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3004bloghttp://3004blog.blog.co.uk/A woman's wondering's, who works as a psychic medium and healers, and eats raw food.en-EUhourly82000-01-01T12:00+00:003004bloghttp://3004blog.blog.co.uk/http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/b1/3a57d418d1691d6f16e33e249b053a_160x200.jpgMondayhttp://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/11/29/monday~346740/2005-11-29T13:59:06+01:00 <p><strong>I made my descicion to stop drinking coffee last night. My husband told me that the snow on Kilimanjaro was melting because of coffee growing on its slopes. That snow melts every year providing water for thousands of miles. Coffee growing on the mountain has causedBut a climate change in that little ecosystem. And soon there may be no snow left at all, its too hot. So I decided to stop, not for myself because that never works, motivationally speaking, but for the snow on Kilamanjaro. And the next morning when I'd normally be drinking coffee to wake myself up. There was snow falling outside. Big flakes of fluffy white snow. Just for that first half hour of my day. Later Hubby went up and down our street handing out flyers and he told everyone about the snow, but no-one else had seen it! </strong> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/11/29/monday~346740/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>I made my descicion to stop drinking coffee last night. My husband told me that the snow on Kilimanjaro was melting because of coffee growing on its slopes. That snow melts every year providing water for thousands of miles. Coffee growing on the mountain has causedBut a climate change in that little ecosystem. And soon there may be no snow left at all, its too hot. So I decided to stop, not for myself because that never works, motivationally speaking, but for the snow on Kilamanjaro. And the next morning when I'd normally be drinking coffee to wake myself up. There was snow falling outside. Big flakes of fluffy white snow. Just for that first half hour of my day. Later Hubby went up and down our street handing out flyers and he told everyone about the snow, but no-one else had seen it!

]]>Fridayhttp://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/11/04/friday~282449/2005-11-04T12:12:54+01:00 <p><strong>Men.<br> I have realised that my view of men has been so distorted. I was telling my husband stories of my first experiences of men and sex. I gave him scene after scene of young gentlemen slapping their cocks out and saying "there you go luv, what are you going to do with that then?". My husband, "S" is American and he says that approach just wouldn't work there. Hmmmmm. It worked on me because I would never approach anyone I really liked. Never. I just went with anyone who gave me attention, I was so flattered someone was bothered to speak to me I'd do anything to make them love me. So most of my boyfriends were men who were sleeping around, sexually aggressive, over confident and didn't want a girl to love, just something to play with now and again. So that all added up into me believing that all men were like that, I didn't know any different. My husband said that he reckoned the only guys who'd have the guts to approach me would be arrogant pricks who didn't know I was brighter than them. He said that he wouldn't go near attractive, intelligent girls, because blokes just dodn't know how to. They think that the "chatting up in a club" scenario wouldn't work on a girl like me. They assume I'd see through it and think they were a prick. So they just hung back, stared, and had lots of uncomfortable silences when they'd be thuinking " i'm sitting next to her now, what shall I do, shall I touch her arm, oh god i don't know what to do etc..." And the great guys sit around saying "why is she with that prick?????"<br> And I thought that the men I liked and had crushes on, didn't like me that way becasuse they never approached me. I thought that the ones who came up to me, touched me up, grabbed my arse stc,. i thought they must really really like me, because they made an effort. When all the time, what gave them tht freedom and confidence was that they didn't give a shit about me!<br> Ans I realise I wasted years in ridiculous relationships, when there were so many amazing beautiful men ready and waiting right under my nose. And I remember a stream of lovely, funny, creative, witty men who I never had the courage to approach, and who didn't either. And I remember the men I did spend my 20's loving - competitive, agressive, cold, thrill seeking, shallow shells of men. (Sorry guys, I know I was just as bad in my own way!)<br> At least I understand men more now. And have married one of the beautiful ones who says he'd never have approached me unless we were thrown together like we were. And we spent the first three days together just staring at each other trying not to throw up. Ahh, Extreme nausea, always a sign of True love</strong> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/11/04/friday~282449/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>Men.
I have realised that my view of men has been so distorted. I was telling my husband stories of my first experiences of men and sex. I gave him scene after scene of young gentlemen slapping their cocks out and saying "there you go luv, what are you going to do with that then?". My husband, "S" is American and he says that approach just wouldn't work there. Hmmmmm. It worked on me because I would never approach anyone I really liked. Never. I just went with anyone who gave me attention, I was so flattered someone was bothered to speak to me I'd do anything to make them love me. So most of my boyfriends were men who were sleeping around, sexually aggressive, over confident and didn't want a girl to love, just something to play with now and again. So that all added up into me believing that all men were like that, I didn't know any different. My husband said that he reckoned the only guys who'd have the guts to approach me would be arrogant pricks who didn't know I was brighter than them. He said that he wouldn't go near attractive, intelligent girls, because blokes just dodn't know how to. They think that the "chatting up in a club" scenario wouldn't work on a girl like me. They assume I'd see through it and think they were a prick. So they just hung back, stared, and had lots of uncomfortable silences when they'd be thuinking " i'm sitting next to her now, what shall I do, shall I touch her arm, oh god i don't know what to do etc..." And the great guys sit around saying "why is she with that prick?????"
And I thought that the men I liked and had crushes on, didn't like me that way becasuse they never approached me. I thought that the ones who came up to me, touched me up, grabbed my arse stc,. i thought they must really really like me, because they made an effort. When all the time, what gave them tht freedom and confidence was that they didn't give a shit about me!
Ans I realise I wasted years in ridiculous relationships, when there were so many amazing beautiful men ready and waiting right under my nose. And I remember a stream of lovely, funny, creative, witty men who I never had the courage to approach, and who didn't either. And I remember the men I did spend my 20's loving - competitive, agressive, cold, thrill seeking, shallow shells of men. (Sorry guys, I know I was just as bad in my own way!)
At least I understand men more now. And have married one of the beautiful ones who says he'd never have approached me unless we were thrown together like we were. And we spent the first three days together just staring at each other trying not to throw up. Ahh, Extreme nausea, always a sign of True love

