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“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.

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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.

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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?
Neighbors?
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. 

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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.”
“Bilocate?”
“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.

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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,

💕

Andrea


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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!

Andrea


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 info@andreagrace.com, 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.