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Grounding Meditation

There’s a major difference in the way I’m processing meditation now compared to a couple weeks ago when I was able to write and listen at the same time. The new meditation format doesn’t allow me to set up that way on my phone. Or at least I haven’t figured that out. So, I’m not grounding in the same way. Now it’s less words and more flow and—I don’t have to hold my charged iPhone. The previous listen/response weaving of threads was enlightening. This current way of meditating is more solo. Valuable yet different. 

Blessed Glue

The impression I had during BOTEC meditation is how the parts are unified as one whole through some sort of Galaxy glue. I float in this substance and let it ground me. Grounding is a process but the most recent shift feels odd in that I’m in between the old and the new. A nothingness. Even emotionless which is unusual for me. I have no idea what’s going on so I float and ground with friends and family. I do miss my nanny kiddos. All that skin to skin loving is so healthy. Revealing how valuable it is for us seniors who live alone to have infants in their lives. It’s definitely an energy exchange of joy…spark plugging joy! Oh, is that why people have pets? Wow, I just got that!

I am caretaking Kenny the cat while my nanny family is on vacation. He misses his people. I had a lesson in brushing him. When he bit me I learned!

I must include this: Jesus showed up at the faint ending of meditation. “Faint” since I was tuned out and tuned in. Meditation can be background music for me. I listen beyond the words.

Nerve Fibers

Morning meditation was grounded! Wow! That was a new experience. I didn’t fly off anywhere. My mind stayed in one place. Body was relaxed. The only mystical experience I had was at the end when a darker toned face appeared: Jesus! I expressed love for him by putting my right hand on his left cheek. It was totally natural. Which says a lot about nerve fibers of the body. Fibers that are more “thick.” Does “thick” mean grounded? It feels that way.

Thank you, Google:

Large fibers carry messages to the muscles to control our movements. They also receive and carry some sensations to the spinal cord and brain including touch, vibration, and balance.

What is thick bundle of nerve fibers called?
The two hemispheres in your brain are connected by a thick bundle of nerve fibres called the corpus callosum that ensures both sides of the brain can communicate and send signals to each other.

What is the thick band of nerve fibers called? The two hemispheres are connected by a thick band of nerve fibres called the corpus callosum. The brain halves are able to communicate with each other via this ‘bridge’.

What are the four types of nerve fibers?
The A group is further subdivided into four types (A-alpha, A-beta, A-delta, and A-gamma fibers) based on the information carried by the fibers and the tissues they innervate.

Serpentine nerve fibers !!

Relaxation Gratitude

Pacific Time Zone grounded in Central Time Zone for meditation. The soft music accompanied the lovely bird song. I had no desire to “fix” anything about this. I know my physical eyes miss details and I know I forget things. My lesson learned is to let it be. I now know more for meditation tomorrow—or whenever. Who knows what the morning will bring. That’s not very intentional but it’s how I fly. S/He Dragon continues to ground differently!

Vacation is odd in that I have little ambition. I am definitely relaxing—and walking. When I schedule people time it’s one person a day. Such a luxury to relax!

Rereading this I know that my left brain has evolved and I’m much better at details — writing notes helps me remember. Concentration also helps! Yes, I’m always learning!

Peace Pole in the Garden

Fasting

I’ve been holding my iPhone a lot during morning meditations and noticing an energetic “disturbance” in left hand. I’m thinking I need to decrease the contact with this phone and do fewer meditations. Maybe two a week. I’m listening to my body and will see.

Fasting Day #2 and the Dawn Chorus sounded extra clear. Simplifying life is vacation!

Facebook Post 5/13

And now you ask in your heart, “How shall we distinguish that which is good in pleasure from that which is not good?”

Go to your fields and your gardens, and

you shall learn that it is the pleasure of

the bee to gather honey of the flower,

 But it is also the pleasure of the flower

to yield its honey to the bee.

 For to the bee a flower is a fountain of

life,

 And to the flower a bee is a messenger of

love,

 And to both, bee and flower, the giving

and the receiving of pleasure is a need and

an ecstasy.

Khalil Gibran 🧡

Bee Worthy

Feels like a cozy cocoon. Maybe a hive. Structure within structure. Supported by the Most High.

Pineal buzzing in brain. Is this pine cone shape similar to hive shape?

Yes, touching pineal with breathing intention sets bees in motion leaving the hive. Cerebral Spinal Fluid radiation. Elixir.

Bees a moving spiral now. Around my head. Listening mode only. Receiving signals in stillness. Subtle.

