Friday, December 9, 2016

The cataract effect of Uran

It's happening for Icy too! The cataract in both eyes are gathering lower down on the lens. So this is the 4th and oldest dog! Took so many doses though - and dangerous when I've never used the remedy before. Really takes it out of me.:(

But *phew*. About 7-8 reckless doses before bakery black died, 24day break then 1 dose; then 12 day break then 1 dose. About 10 doses.

In none of the 4 is the eye completely clear. But the hardened lens has a concentrated spot of cataract on the lower side and hazy milkiness throughout lightening upward.

Most of these dogs are also mostly deaf and with atherosclerosis of the veins if the ears. I hope to see that change back in the order of appearance.

This lightens my heart so much because it extends the lifespan of street dogs. Deaf and blind on the roads is death under the wheels of an impatient narc.

Hekla lava again

Because Uran is such a sycotic remedy (working from the circumference to the center - skin to bone, soft tissue to hard, mucus membranes to nerve, etc.), hekla with it's wild calcium:mineral combination seems to suit.

I'm applying it on the skin for Kenchu at 30x in petroleum jelly. With just two applications (it's drawn every 3 days) his skin is softer than with just the daily jelly I was doing before.

(I'd have thought graphites going by the book but Reiki and the guides do their own non- intellectual, counterlogical real time choosing.:)

It makes sense in another way of thinking too. Uran is dislodging inappropriate calcium and potassium and other left-sided alkali metals & earths. It makes sense that this hekla will help in that range.

It's been many years since I used it. I feel like I've gone full circle in the 5 years (more like a spiral though!).

Leaving them alone

I feel like I've spent a lifetime just learning to leave animals alone..

I was so much into rescue and rehab and rehome in the first portion of my life. I made so many unhappy adoptees just to keep them warm and fed.

The second portion of my life was getting rid of the notion of human support. I'd just stick to  feeding them where they were, but still the very young and very old and sick I'd take with me, either to vets and home, or shelters and vets. Unnecessary, cruel and fatal for most. But I comforted myself with having tried. Like all animal lovers do. Poor comfort for the soul.

In the third portion of my life, I've left most of them alone, only treating them and feeding them where they are until they die. This was the hardest and I'm still struggling with it. I still rescue the very young, abandoned kittens but with cats they grow up into independence (like Ginger) unlike puppies. I've returned many dogs to their home territories and just today it struck me that even that was wrong, in a fateful way!

Dancer who had run away, I picked up and returned home to her usual haunt thinking she'd got lost. She died (disappeared with a stranger presumed dead) a few weeks later in a vehicular accident. What if she'd moved location to avoid that and might still be alive if I'd just fed her in her new location or even left her alone? It's a shocking question that I have never asked myself before.

I returned Blackie from another area he'd run away to after the forced vax. Within a week of bringing him back, he was picked up by a couple of do-gooders and by a miracle came out of the NGO alive and was not euthanized. Probably my scathing phone calls, but it was close.

Maybe there's the breath of Death on them that they feel and can change a little by moving on.

I remember the old Sweetie went off to the bbmp office from my home and I brought her back thinking she'd lost her way. She died two weeks later of pneumonia. Maybe it was a premonition. Like oldiefattypuppyguy, brought him back 3 times. Vanished. For years later I explained Sweetie's move away by thinking she'd gone to say goodbye to her old friends. But what if she would have lived on if only I hadn't enticed her back??:(

White three-legs after 2 rescues simply vanished within hours of being brought back home. Two dogs of his gang were run over that week by a careless driver and died in agony I'm told. Maybe he saved himself by his determination to see the world. It has puzzled and grieved me for so long that those rescues were failures. Maybe he's well, elsewhere.

It boggles my mind but thinking in the reverse, how many dogs and cats that I've settled into new locations by just feeding them have come so nearly dead and have had  extended lifespans since! I didn't know where they were from but with a couple of homeopathy remedies and regular food once a day, so many dogs and cats have come alive again.

