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The first time I heard “The Voice” was the year I turned thirty. I had met my husband-to-be who was American and I was back in Australia living with my dad and step mum waiting for my fiancee visa to be approved. I had gotten a job teaching English as a second language at a satellite campus for the local University. It was after work and I was taking a walk waiting for my dad to pick me up. I stopped at a bench and wrote this in my journal;

“I want to truly know myself. In knowing myself, I can be the best I can be for myself and for others.”

It’s amazing to me now that “to know thyself” is the basis of every eastern healing art I have studied; Reiki, Jin Shin Jyutsu and Medical Qi Gong.

I closed my journal and started walking again. It was a typical perfect Brisbane day and after a short while, I heard a booming, almost robotic male voice say, “The Answer. Is. Meditation!”
I was startled. What?
It repeated the statement again, “The Answer. Is. Meditation!”
And one last time, “The Answer. Is. Meditation!”
I felt a cold tingling on my forehead. This was something quite new to hear a voice as clearly as any embodied voice. And, I was confused. I knew the word, meditation, but I didn’t really know what it was. I felt it was something that only robed monks sitting on mountains did. I didn’t know that meditation was something an average someone like me did. This was the first seeding of a choice-less path of intense self-inquiry and meditation.

The second time I heard “the Voice” was the day I got home from a weekend-long advanced Quantum Healing Hypnosis class with Dolores Cannon. It wasn’t a surprise that he wasn’t home. We had already decided to take a two-week break in an attempt to get ourselves out of a rut we had found ourselves in. But when I walked through the door, something felt wrong. I cautiously went upstairs. I opened closets and drawers. He’d taken all his clothes. I raced back downstairs and the room that was his music studio was bare. He hadn’t just packed a bag for a two-week separation. He had moved out!
I threw myself on the living room floor and sobbed.
And that’s when I heard the voice. It bellowed at me in that same male monotone, “For Whom. Are. You. Crying?”
I was shocked silent.
I listened.
Again, “For Whom. Are. You. Crying?”
I realized in a sudden flash of insight, “Oh my God! No one’s coming. Not daddy, not mummy, not my husband. There’s no one here to hear me.” It suddenly felt absurd to have such a tantrum for no one.
Last time, “For Whom. Are. You. Crying?”
“For no one”, I said out loud. I got up, dried my eyes, and got on with it.

The third time I heard “the Voice” was two years later. I had met someone, but things weren’t going in the way that I wanted. I was at home and I’d just gotten off the phone with him. I was frustrated and sad. To distract myself, I put my attention on some computer work I had to do.
The same male voice admonished, “Feel. Your. Feelings!”
Agh! Goddamnit. I prefer not to feel feelings. They’re so messy.
Again the voice said, “Feel. Your. Feelings!”
I sighed and stopped what I was doing.
Last time, “Feel. Your Feelings!”
So I got up and sat on my couch and stared at a big bunch of garden-cut flowers I’d gotten from my friend’s yard the day before. They were thick stemmed lilies with petals open wide. As I admired them, my mind started to review the conversation and made up an alternate reality of what I should have said. Tears came and I let them fall. Feeling my feelings was tiring, so I went upstairs to lay down. I lay down and started to drift off. The Voice abruptly prompted, “Be Vigilant!” I pushed myself into alertness and again went over the recent happenings. Some more tears wanted to make their way out. But after a while, I was starting to lose interest in going over it again and started to drift off. Again, I heard, “Be! Vigilant!”
Agh! So I smartened myself up again and started to pay attention to how my body felt -what was actually happening in my biology rather than what was happening in my mind.
It still wasn’t good enough. The third, “Be! Vigilant” got delivered.
A realization: “Oh! BE vigilant. If I share the same point-of-perception as the one who is already vigilant, where’s the problem?”
I started laughing and in that same moment, the sun filled the room and beams made lines on my supine body. I got up and got on with it.

That was in 2011. Since then, I am able to hear other voices, too, not just that loud, male, robotic one. Since starting a meditation practice, I have heard countless of voices. In one deep meditation, I found myself standing in front of a woman dressed in white who told me, “I am Gaia. I am Gaian”. It was the first time I had heard this word. This was before the yoga brand and the online subscription-based channel. I had to go and look it up on the internet. I learned that it was earth energy. She told me how important it was to keep your vibrational rate high with feelings of playfulness, humor, curiosity and joy, that these energies help the planet.

Through the Quantum Healing Hypnosis work, the voices come through clients. I have so many stories to share. Some sessions I have put on YouTube so others can benefit from the wisdom that is imparted during this work:

Having had my own mystical experiences, I have become fascinated with mystics of old –their stories, their experiences and the time when they lived. I have been on three spiritual pilgrimages. My first one was in 2015 when I went to France to follow the life of Saint Bernadette. The trip was mystically guided and serendipitous. The second was in 2016 when I went to Spain to where Saint Teresa of Avila lived. This trip was wonderfully grounding and validating, and my most recent one earlier in 2019, I went again to France to follow the life of Saint Jeanne d’Arc. Before each trip, I ask them to travel with me, and each time they did. Saint Bernadette was small and light full of humor and wisdom. Teresa of Avila was matronly, stern and stoic. Saint Jeanne d’Arc was earnest, youthful and matter-of-fact. I felt them and heard them while I walked where they walked.

