Vibrational Healing, Adam’s Peak, and the war against disease

He wanted Bloodroot and Goldenseal.  I showed him the tinctures, and then, as we knelt together on the floor, Kanil told me his story.  He’d heard of places where Goldenseal grows wild, and he and his associates wanted to know why the plant grew wild where it did.  Kanil said that he was sure that the composition of the soil and the vibration of the place were key, and he had met a man who had the technology to measure vibrational energy.

About the technology, Kanil had this to say: when you shake water and sand up in a pan and then stop suddenly, you get a beautiful pattern like a wave.  This is the pattern that is measurable in sound waves.  Someone took this theory and went to a place with pure, mineral-rich water.  He measured the vibrations using a device and then took the device to another place, this time up in Maine, where the water is horribly polluted and de-mineralized.  He “played” the vibrations of the same frequency as he measured in the place with pure, healthy water and within twelve hours saw sediment dropping out of the water and microbiological life beginning to regenerate.

Now, the man lacked the power to do this for long, but God led the person with the technology AND the power to call him up.  This man gave him the secret to the Tesla Coil, which generates energy out of the air and atmosphere.

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Last night, I tossed and turned, plagued by a looped and disturbing dream.

Last night, I tossed and turned, plagued by a looped and disturbing dream.

I was in an airport with H and a bunch of faeries.  We were going on a trip.  At perhaps the last moment, I got tired of waiting to leave and decided to run to the bathroom.

Of course when I came back everyone, including H, was gone, as was seemingly my luggage.  Frantically, I tried to call H on his cell phone.  At first I couldn’t get through, then I got him and he said, “No, of course I didn’t get your luggage.  Where did you leave it?”

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Urban Foraging 101: Expect The Unexpected & Drink In The View

My favorite single corner on my daily commute, when it comes to “visual” foraging would seem an odd choice.  The little strip of disturbed ground at the corner of Poplar and Mendenhall where my work-a-day bus lets me out is ridiculously fertile ground for late winter/early spring greens, all things considered.

I counted six plant allies growing in riotous profusion between Poplar and the tracks, with perhaps the highest concentration by the corner.

I saw curly dock, plantain, chickweed, cleavers, vetch, and dandelion.

Ides of March, 15 Mar 05