Maybe they escaped the web of death by changing location? I've only been so proud of saving them and settling them down, that I've never given it a thought.Police girl, foxy, majestic, ruby, Elsie, all her pups and their pups,  the I-exp 4, the diners 3, the new Red, raja, Rani, Gcat, so many more. They moved, they lived longer lives.

I'm resolved now to follow my guides advice and not relocate or rescue any (except tiny kits maybe)! Not even those that change location, no matter how much I've bonded with those souls. If they're on my route I feed and heal them. If not, I let them go with my blessings and not worry or search for them. My guides constantly tell me this and I thought they were heartless.

They know what they're doing deep down.

Dhua - Islamic prana

I've always been fascinated with the words,"Dhua de" used by the Muslim poor  Literally it means "breathe on me" though they explain it generally as "blessings". Outside every mosque the sick and poor ask the faithful to breathe on them, blow on them the energy of prayer.

No other people seem to understand the healing power of prana especially after prayer, in a pure mind. That it has been passed down for generations in India is equally impressive.

Ever since the guides taught me to prana breathe, I've thought of this striking plea for sharing the energy of prosperity, grace and life between brothers of a faith. What a clear understanding of shared power and energy transfer! I'd been meaning to write a note about it all this time.

I've put it off hoping I'd understand how prana breathing actually works but I've got nowhere. As yet.:)

Saturday, December 3, 2016

Niruri again - new & better!

Swiping like writing takes too bloody long and you have to make time for it. By the time I do most of the crowded thoughts related to guides have dried up and blown away!:)

But I do recall actions I've taken better. That's why I changed it to a daily diary kind of thing ... but I'm lazy to boot. Anyway, I'll do the best I can and the guides will have to take it like it is!

This is related to the niruri mold. I'd got as far as just washing the boiled roots in water and drinking it by the middle of November. That tasted awesome! Just like earth. And it was debittered, so most likely my favorite fungus.

At that point though the guides stopped me from using it. They wanted me to work on the water filter. A rat had chewed through a large plastic jar and every blank moment it would pop into my head (yes, guides are highly annoying creatures). I ignored the provocation for two weeks but finally gave in a few days ago. I put the tough, boiled niruri roots into it and placed the old pebble filter in as well. They continued to be unhappy. I'd read about hydroponics a long time ago. I also remembered the beauty of the western ghats because of ferns that grew between rocks as water filtered through. They were very pleased I caught on! So today I ruthlessly uprooted a few large niruri plants, acid washed a few large rocks and put them all together in the larger broken plastic jar and let water trickle through. I hope this is it.

I'm actually so very pleased with this biofilter! Can't think why I didn't do it before!! It looks so pretty and is such a great way to get oxygen to the roots and then into the water.

More on Walter, caduceus and prana

Should go into the Russell Walters post.

This is part of the caduceus-harmonic periodic table idea. Consider the two snakes of the caduceus as the Ida and Pingala. The Ida is the rising, metallic elemental earth energy. The Pingala should have the descending spent energy of human/animal/plant production and/or waste.

It always confused me that it didn't have the snake going the other way but I think I understand why now.

The plant/animal side should face downward but doesn't because it represents Prana, different from the life force, more like a magnetic earth energy, generated by the living.

"The kundalini or snaking energy must travel up the spine to the brain and fully decalcify the pineal gland with the fire energy." (from a tweet).This fire energy must be prana.

But how so they both heal?

The elements heal according to Walter Russell's harmonic periodic table, I think. But opposite. The largest effect is by Uran and on every layer from the skin to the bones. Esp the skin. The least effect would be from the higher end.

The prana energy exits at the head. It reorganises life in some way that affects the gut.

As incoherent as all this is, it's all I've got.

There's something in it that homeopathy does exclusively that no other medical system seems to do. I'm having real trouble articulating the effect. Homeopathy acts in an opposite way - I think I established that with a month of losing hair and phlegm with potassium iodate.:)

As we heal from both sides, with plant/animal remedies on one side and mineral on the other, we're breaking up blockages.

