When is a Nightmare Your Best Friend?

I do hope that my stories of miraculous healings, and how they came about, plus some metaphysical meanderings as well as my daily life, will fill your days with hope, healing, creativity and the Great Mystery.
Cheers
C.M.W

When is a Nightmare Your Best Friend? 

Many years ago I used to invite people who had a terminal illness to stay at our home for seven to ten days. I lived on Magnetic Island, an island that has coral outcrops and beautiful National Park walks etc., 180 different species of birds throughout the year and blue skies to top it off. A perfect resting place where one can communicate with the spirit of the land and the quiet space within.
I would teach the patient meditation & visualization, a bit about juicing & diet etc and generally let them unwind and be quiet.
A young man, possibly in his late twenties, came to stay with us in our crazy household. He had been diagnosed some time before with inoperable cancer of the brain. Even though his prognosis was very poor this young man had stuck to a juicing and raw food diet and was doing everything by the book. He had come to learn to meditate, to have some hands-on healing and for any other little bits of information about healing (I had quite a large health section of books).
Now you might think this odd, but that very first day of sitting in meditation I was given a message. "Tell the guy that if he has a nightmare that he has to say immediately on waking I`m Alive, I`m Safe and I am Loved. As soon as he realizes that he was dreaming, and before he does anything at all, he must repeat over and over out load to himself (or think the words over & over) I`m Alive, I`m Safe and I am Loved!"
Well the words I heard were very clear so even though I thought the guy would think I was nuts I asked him if he ever had nightmares.
"No, never. Why do you ask" He said looking at me in a strange way.
"Oh, well" I said shrugging my shoulders "If you ever do happen to have one, this is what you must do".
The next morning he came excitedly down the stairs yelling out "Guess what. I had a nightmare last night! AND I did what you told me to do".
No more was said about the nightmare incident, although he did confide his past to me. The chap returned home to his wife and children refreshed, relaxed and happy.                                        
I moved house after getting divorced, and then went on a working stint in a remote part of Africa.  It was two years later when I heard from this man again who had happened to find out where I was living after reading about my African experience in a newspaper.
He rang me with this news "Just wanted to tell you that the next time I had a brain scan there was no sign of ever having cancer!!!!"

Many years later after understanding more about thought patterns and emotions I understand how this happened. I haven`t the time and space to go into this on the blog but believe me those few words uttered straight after a nightmare are healing indeed. They are transmuters, transmuting deep-seated suppressed fear and suffering.
If you know anyone who has nightmares please tell them this story. Children will need one of their parents to say the words softly and clearly without any other distractions like hugging etc. You need to put in a clear thought pattern whilst everything except the fear is the child`s focus. You may hold the child`s hand or stroke softly a very young child`s forehead/third eye whilst repeating the words over and over until they fall back to sleep.

This writing is taken from my HEALTHY HINTS PAGE    http://www.astarandrawhiniasjourney.blogspot.com/

La la salama - sweet dreams
Cheers  CMW

Mother Earth

                                                           INTOXICATING DREAM
                                                           BIRDSONG
                                                           CARESSING THE SOUL
                                                           EMERALD GREEN
                                                           DANCING
                                                           TO THE TUNE OF ABUNDANCE

                                                           HUNGER
                                                           NOT ONLY FOR FOOD
                                                           SUFFERING
                                                           NO TIME FOR SPIRIT
                                                           DIS EASE
                                                           A DYING RACE

                                                          WHOSE SIDE A YOU ON?


Whose Side Are On?

 Mother Earth showed us, and shared with us, unconditional love and beauty. Creation at its best. God`s perfection. We have then distorted her vibrations by take, take, taking without giving back. Without nurturing her in return for all that she provides for us. Our greed and ego has allowed our Earth to become out of balance and distorted and we, as reflections of her, have also become diseased and distorted. Disconnection to the Divine. Spirit dying.
Whose side are you on? is inviting the viewer to not only consider the future of our Earth but to take responsible action in our daily lives. The future is not somewhere we are going to. It is being made by us, this very moment.

                                                             Our Mother, our Earth
                                                                   Feels
                                                                   Our every move
                                                                   Hears
                                                                   Our every breath
                                                                   Thinks
                                                                   Our every thought
                                                                   And suffers
                                                                   Our smallest pain
                                                                   She bares the burden
                                                                   Of our separation

Happiness comes from within. So take a walk in nature, feel the wind upon your cheek, listen to the music of creation. Touch home. Allow your inner being to breathe once again and tread lightly, be respectful to each other, yourself and Mother Earth.