Mystic in History #1 – Saint Jeanne d’Arc

“And the first time, I was very afraid. And the voice came at about noon, in the summer, in my father’s garden… I heard the voice on the right-hand side, towards the church, and rarely did I hear it other than with great clarity.” – Jeanne d’Arc


The etching on the left was made in 1819 before the restoration. The church also sustained some damage during World War II, however the facade of the family home that we see today was built in 1431 by one of Joan’s great-great-nephews, Claude du Lys, Lord of Domrémy. At the rear of the house is part of the original dwelling. When visiting, you can see the bedroom in which Jeanne was born, her bedroom, the cellar and her brothers’ bedroom.

Jeanne d’Arc of Domrémy was born in the Alsace-Lorraine region of France in 1412. When she was thirteen years old, she started to hear voices and receive visitations from discarnate saints – Michael, Caroline and Margaret. The voices told her that she was to liberate France. The voices gave her instructions guiding her throughout her mission. It was reported by those who knew her, that she had the gift of sight and that she was Divinely guided. Today, thanks to her visions, the voices and her gargantuan efforts, France is French and not English.


“Perhaps it is worthwhile to remind ourselves that the two women who have left the deepest mark upon the military history of France and England – Joan of Arc and Florence Nightingale – both acted under mystical compulsion.” – Evelyn Underhill

Mystic in History #2 – Florence Nightingale


Florence Nightingale was born May 12, 1820 in Italy. As a young adult into late adulthood, she also heard voices. In 1848, she shares how the Voice of God spoke to her during a religious retreat in Rome. She told the Madre, “He asked me to surrender my will.” Nearly thirty years later, in her diary entries of 1877, she shares six different times when, “the Voice” spoke to her and she includes times when she transcribed her conversations with “the Voice” in dialogue form. In 1954 Florence Nightingale brought a team of 38 volunteer nurses to care for the British soldiers fighting in the Crimean War. Florence Nightingale is considered one of the main contributors to nursing as a profession.

Mystic in History #3 – St Bernadette

2019-07_BernadetteBernadette Soubrious was born January 7 in 1844 only four years before Florence Nightingale reported hearing God ask her to surrender her will. It was in 1858 when Bernadette was fourteen, a similar age to Jeanne d’Arc, that she had her first of a series of visions. She was born to the village miller and they were very poor. While out gathering sticks and bones with her sister and a friend to sell to the “stick and bone man”, she described seeing “a dazzling light, and a white figure” and, “a small young lady” appear before her…

“She asked me to have the goodness to return to the grotto for fifteen days.
I promised her that I would do so.
She also asked me to go and tell the priests to build a chapel on the spot, to go and drink at the fountain and wash myself… Since I could not see it, I went to drink at the river. She told me it wasn’t there I was to go, and indicated to me with her finger to go to the bottom of the grotto. I went there and found only slimy water. There was so little of it, I had difficulty in scooping it up with my cupped hands. I tried to obey her instruction, but three times I threw the water away. It was so dirty that it was only on the fourth time that I could bring myself to drink it… She confided three secrets to me, forbidding me to reveal them to anyone… One day, she commanded me to eat a herb which was to be found on the same spot where I had drunk.” – Bernadette Soubrious

The water continued to flow more clearly after Bernadette left. During her visitations, Bernadette says she continually asked for her name. At the end of the fifteen days, the figure, “clasped her hands over her breast”, and told her, “Que soi era immaculada concepcion” (I am the immaculate conception). St Bernadette was canonized after when her body was exhumed, it was found to be “incorrupt”, that is, it had not decomposed. This phenomena is considered a miracle only possible in one of True spiritual purity. It was in the monastery where St Teresa’s body is encased in a glass casket that I had my strongest connection with her. I felt her presence, her small hand in mine and heard her wisdom.

Today, the tiny town of Lourdes in the south of France is visited by millions of visitors every year who drink from, collect and bathe in the holy waters and pray in the basilica. The holy water is famous for healing miracles.

Mystic in History #4 – Saint Teresa of Avila


“This voice of his is so sweet that the poor soul falls apart in the face of her own inability to instantly do whatever he asks of her. And so you can see, hearing him hurts much more than not being able to hear him…” 

A little over 100 years after St Jeanne d’Arc was born, St Teresa entered the world in 1515. She was born into an affluent family of Jewish descent. During the pre-years to the Spanish inquisition, her father’s family were forced one evening from their home and made to march in the public square where they were ridiculed for practicing Judaism. Her father, Alonso Sánchez de Cepeda, became the wealthiest man in Avila during his time. He converted to Catholicism in a vow never to experience that again. When Teresa was 11, her mother died and so she turned to the Virgin Mary for solace. She entered the monastery of the Carmelite order between the ages of 18 and 20. During an illness where, it is said, she fell into a coma for four years, she came out of it citing St Joseph as the one who healed her. She became a well-known mystic, famous for levitation, visions of Christ and the most famous for a vision in which a seraph pierced her heart with a gold spear and sent her into a trance of ecstasy. And, like St Bernadette, her remains, when exhumed, were found “incorrupt” and “a delicious aroma” emanated from her remains even though the clothes had rotted away.