My arms have bees on their pathways, ‘runways’ Bees are like chi energy! ‘Charge to plug in to’

“And to activate this creative center and feel unlimited” “  “you must feel divine”. Bees as Divine. “..magnificent” “ And move into that state of being”

‘Bees as transporters carrying substance’

“Broadcasting a signature into the field” “…experiment with destiny”

“Creating reality from a greater dimension”

‘A bee suit’ takes shape, manifests, as I listen to words. Embodied.  “Who are you” “Radiating into the field”

A bee suit is that white astronaut suit! High energy of bees. “Affirm who you are. Embody it”

I love my life as integration takes a quantum leap. Pieces now whole join forces. Bees like pineal breathing and being activated! I’m the recorder! Past, present, future. A golden book.Honey. Sweet. Home coming. 

Bees tickle my skin. Bee kisses of kinship. Divine. “Feel that” 

“Become the vortex” “Fifth dimensional creation.” Bee crown manifests. Happy bees now seen! Head buzzes!!

I love my life! “Deeper and more complete” “Time to create the unlimited…”

This is “the new future” Here Now 🐝 “…create magnificence”

Two pillars of Light. “to carry that information…into the field” Two as one. “worthy of receiving” “affirming…now” I love my life. I love One Life with Bees in the New Garden.

“Who are you?”  A new mind is a new hive.

“Move to the next” “Who are you broadcasting into the field?” “A new state of being”

I love my life !! It’s emotionally full to overflowing to fill anew.

Creative Genius of Creation. Such a blessing to play a part. It’s a good day! Always a new day!

Begone stagnation on Earth. Begone lethargy. Gateways open with milk and honey. Hallelujah. 

We rise as SunRise. Head bobs receiving pollen of Truth. Plugged in and happy. Big Gratitude waves~~~

Dr Joe wears a white bee suit traveling /flying multidimensionally. 

New emotion is like frosting on a cake. May Earthlings taste this sweetness within — to be nurtured is to nurture. 

Seed Words

Dr Joe’s current blog Cultivating a Blooming Heart, Part II – Growth, Patience, and Blossoming is lusciously nourishing unlike any sugar-laden dessert. The layers of rich mud (chocolate layer cake?) that he spreads through conscious articulation give rise to Lotus flowers. There are so many substitutes for the real thing—coherent melodies—pulsating through matter shimmering it alive layer by layer. This evolving process keeps us humble as we yield to and witness a Higher Force of Intelligent Design. And we stay engaged as omnipotent, omnipresent, omniscient Gardener and Garden. Omni seed words are scattered abroad for brains-hearts-bodies to digest, process and enliven in this Earth garden of humanity.

Love this paragraph:

“When the heart is under the assault of constant stress, it becomes incoherent – and its energy levels go down. That’s because incoherent energy waves cancel each other out through interference. But when maintained coherent waves of energy interact, they create bigger waves. The higher the wave; the higher the amplitude; the higher the energy. It stands to reason, then – the more energy in the heart, the more love we feel. This is how we not only create, but sustain, heart coherence.”

No Body

Not in my body though bees are crawling and buzzing on my skin. Are they recharging me or keeping me numb? 

Two charged events have scattered me—dismembered me. Not engaging as usual. This 3-D feels heavy. 

Have to get a grip. I have things to do, responsibilities. I’d rather be in nothingness. “…a sign come in a way that…” Hah! I’m engaging!

How to be authentic and transparent when there’s no body? 

Truth telling continues…. Want to snap out of this and feel charged again. Not “again” as the same but as new. “…what you’re worthy of receiving. Be worthy.” Bee worthy.

“Bring your awareness back to a different body”. Thank you. 

“The world of the senses where you get to experience everything you created”

I’m wrapping around those senses to ground anew.

I’m in a dark hole. Lack of emotion. Spinning my way out. I let it spin at its own pace. 

I feel brain activation. What if I plugged brain into body? That’s working. Some static on the lines that need clearing. 

I clear and rejuvenate. Feeling more integrated with new parts. Feeling more energy. Whew!  Outgoing energy now…with logic putting things in order. Such loving logic! I love my inner male’s voice of reason, of Truth 💜 My inner female looks at him with wide eyed adoration! That’s comical—I think I’m back in my Earth body. 

Thought is: “to be of service” which gives me new perspective. It’s like that garden blossom that Joe is talking about. To Be/Bee the garden for oneself and others. 

That felt like one dark cloudy weather pattern. Good to move through it and let the flower of consciousness bloom. Elements + elementals = alchemical.

Getting that I need to speak more Truth with those around me. That means I let the inner me out into this world. And I was just feeling like I had left this world.

This. Process of Transparency. To see myself. To bee myself. To transmute my self to Self. Bees are flying off now. I re-member them!

Grotto at St Edward Park, Lake Washington