]]>Monday 31 st Octoberhttp://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/10/31/monday_31_st_october~273855/2005-10-31T18:45:25+01:00 <p><strong>In the Summer, I got into this train of thought...<br> if people win the National Lottery at random, and then spend all the money on crap like cars, and designer labels. Well, I wondered if Spirit would help me to wim, by giving me some numbers. Surely they'd want to let me have a go at winning, over someone else, coz i would promise to use the money to prosper other people. I have loads of ideas for making other people healthy, wealthy and free that could be launched with a cash injection)and I definately wouldn't spend a single penny on any product from a multi national coorporation.<br> Anyway, I got my numbers and my date was 26th October. I went to buy a ticket from the supermarket. There was a big queue, so I wandered around the store for a bit. I got the feeling that I should stand still for a whille. I was looking at food seeing if there was anything I wanted. I thought I was hungry. A voice from Spirit told me to feel into the hunger. I did and it melted away and I felt blissfull. The voive told me that the Light is feeding and nourishing me, it enters through the back of my neck, I can feel it and see it claivopyantly. So I got the ticket and went home feeling free and light. I didn't eat anything that day.<br> In the morning I woke up, did my kriya yoga, and then made a cup of coffee. I took a few gulps and then projectile vomited it all up. Just came right back up. Then I tried to drink a sweet lemon and apple juice drink, after a few gulps, the roof of my mouth was burning, I was in agony. Later, I tried to eat some raw vegan ricotta canneloni I made, I tasted it, mmmmmm wowweee! Then after two mouthfulls, my mouth was burning. I had to stop.<br> I felt so good all the time though - Physically,mentally, emotionally and Spiritually off the planet. I wasn't attempting to eat out of any hunger, just curiousity. Mainly because I couldn't fathom out how I could suddenly go from being someone who's life is dominated by thoughts of "what shall I eat now?" to not having any desire for food whatsoever, and feeling better every moment, in every way.<br> Now it's six days later. And all I have eaten in the last 6 days is a couple of bites of raw food a couple of times a day. When I've wanted to taste something. And a couple of glasses of water. And in those last six days, me and my husband have has the best sex ever! we've become much more intimately connected with each other. I have healed months of muscular tension in myself, that was taking me a long time to heal. My skin and eyes look clear and bright. My eyes have become a lighter colour than before. Also, strangely, my breasts have got biggerr. My lips have also got fuller, and my skin is like a baby's. Also I have had no mood swings, nor has a negative thought opressed me.<br> The clear message from Spirit about it is this: "No human needs to eat or drink. You are Spirit not flesh. God/ess nourishes you with Light. Food is for pleasure, to melt with the goodness of the Earth. You are born complete, with everything you need within you. You need seek nothing outside yourself for your survival. Your concious Union with the Divine, with Spirit , God/Ess provides the trust you need to let go of it all and be free."<br> I'm reading "An autobiography of a yogi" by Paramhansa Yogananda, none of the people written about in that book need to eat either. Lots of Raw people say that after a whille you only want to eat a coiple of pieces of fruit a day, because your body is in such good shape it assimilates 100% of your food. And for other reasons you can discover for yourselves if you try it!!Most people on a normal meat and dairy diet only assimilate around 2% according to research by Victoria Boutenko in "12 Steps to Raw."<br> I also feel more grounded than ever, since my desire to eat went. I commented to my husband today when we were walking in Liverpool, that it felt like my feel were sinking to 5 ft below the pavement!<br> Happy Hallowe'en!</strong> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/10/31/monday_31_st_october~273855/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>In the Summer, I got into this train of thought...
if people win the National Lottery at random, and then spend all the money on crap like cars, and designer labels. Well, I wondered if Spirit would help me to wim, by giving me some numbers. Surely they'd want to let me have a go at winning, over someone else, coz i would promise to use the money to prosper other people. I have loads of ideas for making other people healthy, wealthy and free that could be launched with a cash injection)and I definately wouldn't spend a single penny on any product from a multi national coorporation.
Anyway, I got my numbers and my date was 26th October. I went to buy a ticket from the supermarket. There was a big queue, so I wandered around the store for a bit. I got the feeling that I should stand still for a whille. I was looking at food seeing if there was anything I wanted. I thought I was hungry. A voice from Spirit told me to feel into the hunger. I did and it melted away and I felt blissfull. The voive told me that the Light is feeding and nourishing me, it enters through the back of my neck, I can feel it and see it claivopyantly. So I got the ticket and went home feeling free and light. I didn't eat anything that day.
In the morning I woke up, did my kriya yoga, and then made a cup of coffee. I took a few gulps and then projectile vomited it all up. Just came right back up. Then I tried to drink a sweet lemon and apple juice drink, after a few gulps, the roof of my mouth was burning, I was in agony. Later, I tried to eat some raw vegan ricotta canneloni I made, I tasted it, mmmmmm wowweee! Then after two mouthfulls, my mouth was burning. I had to stop.
I felt so good all the time though - Physically,mentally, emotionally and Spiritually off the planet. I wasn't attempting to eat out of any hunger, just curiousity. Mainly because I couldn't fathom out how I could suddenly go from being someone who's life is dominated by thoughts of "what shall I eat now?" to not having any desire for food whatsoever, and feeling better every moment, in every way.
Now it's six days later. And all I have eaten in the last 6 days is a couple of bites of raw food a couple of times a day. When I've wanted to taste something. And a couple of glasses of water. And in those last six days, me and my husband have has the best sex ever! we've become much more intimately connected with each other. I have healed months of muscular tension in myself, that was taking me a long time to heal. My skin and eyes look clear and bright. My eyes have become a lighter colour than before. Also, strangely, my breasts have got biggerr. My lips have also got fuller, and my skin is like a baby's. Also I have had no mood swings, nor has a negative thought opressed me.
The clear message from Spirit about it is this: "No human needs to eat or drink. You are Spirit not flesh. God/ess nourishes you with Light. Food is for pleasure, to melt with the goodness of the Earth. You are born complete, with everything you need within you. You need seek nothing outside yourself for your survival. Your concious Union with the Divine, with Spirit , God/Ess provides the trust you need to let go of it all and be free."
I'm reading "An autobiography of a yogi" by Paramhansa Yogananda, none of the people written about in that book need to eat either. Lots of Raw people say that after a whille you only want to eat a coiple of pieces of fruit a day, because your body is in such good shape it assimilates 100% of your food. And for other reasons you can discover for yourselves if you try it!!Most people on a normal meat and dairy diet only assimilate around 2% according to research by Victoria Boutenko in "12 Steps to Raw."
I also feel more grounded than ever, since my desire to eat went. I commented to my husband today when we were walking in Liverpool, that it felt like my feel were sinking to 5 ft below the pavement!
Happy Hallowe'en!