To each of the saints, Bernadette, Teresa of Avila and Jeanne d’Arc, I posed my seeking question, “What is the fastest path to abiding in God Consciousness?” Each of them, while pointing to the same thing, gave very different answers. St Bernadette’s response was to pray to the Divine Mother and to use humor as a path to enlightenment. St Teresa told me that my mind should only be filled with God, that God alone is enough. Jeanne d’Arc told me to show up to God in prayer or meditation, to ask, to listen, to overcome doubt, and to take action on the directions I receive.

While it has been a few years since I last heard the disembodied male voice booming for my attention, I can, in meditation or in a quiet moment of intent, ask questions and receive answers. It is more subtle. I hear words, or receive whole concepts, I see images that I have to translate, or I just know what I didn’t know moments before. Sometimes, it takes the form of a dialogue. Most recently, in answer to my question about using meditation or the breath to attain expanded states of consciousness, I received a full and complete protocol called Trinity Breathwork. I have been teaching the protocol in introductory workshops out of my center in Berkeley Heights, NJ and offering the first Tuesday evening of the month for group practice. It is so new that I haven’t created an information page yet on my website. What is incredible about it is that its wisdom comes from an intelligence far beyond mine as its power lies in the Quantum field that is best explored in mathematics and sound vibration.

Recently, I have also begun meeting weekly with a like-hearted friend, Jeannette Howard. We pick a topic, connect with the highest, best, most appropriate level of consciousness to give information on the topic and to answer our questions. Often the answers are very different to what what we think or consider normal societal thinking. For instance, in one of our early sessions we asked, “What is the best message for individuals to be the best stewards of this planet?”

We channel for 20 minutes. Here is an excerpt of the session;

VOICE: You are assuming stewardship is one of the roles that humanity took on to play here on the earth plane at this time. It is not so. Yes, there are some soul groups or families who incarnated to take care of nature, to speak up for and perhaps protect animals, but this is not the role of all. Only the role of some.

ME: But surely we need to be more aware of the impact our actions have on the planet. Aren’t we harming the environment, and by extension, harming ourselves as well?

VOICE: Yes, but only when you are. Right now, the roles played are of destruction and creation. Your nature, your True Nature, never leaves its Source. Nothing that exists can exist outside of its Creator. It would be like looking at a fruit cake and trying to tell the raisin to be the cake and not itself -an individual piece of fruit that makes up the cake. Everything is already allowed. It is creation creationing, destruction destructioning. We don’t look at say the honey badger and expect it to be mindful, more compassionate and kind. It just is what it is in its nature to be living true to its Honey Badger-ness. You are no different. You are mindful if you are mindful, compassionate if you are compassionate, loving if you are loving. And, the exact opposite is equally true. So, the ones who care about nature, who care about their own bodies, the animals, each other, will be that, and those that don’t, won’t. Again, we say you can not exist outside of the Creator. The Creator exists as you, as all things.

In these sessions with Jeannette, we are in meditation and then we write down what we “get”. In order for there to be a such a “hearing voices” phenomena, and for information to come to us that offers a different perspective, or different information from our every-day level of consciousness, we must infer that there is a level of consciousness that is more expansive and knowledgeable than the self-referential, “I, me, my, mine” level of consciousness. As convincing as it seems, we are not the creator of our thoughts. This was one of my first ah-ha moments. I was ten. My sister had just passed away and thinking of her was crushingly painful, so I made a decision not to think about her, but despite my desperate decision, thoughts still came in. I took to catching the thoughts with imaginary energy hands and throwing them into space. I could not un-know that I was not the thinker of my thoughts, rather thoughts came in.

Just as I am not the thinker of my thoughts, I am not the originator of my mind. My mind (and all our minds) was given to me to fulfill a spiritual function here on this 3D plane. We were gifted, or we inherited, the capacity to receive information as energy and turn that energy pulse or wave into a picture or a sound, words or a feeling. Even these words are not coming from “me”. I don’t know what to write next and yet words continue flowing and my fingers continue typing. Where does energy originate, where does consciousness originate? We can’t truly know. The most important thing for us to conclude is that we are not alone. That, there is a big “S” consciousness, or “Self”, out of which our own little “s” consciousness, “self”, was born. Some people call it Source, some attribute the label, “Higher Self”, or “Higher Power” and for some, it is God. I call it, “The Infinite Wisdom”. We are not separate from it. More, the intelligence of our own minds and physical bodies are contained within it, so we always have access to it because we ARE it.