Plant and animal energy meds  are very cleansing. Most homeopathic ones are poisons.

Homeopathic mineral remedies should probably also be used in an opposite way for cleansing. Building up is left to consumption. But consumption of nutrients won't help without breaking it down first. Food is poison to the disordered gut because it converts it into excesses of one or the other nutrient driving imbalance further and deeper.

So nutrition too has only a limited role to play in health.

Yet, my use of homeopathy has been wrong. I've been treating it as the beginning and end of healing. I've even only used Reiki to support it. Only when I saw the massive healing energy of breath prana did I realise I'd missed out on something vital. Homeopathy's a part of it, but not all. More when I understand it better.

More generally, the radioactive spectrum

Uran has now numbed my tongue and given me ulcers on the tip of it (1 Dec). Similar to last time except that I had ulcers all over my mouth and very severe gum pain.

(2 Dec) Again the rapid almost unbelievable speed with which the ulcers healed has to be Uran at work. Kenchu is peeling so over his back again. The rate of change is shocking. The guides wanted me to put Hekla 30 in petroleum jelly for him so I did (didn't want bakery Black's  multilayer peeling all the way through again). The skin over the jaw joint is swollen but no longer scratched to bleeding like it was 2 days ago. Icy is itching all over the face and annoyingly whiny because of cyclone nada, but his vertigo seems better - he's jumping on and off the bed without as much hesitation.

Tipu seems to be breathing better overall. No stuffy noise except yesterday when cyclone nada hit the Chennai coast.

The grey and white Iyumeyu is the greatest surprise - for the first time as a mom she's been taking food to her kittens! And I saw not two but three of them had survived. Mom's mothering  memory and the babies survival skills appear to have taken a turn for the better. First set to survive after 3-4 years for her! So proud of you,:hon.:)

Blackie, Grey's sis, seems better too. Not suffering as much as she usually does during weather change. She's the only adult foam cat that I know - her bile foams up like it does for kittens, like it did for her kittens. The only survivor of the two sets she's given birth to is the ultrahealthy Rafiq. All the other kittens died either at birth or foaming just as they transitioned to solid food. She was a good mother. But now she's voluntarily kept herself from mating.

The underlying state to diabetes is extreme fear and anxiety and nothing I do reduces hers. Even Reiki scares her these days - something about the thick energy surrounding her, like it was with Gunda, just won't let up.

When she and Grey were kittens, they arrived at my place through a series of mishaps. Falling down from parapets, keeping each other alive with mews. Both had severe respiratory problems that worsened with weather ('thunderstorm asthma' as they call it these days). Echinacea 10m helped Grey live, Blackie improved drastically with Graphites and survived drowning once with Causticum.

But since then I've seen that the whole thing - fear, fip, foaming, respiratory, dizziness, circulation, both forms if diabetes and weather problems are all related, all part of the radioactive spectrum in healing.

Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Plant remedies and cleansing

So far it's clear that mineral and elements supplement (underside/front draw) and plant remedies cleanse. Mostly (poisonous plants & animal remedies especially) (back, spinal).

There are three (four?) elimination routes: lungs for carbon exchange, kidneys for salt and intestines for bulk/fiber. Skin for oils?

So there must be correct remedies for each to be activated?

I've really got to look into that. After Uran they draw plant remedies, esp Clem and Arn (Clem before the start of the solar month, Arn halfway through). Followed by Rad brom last time.

Diabetics, Uran and Memory

Like I said before, diabetics seem to forget differently. They lose content, perhaps the (higher/deeper) emotional depth, or something similar. There is exaggerated lower emotions though quite divorced from reality - more on principle, duty-bound, the  'conscientious objector', politically correct, idealized & mechanical kinds. There is a loss of spontaneity replaced by a righteous, solar plexus-driven feeling.

Uran nit brings it back. All of it probably, though I've seen it only in very young kittens.