]]>Mondayhttp://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/10/17/monday~240395/2005-10-17T15:30:29+02:00 <p><strong>Squid the Kitten.<br> Got a phone call early on Sunday morning from some friends who had a sick kitten. Sqiud is four months old and has psycho shitting and pissing epyteptic convulsions. They'd been up all night with him, he'd had 10 fits in as many hours, so they wanted help to get him to the vets.<br> We had to drive out of town to avoid the vet in the local PDSA. He took one look at Squid a few weeks ago, and declared that he should be put down. Another vet in another PDSA a day later, told a completely different story, wanting to try drug therapy, and was hopeful that little Squid (who only has 1/2 a tail) would be ok..<br> But when we got there, horror of horrors, the on duty vet was Dr Death. Hmmm, good job both me and my loud American husband were there too, to be on Squid's side.<br> We all went in, arms crossed over our chests, defensive as Hell! Guess what he said? "In my 12 years of veternary experience, every kitten I have seen with this complaint has been a hopeless case. I want to put him down". Yes, I thought, if every kitten you have seen with epilepsy you have decided is hopeless, and therefore killed, then you are right. Each case you have seen was hopeless, because the poor thing came to you!<br> I did what anY mediums/ healer would do and asked for help from Spirit for Squid, and smothered the vet with astral honey to sweeten him, as my friend, armed with her own vast knowledge, persuaded him to give Squid the drugs, instead of killing him.<br> We left with the pills, feeling like Squid had just got over the worst trial of his life yet! a second death sentance!<br> That night, I made a doll of the cat Goddess, Bast, and put lots of healing intentions into it. We drove round and dropped it through their letterbox with a note from out cat, as if it was from him! Our cat is a well known locally for his eccentric behaviour. So this would be typical behaviour.<br> So the good news is that Squid is fine, the drugs worked, and the nice vet thinks he'll be off them and all ok in a week!<br> Lucky we didn't listen to the arrogant vet who thought he had the right to call time on Squid.<br> Does the Vet sound like any Doctors you know???? </strong> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/10/17/monday~240395/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>Squid the Kitten.
Got a phone call early on Sunday morning from some friends who had a sick kitten. Sqiud is four months old and has psycho shitting and pissing epyteptic convulsions. They'd been up all night with him, he'd had 10 fits in as many hours, so they wanted help to get him to the vets.
We had to drive out of town to avoid the vet in the local PDSA. He took one look at Squid a few weeks ago, and declared that he should be put down. Another vet in another PDSA a day later, told a completely different story, wanting to try drug therapy, and was hopeful that little Squid (who only has 1/2 a tail) would be ok..
But when we got there, horror of horrors, the on duty vet was Dr Death. Hmmm, good job both me and my loud American husband were there too, to be on Squid's side.
We all went in, arms crossed over our chests, defensive as Hell! Guess what he said? "In my 12 years of veternary experience, every kitten I have seen with this complaint has been a hopeless case. I want to put him down". Yes, I thought, if every kitten you have seen with epilepsy you have decided is hopeless, and therefore killed, then you are right. Each case you have seen was hopeless, because the poor thing came to you!
I did what anY mediums/ healer would do and asked for help from Spirit for Squid, and smothered the vet with astral honey to sweeten him, as my friend, armed with her own vast knowledge, persuaded him to give Squid the drugs, instead of killing him.
We left with the pills, feeling like Squid had just got over the worst trial of his life yet! a second death sentance!
That night, I made a doll of the cat Goddess, Bast, and put lots of healing intentions into it. We drove round and dropped it through their letterbox with a note from out cat, as if it was from him! Our cat is a well known locally for his eccentric behaviour. So this would be typical behaviour.
So the good news is that Squid is fine, the drugs worked, and the nice vet thinks he'll be off them and all ok in a week!
Lucky we didn't listen to the arrogant vet who thought he had the right to call time on Squid.
Does the Vet sound like any Doctors you know????