There are many ways to access your Self, you may follow the simple steps as taught to me by St Jeanne d’Arc:

  1. Show up in practice and in your mind (for God, Source, Higher Power, Infinite Wisdom)
  2. Pray (Set a clear intention, or ask a clear question)
  3. Be still and listen (Receive the answer as a feeling, a knowing, a vision, words)
  4. Overcome self-doubt, fear and worry
  5. Take action (Be willing to act differently)

Or, you may simply open yourself up to receiving the voice of the Infinite through the finite realm of the world;

“For now, his voice reaches us through words spoken by good people, through listening to spiritual talks, and reading sacred literature. God calls to us in countless little ways all the time. Through illnesses and suffering and through sorrow he calls to us. Through a truth glimpsed fleetingly in a state of prayer he calls to us. No matter how halfhearted such insights may be, God rejoices whenever we learn what he is trying to teach us.”
– St Teresa of Avila

Before I go, another recent though not new but worth sharing message that has come through in in meditation, spiritual literature, and through the voice of a friend all in the same week, is, “Be still and know Me as Yourself”. The Big S calling to the little s, the Infinite calling to the finite, to be still. It is in the still place within where we find our True Essence.

With Love,



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I’m at my brother’s in Queensland, Australia for a visit. He’s on holidays so he’s “getting stuff done.” My brother is closer to 50 than 40. Neither of us wear glasses, but when I saw him squinting at the small print on an electronic device he was holding in his hand, I asked him whether he had reading glasses yet.
“No, I don’t need them. I just need more light.”
I laughed. “Yeah, me too.”
I’d noticed recently that my eyes take a longer time to focus, or the gaze stays “lazy” -not focusing until I tell them to. I never had to think about focusing my eyes before. But now, more often than not, I do.

“Tell your eyes to focus.” I tell him.
“Oh, ok.”
I’m more than a little surprised that he accepts my direction without some kind of cheeky comment. “Did it work?” I ask.
“Yeah, that worked”, he answers without any affect.
“So, it’s an extra step, but it’s good to know that your eyes listen to you, right?” Always the teacher.

I know that my body listens to directions I give it because I’ve been talking to it for the purpose of balance for many years. In addition, over the last decade, I have done my own home research, and have been told, through clients in hypnosis, by part of the mind that oversees this life, the part of the mind that is wise and has the answers to our questions, that the cells are conscious, listening (unless they are sick) and wise.

The times I have talked to my body directly, just like my brother telling his eyes to focus, have worked well. I have talked to my hypothalamus to stay hot flashes. I had a conversation with my uterus when, in the early 2000s, I went from having pain-free periods to painful ones (when I asked her what the pain was from, “she” told me matter-of-factly that it was the uterine wall mildly contracting, and I needed to be more self-nurturing). Daily, in meditation, as I prepare to sit, I ask my body to align itself -shoulders over hips, and it does.  I always say:

Where intention goes, energy flows. Where energy flows, biology goes.

Cell biologist Bruce Lipton‘s research has showed that cells are not only in communication with each other, but also in communication with a vast field of intelligence. Traditional textbooks are still teaching us that our cells are responding to programming from the genes. When we get sick, we often feel that it is something we have no control over. We say things like, “It runs in the family.” Or, “It’s on my mother’s side”, or  “I take after my mother.” The effect of being taught this falsehood that it makes us a victim of our circumstances and powerless to do anything about it. As a result, we have been believing that we can only be healed through an external answer; doctors, specialists, pharmaceuticals and invasive procedures. This has a detrimental effect on our well being. We put ourselves at risk for getting sicker from the medicines we are given. Remember, human beings have existed successfully without modern medicine for thousands and thousands of years.

We can adjust our own chemistry, but we have to do it through our consciousness and our perceptions of how we see the world. It’s easier to change your perceptions than it is to change your genes. When we recognize it is our beliefs that run the show, and we start emphasizing our beliefs and our psychology behind our health that is a self-empowering process.

– Bruce Lipton

Our subconscious beliefs are born out of the belief of separation. Like a wave believing it is separate from the ocean. One way they contribute to not working is the archetype we call the saboteur. Let’s pick the Universal  subconscious belief of, “I’m not good enough“. In spite of a very sensible conscious desire to succeed at school, in relationships, and at work, the subconscious makes sure that, “I’m not enough” is made true instead. It makes true what it thinks it is, so it will sabotage our success so it can be right. Procrastination, running late, missing the exit or the train, reading the map wrong, indecision, giving the wrong answer, forgetting to charge our phone so it goes dead and we can’t let our new love waiting know you got stuck in traffic are all effects of the subconscious making things happen to/for you. Subconscious programs are directly involved in creating our life.

The tricky thing is that we are not always aware of our beliefs. To use a computer as a metaphor, consider the body the computer hardware, the subconscious the operating system, and the conscious mind the programs we use to get our stuff done. The subconscious mind runs quietly in the background. It’s so quiet, we don’t realize what effects the subconscious mind has on our life. The beliefs that make up the subconscious mind contribute to all that is working and not working in our life circumstances.