Years ago I was involved in an envirofest in Yungaburra. There were many stalls and activities to do with educating the community re sustainable living. We also had an art exhibition to do with sustainability. The night before the envirofest I painted and collaged the above painting. The buildings in the picture are all chopped up share market data. If you can enlarge the picture on your screen you will be able to see many statements taken from the newspaper about greed and fear (on the right of the picture) and many statements about beauty, & happiness, on the left. The blue river on the left is the river of life, of Spirit, very active in nature. This 'river' starts to dry up as the years of abuse distorts and ravages the earth. Sorrow and tears flow from the river when the flow is dwindling. Spirit, and happiness, is lost. Dis ease follows.

Mother Earth really is our teacher, so enjoy her.

Cheers  CMW

Patience

I do hope that my stories of miraculous healings, and how they came about, plus some metaphysical meanderings as well as my daily life, will fill your days with hope, healing, creativity and the Great Mystery.
Cheers
C.M.W. Christabel Mary Wilson
                                         
                                            Patience

                              Patience my friend, patience
                              For thou art all but love
                              And love is Divine order
                              In the apparent chaos
                              Is truth hidden in the storm
                              Of winter`s night
                              Patience my friend, patience


                              Be still and let the moonlight in
                              For thou art all -
                              In truth a part of everything
                              The stillness of the lake
                              Of moonlit night
                              Be still my friend, be still


                              Be sunshine catching
                              Early morning dew
                              Be thankful of the birdsong
                              Bringing in life anew
                              Be blessful of the smallest thing
                              That somehow leads your heart to sing
                              Patience my friend, patience


We sometimes forget to stop and smell the roses. Sometimes we try so hard, wishing and wishing that certain things would come to pass. In the wishing, and in the objecting of the moment, we block lifeforce and consequently throw ourselves into chaos.

                                                     Resistance = Persistence

When energy and action have been exerted it may then be time for asking the Creator for help. Don`t keep asking. Believe and have patience, surrendering to the unknown -  surrendering to God.
If the mind, and emotions, are running riot and not allowing patience, then be still or take a walk in nature. Meditate. Relax into the space between the words. Allow yourself to rise above the everyday chaos. Allow yourself to feel the beauty and peace within. Creation is then able to do its job.

Rising Above Chaos. Supreme Success

    It is extremely important to rise above chaos, especially if you have a dis ease like cancer. The more we stress, the more quickly we use up our vitamins and minerals and the more out of balance we become. Other biochemicals and hormones are released by the body causing cancer cells to multiply faster. Rising above chaos/fear allows the body to relax and the immune system  to function better and the spirit to sing.


                          Can you see the forest for the trees? 
                          Turn around
                          Sit still  
                          Go within   


                          Inside the smallest tree  
                          And there
                          Undefined
                          Is beauty


                          The greatest mystery
                          Within the smallest seed
                          Hold it
                          In your palm


                          Let it slowly enter vein
                          Be still
                          And feel the warmth
                          Of creation once again

See the beauty in all and find the light in the dark to show you the way


Cheers,  CMW

Superconsciousness Telepathy and an Instantaneous Healing

                                                                                 The stillness in the chaos
                                                             Leads you to the Universal Mind

                                                             The chaos in the stillness
                                                              Is the Universal Mind


A Little Healing Story

Many years ago my main thought patterns were to do with healing the body, mind & spirit. Those days were full of 'hands-on' healing, 'distant' healing, meditation and counseling. Those days were also full of faith and trust.

Usually I would softly wake up to the sound of magpies 'singing-in' the early hours of daybreak, drongos and friarbirds expressing their joy of living and the peaceful doves reassuringly cooing to a golden crisp sky. After about fifteen minutes or so of being still, and soaking in the sounds of nature, I would jump out of bed, go for a walk and then sit in the garden for about 45 minutes meditation.

This particular day was different. It was Saturday and I had slept at a friend`s house at Trinity Beach. Lorrikeets were already chirping and my friend was already busying herself in the kitchen. This morning my awareness was not with the wildlife at all. NUMBERS had replaced birdsong. Over and over the same numbers appeared in my head as I quickly threw on a sarong and joined my friend in her kitchen for an early morning cup of Earl Grey tea.
"Do these numbers mean anything to you?" I asked her, thinking that they may be something to do with her.
"No" she answered, "Why?".
I explained to her that I had woken up with the numbers in my head, and that they would not leave. I then added
"They feel like they are something to do with someone in Sydney. Have you a friend, maybe someone who is sick, in Sydney?"
Shaking her head from side to side she muttered as she poured my cup of tea, "Can`t help you. Sorry."