]]>Wednesdayhttp://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/10/05/wednesday~217514/2005-10-05T12:00:51+02:00 <p><strong>I'm making a big "inner child" healing spell today. I found a toddler type doll in a rubbish bin out on the street. I knew she was mine because she had violet eyes. And because she'd been abahdoned - I am aware that I have something to heal in that area. When you lift her arm dreads burst out the top of her head!<br> I will name her Emerald Caterpillar, myself as a child. I will take care of her and love her by bathing her, makeing her comfortable, beautiful clothes, and wrapping her in a snug magical healing blanket. And I will ask Spirit to heal her, so she can be freed into the ecstatic Emerald Butterfly I know she is. Because the little girl inside is unreasonable, scared ,hurt and tricky for me to reason with, that this spell will hit it from a more constructive angle. </strong> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/10/05/wednesday~217514/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>I'm making a big "inner child" healing spell today. I found a toddler type doll in a rubbish bin out on the street. I knew she was mine because she had violet eyes. And because she'd been abahdoned - I am aware that I have something to heal in that area. When you lift her arm dreads burst out the top of her head!
I will name her Emerald Caterpillar, myself as a child. I will take care of her and love her by bathing her, makeing her comfortable, beautiful clothes, and wrapping her in a snug magical healing blanket. And I will ask Spirit to heal her, so she can be freed into the ecstatic Emerald Butterfly I know she is. Because the little girl inside is unreasonable, scared ,hurt and tricky for me to reason with, that this spell will hit it from a more constructive angle.

]]>Tuesdayhttp://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/10/04/tuesday~215901/2005-10-04T15:04:21+02:00 <p><strong>I went to a mind body spirit fair at the weekend. I was looking to see if I could find some mediums and healers - didn't find any. There weren't any independent ones there.There were dozens of readers who were behind a barrier with their psychic agency. Which calls itself an " official british society" when in reality it is an agency just like any other. A marketing tool used by at least 3 other UK companies.<br> I was given the inevitable stack of magazines and played a favourite game of mine with the adverts in them. There are fewer psychic companies operating in the UK than you may think when you see the smog of ads in psychic magazines. One company will be placing various ads, all with different names for the same group of readers, I look down to the bottom of the ad in the small print and see what the provider's name is quoted as. Then as you look on every ad, you see the same couple or three providers all spinning out multi faced versions of the same thing.<br> So why do this? when a client gets a mediocre service from your company, you can't rely on the repeat business, so you need a method like this to hook them back in. A company someone I know worked for, would take calls from a list of about 20 differently named lines, including ones run by psychic "celebrities" with their "hand picked teasms of psychics ". My friend was "hand picked" by making a phone call to a big company, and immediately doing two 20 minuite test readings. She never met anyone personally. She was paid 33p per minuite, the company took £1.50 per minuite!!!<br> Dive into <a href="http://www.thelighthousewebworld.com">www.thelighthousewebworld.com</a> if you want a real hand picked reader, or if you're working for peanuts and want to be valued!See the "help wanted" page<br> Sometimes people say Mediums and healers should offer our services for nothing because we have a special gift from Spirit. I couldn't do what I do, if I had to work full time in Tesco's aswell. Any medium or healer deserves to be paid for her work. Personally, I don't think that it is a special gift. Mediums have developed abilities we all possess. The discipline of developing skills that are often ridiculed in society, is worth valuing. It is a service, you could do it for yourself, if you don't want to, just like getting your car washed, you pay for someone to do it for you. Modern people have become detatched, disconnected from Spirit, we are passing on the messages for you, because you're not listening.<br> The lighthouse will be offering a mediumship course, one that everyone, no matter who you are, will be able to re connect with Spirit.</strong> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/10/04/tuesday~215901/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>I went to a mind body spirit fair at the weekend. I was looking to see if I could find some mediums and healers - didn't find any. There weren't any independent ones there.There were dozens of readers who were behind a barrier with their psychic agency. Which calls itself an " official british society" when in reality it is an agency just like any other. A marketing tool used by at least 3 other UK companies.
I was given the inevitable stack of magazines and played a favourite game of mine with the adverts in them. There are fewer psychic companies operating in the UK than you may think when you see the smog of ads in psychic magazines. One company will be placing various ads, all with different names for the same group of readers, I look down to the bottom of the ad in the small print and see what the provider's name is quoted as. Then as you look on every ad, you see the same couple or three providers all spinning out multi faced versions of the same thing.
So why do this? when a client gets a mediocre service from your company, you can't rely on the repeat business, so you need a method like this to hook them back in. A company someone I know worked for, would take calls from a list of about 20 differently named lines, including ones run by psychic "celebrities" with their "hand picked teasms of psychics ". My friend was "hand picked" by making a phone call to a big company, and immediately doing two 20 minuite test readings. She never met anyone personally. She was paid 33p per minuite, the company took £1.50 per minuite!!!
Dive into www.thelighthousewebworld.com if you want a real hand picked reader, or if you're working for peanuts and want to be valued!See the "help wanted" page
Sometimes people say Mediums and healers should offer our services for nothing because we have a special gift from Spirit. I couldn't do what I do, if I had to work full time in Tesco's aswell. Any medium or healer deserves to be paid for her work. Personally, I don't think that it is a special gift. Mediums have developed abilities we all possess. The discipline of developing skills that are often ridiculed in society, is worth valuing. It is a service, you could do it for yourself, if you don't want to, just like getting your car washed, you pay for someone to do it for you. Modern people have become detatched, disconnected from Spirit, we are passing on the messages for you, because you're not listening.
The lighthouse will be offering a mediumship course, one that everyone, no matter who you are, will be able to re connect with Spirit.