What we need to do is get good at is making conscious the unconscious. According to Michigan State University Extension’s Stress Less with Mindfulness program, a modern person has 80,000 thoughts a day. 90 percent of these thoughts are ones we have had before, and 80 percent of these are negative. Our unconscious belief patterns are not too hard to find. They are lived out through how we feel, how we act and our habits. Our outer world is determined by the thoughts we are believing. So try this. Ask yourself:

  1. What in my direct world is not working? How are things going in terms of my work? My finances? My romantic relationship? My family relationships? Get it down on paper.
  2. What thoughts am I having about each of the categories that aren’t working? Get those thoughts down on paper. E.g., “I can’t do that”, “She doesn’t get me”, “I can’t afford it.”
  3. Make time for yourself to turn the thoughts around. Here are some methods I have used that work: Byron Katie’s The Work), Practice reaching for a better feeling thought with the law of allowing as taught by Abraham-Hicks), or ask your own Infinite Wisdom with a Know Thyself Session.

Keeping in mind that the physical body is a collection of 37-50 trillion cells, and that the word, “I” actually refers to the collective consciousness of all the body’s cells along with the subconscious and the conscious mind, what we come to realize is that our cells are listening to what we are saying, whether the messages we are broadcasting are conscious or unconscious.

In order to make real positive change in our life we need to change the programming of the subconscious and we need to commit to being the leader of our life and cells. When we were under the age of seven, our minds were like a sponge. We were naturally very open to suggestions regardless of whether these suggestions, or affirmations, are beneficial or harmful. A parent (innocently) telling her kid after she got paint on her dress; “Oh! that wasn’t very smart! I told you not to get it dirty before the party.” Or, the good ol’ English saying that has slithered in the psyche of children for over 400 years giving birth, “Children should be seen and not heard” rendering countless number of adults who can’t speak up, set boundaries, can’t process emotions, say what they need or want, who end up communicating by having tantrums or shutting down.

Our beliefs affect our biology. A life time of not speaking up, setting boundaries, letting emotions go, nor communicating what we want or need shows up in the body. The cells, listening to your inner screams, will use the body to set a boundary for you. It will cut you off by creating chronic or acute conditions, ailments and accidents. Literally, the cells shut down, they stop listening and as a result go maverick. In addition, research shows that stressful thoughts weaken the immune system which makes the body susceptible to disease. We can only catch something from the environment if our immune system is suppressed. Stress, including our thinking, is an immune suppressor. It becomes clear when we look at it, that our subconscious thoughts determine our reality.

Every Cell in Your Body is Listening to You

[Quantum Healing Hypnosis Session – September 2013]
Tom Taylor, my client, goes very deep into trance. In this session we had a conversation, with “Uncle Pat”, an uncle who had passed away when Tom was very young. In the session, Uncle Pat was telling us that we are more powerful than we thing we are, that instead of being victims to our biology, we can play God.

Listen to the short excerpt here. It’s just a little over 1 minute (Time stamp: 7:05 to 8:20)


“If you only knew. People here think that they pray to a God. Every cell in your body can hear you talk. You talk to the cell, each cell and every cell. You would be amazed at what you can overcome. The cells will listen. They want to, are willing to, work for you. Everything is a copy of everything which equals love.

Cells will do a dance, create and cure. Cancers. Hair loss. Whatever your ailment is. All you have to do is ask. Your body wishes you would open up to your cells also. Cells drive the body. Don’t ignore them. You ignore them, they’ll keep doing what you do, going through life aimlessly. They don’t want that. Open up to everything. Not just cells. The air, the breeze, trees…”

How to Talk to Your Body

The main ingredient to talking to our body is listening. The second is realizing that there is a greater intelligence than the personality mind that has the body working perfectly and is doing its best to stay balanced given the environment its been given (this includes our thinking). What is the God of my understanding thinking that I’m not thinking

Let’s try:
You may do this exercise as a writing meditation, where you go inside and then with a soft gaze open your eyes to write down the words or impressions you receive.

Sit comfortably or lay down.
Let the body melt into the support of the chair or the bed.
Let your eye lids rest over your eyes -no strain.
Sweep the mind clear of thoughts
Move your attention to the part of the body that is calling for your attention (pain, pressure, the site of a condition or ailment)
Keep your mind on this part of your body, feeling what it actually feels like.
Then say in your mind, “Hello [area of the body], how are you today?”
Listen for the answer. You may hear words or get a sound. You may get a feeling or a knowing, or you might feel physical sensation like a gurgle, a tingle, even a little jab. If you don’t hear words or get a knowing, ask yourself, “What feels right?”
Next ask, “What is the message this [pain, discomfort, condition] is telling me? What do I need to know?”
Listen for the answer.
Ask, “What do you need me to [think, do, be] for you to be happy, healthy and in your optimal state of wellbeing?”
Ask, “What do I need to [understand, know, realize, believe] in order for us to be on the other side of it?]
Use the Ho’oponopono Prayer. Say, “I love you. I’m sorry. Please forgive me. Thank you.”
Finally, ask for a final message, “What final message do you have for me that you want me to know? I’m listening now.