The next morning, Sunday, I awoke to the same numbers. Clear specific numbers repeating over and over in my head. Still puzzling over what the numbers meant, I set off on my early morning walk followed by a lengthy meditation.
The next morning was Monday. On waking I abruptly sat up,jumped out of bed and peeped through the tiny little hole in the corrugated iron wall to get a glimpse of the tiny bright yellow Sunbird sitting in her feathered nest. I then dressed, climbed down the bush ladder and let myself out through the huge iron door and into the bright crisp welcoming light. With the numbers once again in my head, I set off for my early morning walk.
After meditation I came inside and set about getting breakfast. It was eight o`clock and those numbers were now really making themselves heard. Talk about persistent! I don`t know about you but if something happens three times to me the third time is a bit like a hand tapping me on the shoulder and insisting that I take note, be warned or do something about whatever it is. The numbers had appeared three mornings in a row, so now it was time to do something about them.
I still had a 'feeling' about the numbers and Sydney. I also had the feeling that the numbers were a phone number (without the area code).
I looked down at the kitchen bench and there, staring me in the face, was my overdue phone bill with a DISCONNECTION notice.
"Blast it" I said to myself, as I headed for the phone to ring up Telstra.
Then talking to myself I mumbled, "Maybe Telstra can tell me if the numbers are a phone number in Sydney, and if so, I can ring the number and see if someone is in need of absent/distant healing."

Well those numbers were a phone number in Sydney. It was now 8.30am but I thought I would wait until 9am as then whoever is on the other end of the line would have been washed and had breakfast by then.
Exactly nine o`clock I rang the number. An efficient lady answered the phone "...... Hair Products. How may I help you?"
I was taken aback, as I hadn`t expected a receptionist to answer the phone. I also felt a bit ridiculous about what I was about to say!
"Hello, I`m calling from Far Nth Queensland. This sounds a bit weird" I said, trying to make the lady feel at ease "but, I was wondering if there is anybody sick around this number?" Without stopping for a breath I quickly continued," You see, I have woken up three days in a row with this telephone number clearly in my head and I happen to do distant healing." There now was dead silence, so I continued "I feel this is a calling."

After a moment or two the lady began to talk very slowly. It was as if she was confused and in shock. She explained that the number I had called actually belonged to another lady who usually worked there. A mother of five children. Last Friday night (three days ago) the lady had become dangerously ill after having had her Gallbladder removed. Apparently she was so sick they thought she would die.
Looking down at my unpaid phone bill, I then asked the receptionist if she would be so kind as to ring up the lady`s relatives and tell them that I called and that I would like to do some distant healing for the sick lady. I also asked if she could give them my phone number so that if they were not agreeable then they could ring me (reverse charges) that day and leave a messsage to that affect.

A few days later the phone rang. It was the lady who had been sick. Much to everyone`s amazement she had suddenly healed! She rang to thank me and too ask how I knew she was sick. After hearing that I had received her phone number in my head the morning after she was dying, she was obviously very inquisitive as well as shocked!! "How is that possible?" She asked over and over again. "How could you possibly know my number when youu live in Far Nth Queensland and I in Sydney?"
"Well, I replied, the Universe has big ears! Your higher self, the part of you that is not run by ego but is the pure essence within, connects with the Universal Mind. When a pure thought, charged with emotion, is released it becomes part of the Universal Mind. My Higher self happened to be tuned in to that Universal Mind and happened to pick up an SOS re healing!" I took a breath and then continued, "We ARE ALL God`s children. We are all connected to everyone and everything at all times. We all come from the same source and are also connected to all of nature. If we sit in silence, without judgement, we begin to see a bigger picture - one that is all inclusive. The space between the words connects us to everything. It`s where healing really takes place."

Of course the conversation didn`t end there. We talked about healing and I shared my beliefs about time and space, thought patterns, the Universal Mind and God.

The lady happened to be a member of a certain very fundamental religion. One that taught  exclusiveness and practiced judgement. I think her 'healing' was not only physical but also a spiritual awakening that had been contrived subconsciously by her Higher Self that was yearning for her to recognize a bigger picture, one built of love and not fear.

By the way
The day the 'healed' lady rang I received a letter in the mail. It was from my good friend Arthur who lived in Brisbane. I had not communicated with him for a few months. I opened up the letter to find a few words scribbled on a bit of paper

                   Dearest C`bel,
Lucky enough to have been given some $ for my garden. Had a bit left over and thought you could possibly have use for it.
                   Love Arthur

GUESS WHAT the amount of money he had sent to me was EXACTLY THE AMOUNT OWING on my phone bill!! THE UNIVERSE SURE HAS BIG EARS!

Must keep my thoughts and words joyful and constructive,

Until next time
Cheers C.M.W.