]]>Mondayhttp://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/10/03/monday~215036/2005-10-03T23:13:16+02:00 <p><strong>I got three things that I have been waiting for.<br> I drove through three opaquely bright complete rainbows.<br> At a mind mody and spirit fair I found a quartx crystal skull. It is handily palm sized.It's for putting all my negatuve mental energy and head tension into, and healing it. I'm sure there are so many more uses after that one. People have been carving them for thousands of years.<br> I rested a needle in the baseof the quartz skull and swivelled it on the pin head, how a real neck and skull would.It went really easily. Then i put a flat ended pencil on the same place. It showed me how neck tension really gets in the way of free movement.<br> I then bent the pin , in the spot where I have a bend in the base of my own neck. I put the skull back on. It helped me to see how I strained to make up for the neck bend, in an effort to keep my head straigth. That bend was put there by me looking down all the time, I aim for the sunand the stars now, but the tension needs to be conciously released.The quartz skull is a short cut tool for healing the head.<br> I am getting more precise about the neck convulsion massage now, I can get the effect with a tiny gentle rocking in a specific way. It works best when he is relaxed beforehand. So all my energy is not gone in rocking the excess tension out - hard work! He dos it back to me, but I am far too tense to trust that it will be OK, and I won't let go enough.<br> The third thing I have waited for, this one for a few years.Was a gift of an Indian blood red wool shawl. It is for wearing whille I am meditaing, journeying, dreamind, working, or going out in public as a medium or healer.Red is a great colour for me. It's energizing, and also very protective which feels snug and helps me to be grounded. Red as a vibration of light, is the slowest in the rainbow. This means that andything coming at you is slowed down and the oomph taken out of it when it hits the red. That's why it feels so cosy to wear it.<br> I made olive tapanade. It was simply a jar of pitted olives, 1 lemon juice, 2 1/2 cloves of garlic, a very large dash olice oil, handfull of raisins, big bunch of basil and a teaspon of chilli powder.In the blender just untill it is still a bit grainy..Mmmmm. </strong> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/10/03/monday~215036/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>I got three things that I have been waiting for.
I drove through three opaquely bright complete rainbows.
At a mind mody and spirit fair I found a quartx crystal skull. It is handily palm sized.It's for putting all my negatuve mental energy and head tension into, and healing it. I'm sure there are so many more uses after that one. People have been carving them for thousands of years.
I rested a needle in the baseof the quartz skull and swivelled it on the pin head, how a real neck and skull would.It went really easily. Then i put a flat ended pencil on the same place. It showed me how neck tension really gets in the way of free movement.
I then bent the pin , in the spot where I have a bend in the base of my own neck. I put the skull back on. It helped me to see how I strained to make up for the neck bend, in an effort to keep my head straigth. That bend was put there by me looking down all the time, I aim for the sunand the stars now, but the tension needs to be conciously released.The quartz skull is a short cut tool for healing the head.
I am getting more precise about the neck convulsion massage now, I can get the effect with a tiny gentle rocking in a specific way. It works best when he is relaxed beforehand. So all my energy is not gone in rocking the excess tension out - hard work! He dos it back to me, but I am far too tense to trust that it will be OK, and I won't let go enough.
The third thing I have waited for, this one for a few years.Was a gift of an Indian blood red wool shawl. It is for wearing whille I am meditaing, journeying, dreamind, working, or going out in public as a medium or healer.Red is a great colour for me. It's energizing, and also very protective which feels snug and helps me to be grounded. Red as a vibration of light, is the slowest in the rainbow. This means that andything coming at you is slowed down and the oomph taken out of it when it hits the red. That's why it feels so cosy to wear it.
I made olive tapanade. It was simply a jar of pitted olives, 1 lemon juice, 2 1/2 cloves of garlic, a very large dash olice oil, handfull of raisins, big bunch of basil and a teaspon of chilli powder.In the blender just untill it is still a bit grainy..Mmmmm.

]]>Starhttp://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/09/30/star_tara_is_star_in_sanscrit~209333/2005-09-30T14:06:17+02:00 <p><strong>I dream of being you<br> Make a hole in the sky and throw me in<br> I want to brighten night<br> Be a star<br> Pure Light.</p> <p><em>After I wrote this I found out that the Rainbow goddess's name Tara means Star in Sanscrit.</p> <p></em></strong> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/09/30/star_tara_is_star_in_sanscrit~209333/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>I dream of being you
Make a hole in the sky and throw me in
I want to brighten night
Be a star
Pure Light.

After I wrote this I found out that the Rainbow goddess's name Tara means Star in Sanscrit.

]]>Fridayhttp://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/09/30/friday~209313/2005-09-30T13:52:29+02:00 <p><strong>I met an angel today. It was eight thirty am, raining and cold. I went to Sainsbury's to get some coffee, I was really pissed off with myself, because I'd be 100% raw if not for b'stard coffee addiction. I felt miserable, but outside the door was a white haired old man. He was collecting for a hospice, he was tap dancing in the puddles, and singing loudly. I went to give him some money, he told me he was the world's record holder at yo-yo, and I never know who I'm going to meet, and as I walked on He sang "D'you know I love you?" Bye bye blues hello happy day, thank you!</strong> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/09/30/friday~209313/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>I met an angel today. It was eight thirty am, raining and cold. I went to Sainsbury's to get some coffee, I was really pissed off with myself, because I'd be 100% raw if not for b'stard coffee addiction. I felt miserable, but outside the door was a white haired old man. He was collecting for a hospice, he was tap dancing in the puddles, and singing loudly. I went to give him some money, he told me he was the world's record holder at yo-yo, and I never know who I'm going to meet, and as I walked on He sang "D'you know I love you?" Bye bye blues hello happy day, thank you!

