I do now. I get it …. So what I am going to do with this plant now is give it the same energized water that I give the love plant. I won’t speak to it nor will I take the label off – I want to see if the energized water will be enough to bring it back. So keep watching for updates!
Week three
My clients are starting to see me as a mean, cruel person! Those who come in on a continual basis are seeing the changes quite profoundly. The leaves are thinning out as they are dying. I have such a hard time actually vocalizing that it is ugly. I feel my insides just twist and turn knowing what I am consciously doing. I find it interesting that a client will acknowledge how profoundly the words are effecting the plant and killing it yet they will still make comments like “I am so sick” or “I just don’t have any time” or “I feel so awful” – when I hear someone saying such statements I now simply point to the plant. It sometimes takes a second to register but then I muscle test them to show them how those negative statements weaken their body drastically. I am guilty of it as well and since doing this to the plants I am becoming much more aware of my own “self talk” and also how I phrase things to others.
Week 2
As the experiment progresses the changes are quite noticable. A few yellowing and decaying leaves to start out with. Although the middle part of the plant is still growing new leaves. My office mate, Jessica, admitted however to secretly coming into my room and whispering to the “ugly/hate” plant that it really is beautiful. I suspect that little bit of encouragement might be giving it a bit of an edge. I’ve told Jessica she must tell it it’s ugly, or say nothing at all! Deep down I want to do the same thing. The “Love/Beautiful” plant is flourishing.
On October 29th after reading Barbara Rawson’s newsletter I became inspired by a link she had listed. I had always read books and knew of such experiments but never had I actually performed the experiment. What is the experiment you are wondering? Do words really have an effect, a physiological effect, on living things. I wanted to know, I didn’t want to take the word of someone else’s trial and error or even look at someone else’s photos because a small skeptic inside me would be wondering things like: “did they secretly pour bleach on the roots of the plant to make it die quicker?” or “Did they Photoshop the leaves to make it look as if it died more than it really did?” or “Maybe the only watered the one plant so naturally the other one would die.”
Week 1 of my cruel experiment
So off to Home Depot I went. I bought 2 plants of exact same size, type, and bought matching pots with matching soil. In my office I placed them side by side so they had the same amount of light, the same air, the same everything. Every time I watered the plants I measured out the water precisely and gave them the same amount of water, at the same time. The only difference between these two plants is 1) I labeled one plant with a note that says “I love you, you are beautiful” and I recite those words, the other plant says “I hate you, you are ugly.” I admit that I cannot recite those words daily as it breaks my heart. At first I did, but after a week and seeing the result I found it very difficult to knowingly have such cruel intentions. and 2) whenever I water the plants, I energize the water for the love plant with the electrical frequency for “perfect love”.