Gundugirl was the fifth? kitten saved, but Uran wasn't still in my homeopathic repertory. She doesn't remember her mother since she was abandoned with her two siblings in an attic.

She often goes to Stripes and touches noses, shyly asking if Stripes is her mom.

Yesterday (28/11) they all got the Uran, which always energizes the kittens no end.

Today, suddenly, standing on the wall looking up at her birth mom on the parapets, the terrace black&gold, she suddenly seemed to recall her! Her mom though has forgotten and Uran hasn't yet gone deep enough in the adult population to bring back bonds. G mimicked her pacing almost experimentally and followed her longingly for a while until I left. Later she ignored Stripes, showing a marked difference in attitude to the stepmotherly cat! an inner confidence was apparently restored. I'm happy for the girl because she ought to know her mom is sweet and alive.:)

Tipu and Hyder too went inside and sat on the dining table like they remembered growing up under it. They haven't done that in months since Stripes had her next batch. Today Tipu, who usually can barely breathe for the sniffles, was playing madly. He usually only has energy to eat and watch others play. Tipu was my 6th healed FIP kit, and Uran 3 had saved him. Hyder is now looking to mate - he was the 5th and never really let me get close except for a couple of days with Uran. He absorbs it well from the food directly needing no prana or Reiki to support.

In other effects ...
I've had short sharp episodes of vertigo once each day from the 28th. Not the kind spread out through the day like last time but more severe.

Like before, my tongue lost all taste for food and no cravings at all and water tastes delicious (I normally never drink water).

This loss of taste is called 'nucchu'. Several raw fruits give the tongue this state - raw guava, unripened banana, etc. It's considered a special state for the tongue though I don't know much else about it.

There's some oppressed breathing on the first two days but nothing as bad as the last time. The aggravation is milder this round for me. It's been two solar cycles so it really does take a long time for adults to assimilate the energy of this remedy. Icy has some breathing difficulty too on day 3. But it lasted only a few minutes.

Kenchu had inflamed skin over his trigeminal nerve & jaw. I've just put some petroleum jelly and calendula Q on it.

There's another peculiar thing I've noticed with Uran that I thought I should put down. The skin around the nails grow hard and flake, and the nails themselves grow rough and slough off dark waste around the sides. A remedy must be powerful indeed to affect nails to the point of cleansing.

I don't plan to do several doses this time to cover all the dogs I've missed. I'm too afraid to repeat last time's schedule. Now I'm just giving them plant remedies for elimination.

Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Trying uran again

The animals are drawing Uran again. I've given it to them and me today at 30x. Fingers crossed that there are no deeply diabetic older dogs that will have an aggravation.

I checked my notes and I'd given Uran 4 times around this solar period before the dose at the middle if the next period  that pulled out an aggravation in bakery black. The rest of us too, just not so bad - we peeled and then healed. Bakery black might have too, but the severity was much worse and led to all the complications that surround his death.

Only in 2 of the 5 dogs with cataract, the lens clearing has remained. It's two solar cycles away, so not bad. Amazing actually. So cataract is like hardpad, just soft mucosal tissue losing its function. I'm pushing on despite my fear for Icy and other older dogs with this one dose because of cataract. If only they can see again, walk without crippling pain in their paws again! Hear without otitis again, breathe without emphysema again! My dearest wish.

In kittens and pregnant females it brought the best results.

Most of the kittens seem to have used the Uran to heal their gut/nose/face/respiratory mucosa (hard pads disappeared). Rani still had an  inflamed swollen abdomen after, but it hasn't risen above to hepatize the lungs. Must gave an effect on the lining of the liver too.

Pregnant & lactating females esp Gundamma's mom, and iyowmeow, seem more mature. GM has had 4 kittens, all surviving, breast fed and growing fast (one climbed walls for a time but prana to mom and kittens seemed to heal it). IM's also got 2 surviving kits this time. That's amazing for her. She's lost so many sets entirely since they're born in the wild and she gets pregnant so very often off season. That they've survived too for so long makes me cautiously deliriously happy.:)

The middle ages (1-7) is hard to tell. Like me, some seem to have jaw and gum pain, numbness in the extremities, some crackling in the ears, scalp sensitivity, heaviness in the solar plexus. Oh, and the strange illness aggravation.