]]>Mondayhttp://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/09/26/monday~202816/2005-09-26T21:11:56+02:00 <p><strong>I've had two tying up of loose ends episodes recently. Both women involved were friends for only a year or so, we didn't get that close.<br> Today I saw Miss X, a friend who once took for keeps something that wasn't hers. It was something of mine that was valuable to me for many reasons, which she was also aware of.<br> I was driving down a one way in deep traffic, and I couldn't have stopped to say hello. Instead I put us both in the Violet Flame and then I sent her White Raimbow Flame, and said a pile of affirmations for her before she was out of eyesight.<br> I don't want her back in my life as a friend.(not because of her thieving, other stuff ) That neatly let me give her some goodness, to make up for the bad thoughts I had about her at the time.<br> The other incident involved mS y, a woman who started gossiping behind my back and making fun of me with her friends - whille i was there! I didn't see her again. Eventually, I passed her in the street. She looked at me, gave me what she would call "The evil eye" I felt a knife land in my back. Psychically I pulled it out, but on the way home, inexpilcably I drove into a parked car.My first crash in 13 years of driving.<br> Cut to the present day. She was sitting in the window of a cafe. She couldn't see me. I put her and I in the Violet Flame, and then the White Rainbow Flame. I cut any cords of negative energy between us. I said a load of positive affirmations, and cut all energetic link between us. And then drove off.<br> Now when I think of either one, the first thing that comes to mind isn't whatever dirty deed I percieve they did. What immediately comes to mind is a dancing with Miss X all night till we shook, in a dub club, and dancing with Ms Y in the living room, on the stairs, in the bedroom, and down the street!<img src="/img/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":p" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p><strong>Violet Flame.We took these photos in Stewart Mineral Falls, Mount Shasta this year. They are real, We didn't touch them up. <a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/3/3004blog/img/VIOLET-FLAME.jpg" title="Violet Flame"><img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/3/3004blog/img/VIOLET-FLAME_small.jpg" border="0" alt="Violet Flame"></a></strong><a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/3/3004blog/img/VIOLET-FLAME-2jpg.jpg" title=""><img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/3/3004blog/img/VIOLET-FLAME-2jpg_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""></a></strong> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/09/26/monday~202816/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>I've had two tying up of loose ends episodes recently. Both women involved were friends for only a year or so, we didn't get that close.
Today I saw Miss X, a friend who once took for keeps something that wasn't hers. It was something of mine that was valuable to me for many reasons, which she was also aware of.
I was driving down a one way in deep traffic, and I couldn't have stopped to say hello. Instead I put us both in the Violet Flame and then I sent her White Raimbow Flame, and said a pile of affirmations for her before she was out of eyesight.
I don't want her back in my life as a friend.(not because of her thieving, other stuff ) That neatly let me give her some goodness, to make up for the bad thoughts I had about her at the time.
The other incident involved mS y, a woman who started gossiping behind my back and making fun of me with her friends - whille i was there! I didn't see her again. Eventually, I passed her in the street. She looked at me, gave me what she would call "The evil eye" I felt a knife land in my back. Psychically I pulled it out, but on the way home, inexpilcably I drove into a parked car.My first crash in 13 years of driving.
Cut to the present day. She was sitting in the window of a cafe. She couldn't see me. I put her and I in the Violet Flame, and then the White Rainbow Flame. I cut any cords of negative energy between us. I said a load of positive affirmations, and cut all energetic link between us. And then drove off.
Now when I think of either one, the first thing that comes to mind isn't whatever dirty deed I percieve they did. What immediately comes to mind is a dancing with Miss X all night till we shook, in a dub club, and dancing with Ms Y in the living room, on the stairs, in the bedroom, and down the street!

Violet Flame.We took these photos in Stewart Mineral Falls, Mount Shasta this year. They are real, We didn't touch them up.

]]>Sundayhttp://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/09/25/sunday~200860/2005-09-25T20:33:02+02:00 <p><strong> Another day in Paradise...I woke to the sound of chewing.My heavy lidded eyes met my cat's blue eyes full of mischief. He was proudly chewing a lump of raw chcken on my bedroom floor.I had to let him finish it before I could tell him how naughty he was. If I disapproved before he's finished, he'd run off and leave it there, and I'd have to pick it up. Something I avoid. I gave him raw lamb heart yesterday, never again, mind you,<br> He loved it, so maybe I'll have to put my disgust to one side for him.<br> I give my husband the neck massage convulsion thing about 3 times a day now. The relaxation stays with him. Every time I do it he's deeper relaxed than how I left him last time. He has these full body orgasms when I do the neck thing instead of a full convulsion. His eyes roll, he shudders and shivers all over uncontrollably, and he's moaning , it's just like a girl having an orgasm! I think it's all the funniest thing I've ever seen, I can't help it, I laugh my head off!<br> Today's food is raw white chocolate truffles. They are in the fridge firming. Licking the blender out was too much. I had to sit down and just be silent for a moment. I can't imagine how it will taste when the raw chocolate hardens. I mixed sugar, orange juice and pulp, vanilla, sugar, water and grated white raw cacao butter, and a little coconut fat.<br> I'm listening to Macka.B Global Messenger "Welcome the grey, you have lived to see this day, welcome, welcome!" </strong></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/09/25/sunday~200860/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p> Another day in Paradise...I woke to the sound of chewing.My heavy lidded eyes met my cat's blue eyes full of mischief. He was proudly chewing a lump of raw chcken on my bedroom floor.I had to let him finish it before I could tell him how naughty he was. If I disapproved before he's finished, he'd run off and leave it there, and I'd have to pick it up. Something I avoid. I gave him raw lamb heart yesterday, never again, mind you,
He loved it, so maybe I'll have to put my disgust to one side for him.
I give my husband the neck massage convulsion thing about 3 times a day now. The relaxation stays with him. Every time I do it he's deeper relaxed than how I left him last time. He has these full body orgasms when I do the neck thing instead of a full convulsion. His eyes roll, he shudders and shivers all over uncontrollably, and he's moaning , it's just like a girl having an orgasm! I think it's all the funniest thing I've ever seen, I can't help it, I laugh my head off!
Today's food is raw white chocolate truffles. They are in the fridge firming. Licking the blender out was too much. I had to sit down and just be silent for a moment. I can't imagine how it will taste when the raw chocolate hardens. I mixed sugar, orange juice and pulp, vanilla, sugar, water and grated white raw cacao butter, and a little coconut fat.
I'm listening to Macka.B Global Messenger "Welcome the grey, you have lived to see this day, welcome, welcome!"

