One of my blog readers from India recently asked, “Who is Ernest L. Norman?” I thought I’d share an expanded version of my reply here,…
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One of my blog readers from India recently asked, “Who is Ernest L. Norman?” I thought I’d share an expanded version of my reply here,…
Sometimes when you do a lot of energy work, breaking old habit patterns, those energies need a place to go. E=MC² right? Energy is not destroyed, only transformed. My biofield tuning this month was exceptionally intense, involving my third session with author Eileen McKusick (Tuning the Human Biofield), followed by an amazing two-day class with others likewise devoted to learning her techniques. That’s a lot of tuning fork resonance to absorb and digest!
So when I accidentally dropped a Corelle® “break-resistant” plate on the kitchen tile this morning …
KA-BAM!
Explosions of glassy white stuff went everywhere! Into the dining area! Under the stove! Wedged into the grill at the bottom of the fridge! Out into the entryway! Beneath the china cabinet! On top of the counter and the granite-covered kitchen island! Tiny shards, and lots of powdery sparkly stuff I’ll need to mop carefully. Whew. Those old plates are indeed the kind that don’t break—they burst!
I had no trouble instantly relating this to the topic much on my mind this morning: My fear of going out into the world to be seen and heard as an author, publisher, teacher, and speaker. I needed to explode that resistance, which was brought to my awareness in a big way during my biofield tuning.
Eileen’s tuning forks revealed a large, thick, bubble-like energy construction in my biofield. She tagged it to specific times in my life—from childhood right up through the present. As she worked with me, my spirit guides up and down the spectrum made their presence known. They’d come to help dismantle this protective shield that was no longer serving me. In fact, it had become a big blockade. Even my deceased mother showed up in the room to add her two bits!
The holidays are upon us and it’s time for my favorite story: The Blue Wand-Bearers. I first read about this higher-frequency, energetic, universal, spiritual event when I was in my early twenties. Bringing it back to mind has become an important part of my annual winter contemplation ever since.
This completely non-denominational event is not an earth-based celebration, but it profoundly effects all living things on Earth. Those who benefit most, however, are those who open their hearts and minds at this time of year with a gracious thought toward the well-being of others, or a moment of awe, or a gasp of insight, or a sudden upwelling of L-O-V-E for all things great and small.
Gathered in ceremony in the higher planes where Light rules, countless Beings await Earth’s season of receptivity. To understand what they’re about, you must first contemplate who they are, and what their life’s purpose is.
Unlike us, they no longer live in physical bodies. For many, their transition to life in higher-frequency worlds came long ago, although some among this particular gathering are relatively “recent” arrivals. You would recognize their names, perhaps, because they, like you, previously lived and evolved on planet Earth (and elsewhere). They may have graduated completely from the need for physical incarnations, or they might simply be enjoying a lengthy hiatus in these beautiful, crystalline-appearing worlds of pure energy before they reincarnate again on a physical planet, undoubtedly to carry out some personal, spiritual purpose. Because if they are participating in this ceremony, they are not young souls. These are the Beings who provide the energy-fuel for our world and others like it by translating the Universal Source energy through their Mind-selves, stepping down the high, high frequencies of Infinite Intelligence (God energy) into forms that we on Earth find useful and life-giving.
This by the way is our own spiritual potential, a higher grade of humanity that we are perfectly designed to attain if we so choose and apply ourselves to that objective.
Over my years of enjoying this story, I finally realized that even one such as I, lower on the scale of evolution, can play a role in this annual ceremony of Light.
First, and most importantly, by my awareness and receptivity, which doesn’t require any knowledge at all of the details of the event. We will receive from the higher dimensions, if we reach a peak moment of mental energy.
But secondly, if we consciously recall what’s taking place in the invisible or “subtle” energy fields of Earth and the humans who inhabit it during this lengthy winter solstice transition, we might become participants in this annual ceremony.
Eileen McKusick’s exciting new book represents the pioneering forefront of the new bio-electric science that will soon profoundly affect how we go about healing the human body.
Joseph and I were fortunate to snag healing sessions (two for me, one for him) from one of the innovators in this field, sound therapist Eileen McKusick, author of the recently released Tuning the Human Biofield.
I won’t speak for him, but I will say that I was stunned, illuminated, and profoundly affected by the results of my bio-tune-up. My life is taking a dramatic turn for the better as the effects are still resonating with me. I’ll give you some details in a moment, but first an overview of the principles that made this happen.
Remember, I am an Eden Energy Medicine (EEM) practitioner and I frequently write about the human energy anatomy from both the EEM and the Ernest L. Norman (ELN) perspectives. One treats primarily the local energy systems (EEM); the other affects the entire interdimensional human biofield, what we might term the Extended Biofield (ELN calls this the psychic anatomy).
The moment I saw Eileen’s book, which unbeknownst to me was the first day of its release, I knew (a) I had to meet this author and (b) I wanted to book an appointment for her tuning-fork facilitated sound therapy. That is so rare for me! I am uncomfortable with even the most highly skilled EEM practitioners working on me, and was never able to relax into someone’s Reiki or other healing touch therapies. Moreover, Eileen lives in Vermont and I live in San Diego, opposite ends of the country. Nevertheless, I knew I would meet her. I was absolutely confident. And within days, I discovered that she was coming to San Diego imminently!
Quick work and I had an appointment, despite Eileen’s hectic schedule of speaking and attending conferences. She would be staying at the home of Cristina Smith, who has facilitated so many of my happy Subtle Energy community experiences in San Diego in recent years (Lessons from the Labyrinth). I felt no fear, reluctance or resistance to this kind of sound treatment—only excitement to become part of the future-science on this planet, which will do so much in the future to alleviate human suffering.
Like the trees of Pandora, we are all linked harmonically to an energy pattern, a network of thoughts, emotions, deeds, and souls. When one of us falls, especially one of our beloved ones, we turn our heads and cry out, “How? Why? What went wrong?” (Fair journey, Robin Williams. We love you.)
But the explanation is right before our eyes: Our most creative contributors, those who see the future, the past, the ironies, the insights, and the aspirations, they are the open-minded spirits who use this network of information, the infinitely streaming macrocosm of Intelligence in all its manifestations, to bring to us the visions of what can and could be.
Robin Williams was no exception. He possessed the ability to reach up energetically and to open up his mind to a stream of bubbling wit and sparkling insight. He swam in the oceans of laughter and sank beneath the waves of despair.
We know he was fighting, now, and from all we as bystanders can see, the fight was long-lasting and fiercely conducted. But what was he fighting? Mere manifestations of his own mind? Hardly.
Why would his channelship (for that’s what it was) cease when the subject matter, the emotion at hand, turned to a darker, sadder tone? It did not. Like so many before him, his brilliant skill at bringing through other and higher tones of laughter and joy also connected him to the despairing, dampening, and ultimately, destructive rungs of life in the universe.
Psychic channelship is a two-edged sword. I say we are all connected, but it’s not a chaotic proposition. We choose where we connect and with whom by what we carry in our minds. As a dance instructor told us last week, “It’s simple; but it’s not easy.”