Fingers (and toes) crossed in this one hoping everything  heals smoothly for all!

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Oct for aging and dying

All the weeds are burnt to a crisp this last month of solar excess. There's some comfort in knowing deep down that the sun has been awful on living things, beyond my healing skills.

If they didn't die by the middle of November, they ought to be in recovery now. Shaky but alive. There was little I or any vet could do to save bakery black, but park tiger maybe, though even that the guides say was difficult. Tough times. And now the incredible surface drying chill of winter nights is here.

There's no medical system to counter the sun at the extremes of the solar cycle.

Ahimsa to plants

Since I can't bear to eat my fungus infested food I've been doing very well eating out.

But I do get the point: except for pinching off tips of plants, new growth, everything else hurts the plant.  This method actually spurs thicker herb growth while leaving the larger lower older leaves to protect the stem from the harsh heat & light. I'm embarrassed that I didn't understand this before. I'm a bad gardener and no wonder. I just didn't get plants at all.

Being vegan, there's some relief in knowing the right way to be ahimsa with plants. There's always been enormous guilt at explaining away hurting them. I looked around and was so pleased to see the plants I'd pinched off before spreading.

The thing though is that I don't know how to cook it in a self-sustaining way. I'm still eating other stuff three meals a day. A long way to go, lol.

Ahimsa to plants

Since I can't bear to eat my fungus infested food I've been doing very well eating out.

But I do get the point: except for pinching off tips of plants, new growth, everything else hurts the plant.  This method actually spurs thicker herb growth while leaving the larger lower older leaves to protect the stem from the harsh heat & light. I'm embarrassed that I didn't understand this before. I'm a bad gardener and no wonder. I just didn't get plants at all.

Being vegan, there's some relief in knowing the right way to be ahimsa with plants. There's always been enormous guilt at explaining away hurting them. I looked around and was so pleased to see the plants I'd pinched off before spreading.

The thing though is that I don't know how to cook it in a self-sustaining way. I'm still eating other stuff three meals a day. A long way to go, lol.

One weed survives

The land is burnt from last month's huge solar changes and almost all weeds are dead burnt to a crisp. Except for this little weed, dunno it's name but the guides pointed it out as high in energy, which is regenerating fast and has adapted!

Monday, November 21, 2016

Can't keep up

My guides are on a tear to get this diabetes thing out. At least, the learning's coming in thick and fast. Diabetics (and cancer) must have really suffered this last month, breaking down.

Two rats. One died already the other fast moving one is bad but won't stand still long enough for me to heal.
One kitten was climbing walls in pain for two days. Its momma wouldn't let me near it for long so I healed her a little. Hopefully it reaches the kitten.

I'll put down stuff as much as I can. Mostly I lose the thread of thought and I go 'more later'.

Update on the mold

My blog readers (not the bots or the Uran underworld giving me flattering site hits even now;) are probably thinking my strange illness was from my mold experiments, esp because I didn't mention it. But they'd be wrong.

I'm ashamed to say my gag reflex had killed those a month ago. Around the Uran experiments time I could no longer stomach, see and encourage fungus on food.

It all began with Uran, plucking and the sun. The first dose brought up the gag after almost a year. The solar wind stream made fungus grow so enthusiastically that I've chucked the plucked repeatedly. I've counted 5 different coloured fungi bloom at least. *shudders* The plucked tips of a growing plant is probably nutritionally very dense too. Within two days I couldn't see the food through the forest of fungi. No way I'm in any shape to eat that! Anyone with an overly developed gag reflex knows its not just a puke - we keep on puking until the lining of our intestines have reversed peristalsis.

The guides have shrugged it off and I'll now write about a new way.