]]>Fridayhttp://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/09/23/friday~197895/2005-09-23T22:05:12+02:00 <p><strong>woweee! I've been high on raw white chocolate all day. I recieved a block of cold pressed cacoa,raw chocolate in the post today. It such a well balanced and complex flavour that it doesn't need any sweetener, or anything added. I grated it and put it on my macaroons, heaven. It has caffeine, bromine, and various mood enhancing chemicals in it. When chocolate is nornmally made, these chemicals are altered and inbalanced by heating So being raw, also, I get strongly affected by food, because when you only eat raw food. It is because my body, fed by raw food only, assimilates nearly all the nutrients present in the food I eat. If you eat cooked food mucus forms in your digestive system which prevents nutrient assimilation. It is what your body does to protect itself from cooked food.So I ate some cacao and felt like I was on something, i felt a warm, friendly rush of mmmmm, all over my head, neck and shoulders.<br> I have had quite a few arguments over the last few days.I'm getting much more confident with talking. I'm not scared of where conversations may go, and find myself being much more centered and courageous than I have been. I have been working wih the Goddess Tara. Her healing openns my heart. Making me realise how strong my heart is. I can be brave with it. I breathe in your pain and unhappiness, purify it in my heart, and breathe you out some peace and love.<br> Before I tried it, I was inhibited by my belief that I could be overcome/polluted when I worked on someone. I tried this out and it felt incredibly powerful for both of us.<br> I told my friend J, the great medium and healer, about it, and she's now doing it with her cancer patient.<br> Goddess Tara,is an immortal woman, who at the point of her ascencion, pledged to always stay in a female body on earth until all women were free.Om Tara Om. </strong> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/09/23/friday~197895/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>woweee! I've been high on raw white chocolate all day. I recieved a block of cold pressed cacoa,raw chocolate in the post today. It such a well balanced and complex flavour that it doesn't need any sweetener, or anything added. I grated it and put it on my macaroons, heaven. It has caffeine, bromine, and various mood enhancing chemicals in it. When chocolate is nornmally made, these chemicals are altered and inbalanced by heating So being raw, also, I get strongly affected by food, because when you only eat raw food. It is because my body, fed by raw food only, assimilates nearly all the nutrients present in the food I eat. If you eat cooked food mucus forms in your digestive system which prevents nutrient assimilation. It is what your body does to protect itself from cooked food.So I ate some cacao and felt like I was on something, i felt a warm, friendly rush of mmmmm, all over my head, neck and shoulders.
I have had quite a few arguments over the last few days.I'm getting much more confident with talking. I'm not scared of where conversations may go, and find myself being much more centered and courageous than I have been. I have been working wih the Goddess Tara. Her healing openns my heart. Making me realise how strong my heart is. I can be brave with it. I breathe in your pain and unhappiness, purify it in my heart, and breathe you out some peace and love.
Before I tried it, I was inhibited by my belief that I could be overcome/polluted when I worked on someone. I tried this out and it felt incredibly powerful for both of us.
I told my friend J, the great medium and healer, about it, and she's now doing it with her cancer patient.
Goddess Tara,is an immortal woman, who at the point of her ascencion, pledged to always stay in a female body on earth until all women were free.Om Tara Om.

]]>Wednesdayhttp://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/09/21/wednesday~194669/2005-09-21T22:43:39+02:00 <p><strong>Today I'd like to dedicate this post to our latest batch of Raw Vegan Dill Cheese!<br> This cheese tastes creamier than dairy cheese, it is alive and raw! You can leave the garlic, onion, herbs out, and use it to make raw alive cheesecake! My favourite pudding , I put down a nut and date crust, and use raw sugar and mushy frozen raspberries. Here's how to make the cheese<br> Take the juice of one lemon, and equal parts of cold pressed olive oil and water(equal parts refers to the amount of lemon juice)<br> 3 medium cloves garlic<br> pinch raw cane sugar<br> 1 level teasp rock or sea salt<br> 1 tbsp dried chives<br> 1 tbsp dried dill<br> 100g red onion<br> 25g nutritional yeast flakes<br> put all that in your food processor<br> then put in 200g ground almonds (can use almond pulp from making almond milk - if so, leave out the water.)<br> Blend it until it is creamy and there's no chunks of garlic and onion left. We add more water until it goes like a cream dip. And eat it off out alive raw flax crackers.</p> <p>We experimented further with the convulsion technique. I can get him on the edge of one, and I stop. He still gets the "hit" from it. Our friend "D" is a chiropractor,and a great healer. We told her, and she thought what I did was amazing, and totally safe. She said that the guy who invented Network Chiropracty gave people convulsions when he started using his technique. Well I thought, there's my "permisson", neither of us are frightened of the convulsions any more. Which means he'll let go more, and I will get in more power, speed whatever it is that does it, I am really not that sure.<br> In the bath a few days ago, I asked that that all the healing I have ever had, is given now to my husband,in perfect ways. Since then, this convulsion thing has helped make all this tension leave him for good. He is on top form. He has been opened up psychically, he read me with his hands when he gave me a massage.That was total bliss. He said all this stuff about each part of my body, like "your leg is welcome here, it's your right to step on the ground, you can stand firm, you belong here..."<br> </strong> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/09/21/wednesday~194669/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>Today I'd like to dedicate this post to our latest batch of Raw Vegan Dill Cheese!
This cheese tastes creamier than dairy cheese, it is alive and raw! You can leave the garlic, onion, herbs out, and use it to make raw alive cheesecake! My favourite pudding , I put down a nut and date crust, and use raw sugar and mushy frozen raspberries. Here's how to make the cheese
Take the juice of one lemon, and equal parts of cold pressed olive oil and water(equal parts refers to the amount of lemon juice)
3 medium cloves garlic
pinch raw cane sugar
1 level teasp rock or sea salt
1 tbsp dried chives
1 tbsp dried dill
100g red onion
25g nutritional yeast flakes
put all that in your food processor
then put in 200g ground almonds (can use almond pulp from making almond milk - if so, leave out the water.)
Blend it until it is creamy and there's no chunks of garlic and onion left. We add more water until it goes like a cream dip. And eat it off out alive raw flax crackers.