It’s time NOW to start taking responsibility for our own health and healing. Clean up unconscious beliefs (apparent through your thoughts and current reality), taking care of the body by eating well -organic, whole foods, drinking water and herbal teas, regular moderate exercise, meditation and mindfulness practices -paying attention to your body and your thoughts, and active self-enquiry.

Feel free to share what you learn when you talk to your cells and your body. I’d love to hear. If you need help communicating with your body, we can set up an online session.


Andrea Grace


Links to the full session with Uncle Pat via Tom Taylor:
Part 1:
Part 2:

Book Recommendations:
Biology of Belief by Bruce Lipton, PhD
Breaking the Habit of Being Yourself by Joe Dispenza

To connect with the wisdom of your cells, identify and shift limiting beliefs, consider a one-on-one session. Sessions can be in-person if you are local to New Jersey (I am located in Berkeley Heights), USA, or via Zoom if you are elsewhere. You may also wish to consider learning a natural healing art such as Reiki as a method of self-care.
Email Andrea at, or call: 908-271-6670 x 1. You may need to leave a message. I will return your call within 48 hours unless I am traveling.


“Have you got a new hearing aid, yet, dad?” I ask after Jane, my step mum, handed over the phone.

I had heard that hearing loss can exacerbate or be a cause of Alzheimer’s and dementia because the mind tries to fill in the gaps of what it misses and creates an alternate reality. I had told both of them this two or three phone calls ago, and so when I checked in the following week, dad had said he had started wearing it again, but only to lose the right hearing aid at the doctor’s office, or so he thought.

Jane chimes in from outside of the camera’s view, “No, we haven’t yet. I’m waiting for our card.”
Dad repeats what I just heard, “Not yet, we’re waiting for the card.”

“Oh, something I wanted to tell you.” He changes the subject, “We were watching something on TV that we thought you’d be interested in…”
I wait letting dad’s mind find what he’s thinking of.
“Oh, what was it?” he prompts himself.
I stay silent watching the top of his head. He’s holding the phone too far away and at too steep of an angle for me to see his whole face. I don’t tell him to adjust it.
“It’ll come to me,” he says.
I wait.


It doesn’t come to him.
“Oh, it doesn’t matter. I’ll think of it.”
To save him, I say, “I was watching something interesting the other day, too. It was a 60 Minutes episode…”
“Oh, maybe that was it! When was that?” He interrupts.
“I was watching it on YouTube, dad. It wasn’t on regular TV.”
“Oh, ok.”
I’m relieved that he seems to understand. We aren’t in the same country, so I wouldn’t be watching the same television as him anyhow.
“It was a 60 Minutes segment about three women who had total recall.” I say.
“Really? You mean, they remember everything?”
“Yes, everything.” I wonder whether what I’m telling him is appropriate considering his frontal lobe is atrophying at a significantly fast rate and so new memories are gone before they have time to be stored or a pathway forged. I carry on, “You could say to any one of these women, ‘What were you doing on May the 3rd in 2005?’ and they’d be able to tell you exactly what they were doing -what they wore, what they ate, who they saw. Or, you’d be able to say, ‘What day of the week was January the 2nd 1992?’ and a calendar appears in their mind and they’re able to just look at it and say, ‘It was a Thursday.’ Their mind is like Google,” I conclude.
“Really? That’s amazing!”
I’m encouraged that he seems to be following what I’m telling him, so I continue, “Yeah, they did brain scans on these women, dad, and it seems they have something in common. There’s a part of the brain called the caudate nucleus that is significantly enlarged.” I turn the camera around so he can see the pictures I’ve pulled up on my computer screen. I show him how the caudate nucleus is shaped. “So I’ve been focusing on that part of my brain in my meditations.”
“Oh that’s good,” he says.

Then, after a slight pause, “You know, I could take a walk in my body.”

Uh oh.
Here we go.
He’s lost the plot.

I stay quiet waiting to see if I can make sense of where he’s coming from. He says, “When I was a little boy, I would walk with my mother every day after school at around four o’clock to check rabbit traps at the neighbors’.”

I have no idea what he’s talking about.
Rabbit traps?
I had noticed on my last visit home that the Alzheimer’s trips his mind into the distant past because it has no easy access to recent memories to latch onto and to talk about. I don’t interrupt him.
“I liked walking behind her because you could see her Aurora.” The last word doesn’t sound right to him. “It’s not Aurora, is it?”
“Aura?” we both say at the same time.
“Yes, aura. Her aura was so big and bright. A big bright light around her head. It was so beautiful. I didn’t talk about it to anyone because, you know, it is mad. Not everyone had it, but she did. I would tell her, “I can see your light.” She would say, “I can’t see it”, but I could see it. It was really big and it was beautiful.”

