The Healing Power of Love - 9/18/05

Feelings of Chaos or Disruption Post Katrina

Most people this week have been reporting feelings of disturbance or disruption. Some have mentioned feeling "dumbed down" or psychically clouded. Others have talked about being oddly cranky or disoriented. Some have simply been exhausted. And these stories are coming in from around the world, from people who were nowhere near the stressful events suffered by the victims of Hurricane Katrina. So real psychic distress has been going on.

We need to keep in mind that we have all taken a psychic "hit" from the traumas of Hurricane Katrina, the negative harvesting of emotional energy from this event, and the induced stress from the media. Every time you read a newspaper or see five seconds of a news broadcast, it's like it's the "All Fear Channel, All The Time!" Time to switch to a different station, I think!

Whenever one of these larger, global tragedies happen, we all get knocked off center. This happened with the attacks in London, the tsunami earlier this year, and this recent hurricane. As a collective group of souls evolving together, humanity is very linked, even though we like to think we're separate! I think it's impossible NOT to feel in these situations. Even if you weren't personally at the scene in New Orleans, on a spiritual level, you're aware of that devastation. It may show up in your dreams.

Psychic Dreams About Hurricane Katrina

This past week, I've had two psychically resonant dreams about Hurricane Katrina.

In one, I was remote viewing through the vantage point of someone who saw his home suddenly flood up to the ceiling. He was suddenly aware that he was going to drown, and there was nothing he could do about it. I experienced that person's life flash in front of him, only it was as if I were him.

In those moments this person experienced the inevitable regrets - Why did I stay in New Orleans when we've known for years that this was inevitable? Have I really accomplished anything with my life? I hope God doesn't judge me too harshly for my sins, I could have done better. All this flashed through his mind in the blink of an eye as the water rose higher and higher to engulf him. Very sad, very human moments. This guy was young, too, so he was especially surprised to be dying now, when he still had so many plans for his life.

In another dream this week I was someone who had invited a family of evacuees, all of them black, exhausted, and such sweet people, to stay in my home for as long as they needed. It was a vision of seeing these various people camped out in different bedrooms. There was a mom who had finally gotten her stressed out baby to sleep and the adorable baby was sleeping next to her. It was a beautiful vision, seeing this mom and her little one sleeping innocently together. Then there was a young man, possibly the father of the child or a concerned uncle, sleeping nearby, completely exhausted, snoring in an endearing way. He was a big bear of a fellow, gentle, and nice as can be. And there was an older woman, possibly the grandmother. She was healthy and spry and thin and active, yet even her strength had been worn down by the ordeal she'd been through. And there was a teenage girl, about 11 or 12, now aged beyond her years after all she had seen and been through. I could sense she was an old soul of a person who was now being given the opportunity to step into her power as a spiritual warrior, healer, and wise soul as she helped her family to recover from these recent events.

I saw through the eyes of the "hostess," the person who owned the house, as she took a brief peek at this family sleeping in her home. Through this person's eyes, I felt such love and appreciation and unconditional desire to help these stranded folks, no matter how long it might take. This was simple, human to human, heartfelt kindness. It wasn't pre-rehearsed. It wasn't faked for a media "photo op." It was just the real stuff, a real caring being demonstrated through action...through opening her home to these folks in need.

Seeing Through the Eyes of Unconditional Love

I always feel blessed when I have one of these remote viewing dreams where I am peeking out at the world through the eyes of someone else. I don't know why they happen, but they provide such wonderful insights into our immense, shared humanity....of how we're all the same inside...we all deal with the same issues....and how we're all in this together.

Most importantly, I almost always see in one of these experiences how much LOVE there is in the world.

Years ago, I had a similar remote viewing dream in which I was seeing through the eyes of a young man in Afghanistan. This was right when US troops were going in there to defeat the Taliban. This young man lived in a simple hut with his family, which consisted of his parents and an older sibling. He was a young Talibani who was about to be rounded up by the US soldiers, and his future was uncertain. Would he be killed? Imprisoned? Taken far away? Would he ever come home again? Would he be tortured?

I viewed the moment right as the US soldiers came to take him away. I felt the IMMENSE love he had for his parents and the emotion of that moment, where they all knew their son would be taken from them. And I heard him tell his parents, in this, the last moment of contact he would ever have with them, "Don't worry about me. I've had a good life. You've given me a good life. I love you very much." And there was such a wave of LOVE in that room between them all. And then the US soldiers came, and the scene ended, and I viewed no more.

Talibani or US soldier, black or white, poor or wealthy, Jewish or Christian, WE ARE ALL THE SAME.

I believe our greatest challenge it to REMEMBER this. To not allow anyone or anything to manipulate us into hating each other, turning away from each other, but to reconnect with our roots, the essential, primordial energy we all spring from.

Remembering Our Spiritual Roots

We need to remember that we are all one. There is no "other." Your pain is my pain. My triumphs are your triumphs.

Every time we lift our consciousness to embrace love instead of fear and separation, we strike spiritual "gold." The good guys win.

And there is nothing the evil ones can do to destroy that power, that incredible field of loving energy; because it's the force that binds the universe together. It can't be broken.

Let's try to remember that as we navigate through the emotional complexities and physical challenges of the next weeks and months, not just here in the US where I live, but everywhere in the world. We are all living in times that are testing us spiritually, and throughout these tests, it's important to stay connected to our roots as kindred spirits, sisters and brothers linked in loving energy.