We experimented further with the convulsion technique. I can get him on the edge of one, and I stop. He still gets the "hit" from it. Our friend "D" is a chiropractor,and a great healer. We told her, and she thought what I did was amazing, and totally safe. She said that the guy who invented Network Chiropracty gave people convulsions when he started using his technique. Well I thought, there's my "permisson", neither of us are frightened of the convulsions any more. Which means he'll let go more, and I will get in more power, speed whatever it is that does it, I am really not that sure.
In the bath a few days ago, I asked that that all the healing I have ever had, is given now to my husband,in perfect ways. Since then, this convulsion thing has helped make all this tension leave him for good. He is on top form. He has been opened up psychically, he read me with his hands when he gave me a massage.That was total bliss. He said all this stuff about each part of my body, like "your leg is welcome here, it's your right to step on the ground, you can stand firm, you belong here..."

]]>Tuesdayhttp://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/09/20/tuesday~191857/2005-09-20T14:11:14+02:00 <p><strong>I don't have a watch or any clocks except here on the PC. The TV used to be my clock. I used to sleep not until the TV got a little past making sense. I'd try to stay put when Eastenders was on. Now I have freedom all day and night,I took the aerial out the TV a couple of months back, I have let myself out of the box.<br> My habits are now more Moon based. Like last night, didn't go to bed till 5.30 am, I was fully charged up from the weekend full moon. Usually I'm in bed by midnight.<br> We watched the whole month's selection from spiritualcinemacircle.com last night. I was taken into another world. They all vibrate with honesty. I cried a bit in each film, and some were only 12 minuite shorts, ahem...<br> Made by people like you and me, with no big stars, no money i guess, and no hope of a big distribution. They were more captivating than the usual TV or Hollywood films.Wow, Hollywood really knows how to waste money.<br> </strong> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/09/20/tuesday~191857/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>I don't have a watch or any clocks except here on the PC. The TV used to be my clock. I used to sleep not until the TV got a little past making sense. I'd try to stay put when Eastenders was on. Now I have freedom all day and night,I took the aerial out the TV a couple of months back, I have let myself out of the box.
My habits are now more Moon based. Like last night, didn't go to bed till 5.30 am, I was fully charged up from the weekend full moon. Usually I'm in bed by midnight.
We watched the whole month's selection from spiritualcinemacircle.com last night. I was taken into another world. They all vibrate with honesty. I cried a bit in each film, and some were only 12 minuite shorts, ahem...
Made by people like you and me, with no big stars, no money i guess, and no hope of a big distribution. They were more captivating than the usual TV or Hollywood films.Wow, Hollywood really knows how to waste money.

]]>Sundayhttp://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/09/19/monday~191019/2005-09-19T23:09:46+02:00 <p><strong>Things of note that have happened...<br> I gave my lover a deep massage on his neck and head. He is big and strong, and he likes deep pressure on his tense partss. I often belly dance whilst balancing barefoot on his broad back, and I sit on his chest to release tension. Anyway, I had been moving his neck and head around, only for a few seconds and he went into a convulsion, it lasted about 15 seconds. It freaked the shit out of me, but he came round saying " what's going on what's the matter?" because I was saying "breathe! breathe!". It took him a minuite or so to remember what had just happened. He said it was amazing, he felt all this tension release. He said it felt like he had had a large dose of something warm, soft and strong.<br> We did it again and the same thing happened, but it took far less movement from me to cause the convulsion. We concluded that it wasn't harmful, but helpful. He and I have been using all kinds of methods to get rid of habitual muscular tension, but that experience really takes it to the extreme.I'd never use any technique like that on a client.My lover and I trust each other completely, so we experiment. We have spent a year healing each other, and this is where we are at with it...convulsions?<br> Went to the boating Lake in Sefton Park and saw a film about Liverpool projected onto a 30 foot water screen.<br> My favoutite part was the string of quotes from John Lennon.They didn't use it, but my favourite is:<br> "Time you enjoy wasting, was not wasted."</p> <p></strong> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://3004blog.blog.co.uk/2005/09/19/monday~191019/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>Things of note that have happened...
I gave my lover a deep massage on his neck and head. He is big and strong, and he likes deep pressure on his tense partss. I often belly dance whilst balancing barefoot on his broad back, and I sit on his chest to release tension. Anyway, I had been moving his neck and head around, only for a few seconds and he went into a convulsion, it lasted about 15 seconds. It freaked the shit out of me, but he came round saying " what's going on what's the matter?" because I was saying "breathe! breathe!". It took him a minuite or so to remember what had just happened. He said it was amazing, he felt all this tension release. He said it felt like he had had a large dose of something warm, soft and strong.
We did it again and the same thing happened, but it took far less movement from me to cause the convulsion. We concluded that it wasn't harmful, but helpful. He and I have been using all kinds of methods to get rid of habitual muscular tension, but that experience really takes it to the extreme.I'd never use any technique like that on a client.My lover and I trust each other completely, so we experiment. We have spent a year healing each other, and this is where we are at with it...convulsions?
Went to the boating Lake in Sefton Park and saw a film about Liverpool projected onto a 30 foot water screen.
My favoutite part was the string of quotes from John Lennon.They didn't use it, but my favourite is:
"Time you enjoy wasting, was not wasted."

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