My middle name is, “Grace”. Named after my grandmother, my dad’s mother, whom I never met. My aunt, the baby of the five (the one with curly blonde hair in the picture below, who is also a natural healer), had told me once that Grace had abilities. Special gifts. She could see and know things. Later in her life, she had worked with an Indian healer to heal her eyesight. Apparently, it had worked because there is a point when she appears in the photographs, like the one below, without her thick glasses. Grace’s grandmother, or great grandmother was, according to family lore, of American Indian descent. Dad told me, “Blackfoot” more than once. He loved to tell me that she was an American Indian Princess Opera singer who met an Englishman on board a boat. Both my dad and his oldest sister had the genealogy test done and sure enough the results came back showing American Indian ancestry. 


Dad says next, “We would walk and I would walk in my body.”
Walk in his body? What is he talking about?
“What do you mean, dad, ‘Walk in your body’?” I prompt.
“I could take a walk inside my body. I could visit my lungs, and my organs and see how everything worked. It was remarkable.”
Now I’m beginning to understand. He could remote view his own body! He had, what some people call, “Divine Vision”, or “Medical intuition”.
“Really, dad? You could see your organs inside your body? How did you do that?”
“I don’t know. It happened spontaneously. I just would find myself walking inside my body looking at everything.”
I’m excited. This is a skill that I practice with the students in the Advanced Reiki Training classes. “Wow, dad. That’s a gift, you know. I practice that with my students, and you have that gift naturally. That’s amazing. It has a name, dad. It’s called, “Medical Intuition.” It’s not mad. It’s an ability.”
I can see his eyes smiling. He looks pleased. Pleased that I’ve acknowledged his gift, or pleased that he’s remembered something that was fun and interesting for him.

“Well, it was just natural for me. Maybe it came from the Indian side. When we were living in Belair on the main road, when you were…No wait, it was before you were born. Anyway, I would go for a walk to collect the insects after it rained. I was breeding fish at the time, and so I would collect the newly hatched insects and the eggs from the puddles. The fish loved it, so I would go out, collecting the insects and bugs –it was like my nature walk, and I would also walk through my body. I would check my lungs and see that, “Oh yes, they are strong and working beautifully!” and then walk to other organs and see what they looked like and how they were working.”
“Dad! This is amazing. You can do it again. You can scan your brain.  See how it looks, and then tell your brain to heal.”

I tell him my hypothalamus story. A few years ago, I had started to get hot flashes at night and I would wake up soaking wet. I asked my body to tell me what was the cause. I did this by getting still, feeling my body as it is, and saying loudly in my mind, “What is the cause?” I heard the word, “hypothalamus”. At that time, I didn’t know what a “hypothalamus” was. I had to go and look it up, and to my surprise, I learned that the hypothalamus controls body temperature. I had a knowing then that all I needed to do was tell the hypothalamus to regulate, so as the next wave of prickly heat started under my skin, I stated as if calling a misbehaving child to attention, “Hypothalamus!” And then, I gave the command; “Regulate!” Immediately, the prickly feeling would fade away. I was able to repeat this many times with a 100% success rate. I shared it with my peri-menopausal friends and they too had success.
“The mind has power, dad.” I conclude.

His turn to share. “I used to read books about monks who used their minds to do amazing things. Monks from…Not in India…Oh, where were they from?”
“Tibet? Nepal?” I offer.
“Yes! That’s it. Tibet! And they would be able to levitate and make themselves appear in different places.”
“Yes! Bilocate. They had mastered many special abilities and skills.”

I had read books like that as well. Books that described how monks were trained to utilize their subtle senses through their energetic bodies. One exercise I read about was how they were able to walk blindfolded through a maze of young bamboo stalks protruding from the ground in all directions. They used their energy-bodies to feel where the bamboo was and to avoid it. It reminded me of Luke Skywalker practicing using The Force to fly his craft.

I turn my camera around again and show him on my computer screen the diagram of the brain.


I point out the frontal lobe where the doctors have said that his brain is atrophying and then I show him again where the caudate nucleus is located behind the frontal lobe to make sure he’s got it.
I tell him, “Dad, go for a walk in your brain. Put your attention on your frontal lobe. When you put your attention there, the energy will flow there, and then the blood flows to where the energy goes bringing with it the white blood cells and platelets. Your focus brings healing dad. Then, as back up, you can focus on strengthening and enlarging the caudate nucleus.”
“Ok, that’s a good idea,” he enthuses.
“Maybe at around 2pm, dad, when your brain gets tired, you can sit and meditate and take a walk in your body, look at your brain, and tell it to heal.” I suggest. “Anything is possible, dad, and you have a natural ability.”
“Yes, but I’m lazy,” he counters.
“Dad!” I admonish, “It’s just an experiment. What else are you doing with that time?”
“Ok, yes, you’re right. I can try that. Can you send me those pictures?”
“Yes, I’ll send them as soon as I get off the phone with you. Dad, be sure to do this every day. You have a gift. Use it!”
“Yes, I will. This is a great conversation. I am so glad we had it.”
“Me too, dad. It’s the best conversation I’ve had all week. I’ll call you next week to check in. Go for a walk in your ears, too!”
He laughs. “Ok, that’s a good idea.”
“The mind has power, dad.”
“Oh, yes it does,” he agrees.

Watch the 60-Minutes Segment

60 Minutes Australia - Total Recall

Honoring the power of your mind!

With Love,



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Did you know that your decisions are made 7 seconds before you become aware of them? That is, your unconscious mind makes a decision that your brain reacts to and 7 seconds later “you” make a conscious decision. Read more.

What else is happening at the unconscious level before it hits the conscious one?

For the first time in 30 years I have found myself once more on the other end of a nebulizer. It started after I began working in earnest on my Journey Through the Chakras project, a self-guided workshop through the human energetic anatomy to help nurture a balanced, empowered, spiritually aware life.

I’d been been starting this project for about a year. Not getting far. Little bursts without much continuity despite the recent attempts my friend Maria had made to give me deadlines at my request. So when our impressively creative and motivated friends Scott & Julie came to visit NJ from Vancouver in July and Julie asked me about my meditations and how was I doing recording them, I responded with red-wine infused enthusiasm, “You know what I would love? I would love to just spend two weeks with you guys and just produce.” To which, with equal enthusiasm, Julie responded, “When?!”

I arrived in Vancouver Friday, August 14th.

On the first days of writing, Monday and Tuesday, I completed the outline and started writing the section on the root chakra. That evening, my breathing was a little labored. This was strange and funny. Strange, because I had not had asthma in a very, very long time. Funny, because I was writing about the root chakra which governs physical health and vitality.

Have you ever heard of the Global Consciousness Project? I first became aware of it when I watched the 2010 documentary, Wake Up. The project measures how human consciousness interacts with its environment, specifically the effects global events have on human “hive” consciousness. What was amazing about this was that the EGG network (the system used to gather the data), showed that human consciousness was aware of the September 11 attacks up to four hours before the first plane hit the first tower.

Let me repeat:
The data showed that human global consciousness was aware something big was happening around 4 hours before it actually happened.

So! I didn’t realize it at the time, but it seemed like my body was predicting my next “decision”…

Writing about my past brought asthma back into my world.

On Wednesday, happily writing alongside Julie & Scott as they brainstormed story ideas for Kate & Mim-Mim, I  bounced back to write the Journey Through the Chakras introduction. In it, I share a time when I was camping and had an asthma attack and no medication to help me. After the initial panic, I was able to stop the symptoms using visualization and Reiki. On Thursday, I went further into my history remembering what happened the last time I had an attack and didn’t have medicine at hand, which was when I was 13 and at a school sports event -not having medicine had landed me in hospital. Friday, the asthma symptoms were worse and I had a raspy throat and a sharp cough, by Saturday, it felt like someone had a fist in my chest, asthma had squarely announced it wasn’t leaving and the sore throat meant my lymph nodes hurt and I found myself sucking on the slightly salty nebulizer air.

Your physical expression is a reflection of your environment.
~Bruce Lipton

The asthma symptoms started before I started writing, but there was already a subconscious intention to write about my asthma-soaked past. It was in my outline. I just didn’t know when I was going to get to it.  Then, on Wednesday and Thursday, I made my way back into asthma world through memory bringing it out on paper, so by Saturday I had what conventional medicine would likely label a chest infection. I was sick. I stopped writing. My throat was sore and my voice thick. I stopped recording meditations. It was not lost on me that according to the wisdom of the Chakra system, the throat is governed by communication and will. The whole purpose of my trip here is communication and expression.
Fascinating, isn’t it?

It is now Wednesday. It’s over. The asthma is back in the past where it belongs.
Perfect timing! Why? Because I read a tiny article yesterday that said that today, August 26th, 2015, is astrologically the best day to “spend tomorrow making a “passionate effort toward a great goal.” So! My chest is clear, my throat is open and I am setting my computer aside to record some meditations.

What is your body telling you about your beliefs?

What passionate effort toward a great goal are you going to make today?

Tomorrow, I leave Vancouver with so much love and gratitude to my friends, Julie & Scott and the whole family, for so graciously supporting the toddler stage of my project and nurturing me well again with so much loving kindness, and for asthma for reminding me how good it feels to be oh-so well!

I wish this kind of love and support and gratitude to you also. If it’s not yet reflected outside, your work is to nurture it inside.

Peace & Joy!


To identify and shift limiting beliefs, consider a one-on-one session. Sessions can be in-person if you are local to New Jersey, or via Skype if you are elsewhere. You may also wish to consider learning a natural healing art such as Reiki as a method of self-care. In the second level (degree) of Reiki, breakthrough limiting beliefs to clear the environment for creation and manifestation.
Email Andrea at, or call: 908-271-6670 x 1. You may need to leave a message. I will return your call within 48 hours unless I am traveling.