Sunday, November 20, 2016

Uranium: Diabetes as a teething disease

Even adult diabetes. I think both are the same, one evolving from the partial cure of the other.

I've noticed that the preteeth stage of infancy is the most dangerous to life. Maybe the bone matter (wazzitcalled? osteoblasts but I mean ...  stem cells!) which forms blood, etc (1) doesn't know the right way to do it.

Hypertension too is related. Again, blood making seems to be at the root. Cholesterol too maybe but I've never got the hype right. All three are confusing as hell. But it's all  teething related.

I'm really sorry that I hadn't figured this out before bakery black died. The third day when I had severe jaw pain and blogged it, was when I should have connected it to hypertension/high bp but didn't. Because I'm not inclined towards understanding the allopathic take on it, I've been so blind.

It's one and a half solar cycles (36 days) and I'm still woozy on my feet and inclined to fainting. Twice yesterday I almost blacked out in the hot sun. I've not had a day since my strange illness without prolonged dizzy, vertigo-producing spells when my head is light. Not sudden lightheadedness from a drop in sugar but a constant float.

Yet my breathing is better than ever before in my life. My gums are stronger and have very healthy blood flow, again like never before.

My thinking is more complex than fuddled as I follow a line of thought further - like never before. Some lines of thought used to make me either irritated, anxious, feel superior or low and always alter the emotional weight attached so that my solar plexus would perceive a threat or assert itself into predator-prey mode. Never happened before that it skipped that step.

Even in kindergarten  school I remember the excitement and fearful trepidation and stress with which I approached a simple colouring book or a chart. Math & physics, though I maxed most papers in most  subject, wrung me dry. I loved and hated them. The better I did, the more it took willpower to graduate to the next new challenge. I has the demon of perfectionism riding me hard. From the cradle! I'm sure it's not unique. I see it in kittens and it later becomes fullblown anxiety and fear of humans. Feral is deep in the bones.

There was always an excess of  competitive, driving, nervous energy generated by the solar plexus that I was both proud of and ashamed in turn. I knew it was wrong but I couldn't bear not to test myself over and over to emotional exhaustion.

I really get the stomachaches of ttetym. She's a young me. It hurts to even see her posts. That's a diabeteswoman walking. So many of them, all of them. It's in the precocious developers and overachievers with the headaches, the 'worm' fevers and clenched jaws. The bones of the head.

All of us too. Fuzzy thinking and fogging is protective of the solar plexus. It's the mind's version of a pacifying smile to defuse a situation. There's tension behind it, but you blunt the sharpness of thought to escape the consequent drain on the solar plexus that would come with following it.




It's past 2 am. My 16+ year old Icy is back to barking-snapping wars with his favourite fangless foe, Kenchu. He's fully recovered and appears slightly stronger. Both want my sympathy after their really heroic masculine performances (icy fell back on his butt on the bed, k tripped himself on the blanket).

I have none to give. My only thing against males of any species is that they're black holes of sympathy. Not the worst things to have around for a bleeding heart, a wellspring of joy, etc. (sponge up the excess) but it's the bloody  timing of it.

They're programmed to the last by kp5 spikes tonight. And the rising solar-driven (or cosmic muon?) wind.

Friday, November 18, 2016

My strange illness (contd)

In the weird delirium that occasionally accompanies stomach/abdominal fever, I had a weird vision.

Docs always associate delirium with the brain because for them the mind is the brain, but most madness is of the lower chakras, esp inflammation-driven, gut activated, unassimilated frenzies; 70% of our mind is in the gut.

Time seemed to telescope in like I was looking back at my life from the end of it. And all I could see was a hungry dog waiting and that made me sad -  for me. That shouldn't only be how I remember this interesting lifetime.

I wished then that I'd not focussed so much, given up on things, konmari'd everything else so much,  preserved the diversity of friend and family more, of party and play, a little  travel and trek. I did outgrow them all, but just sayin'.:)

We really lose sight of balance until we see our memories in perspective, especially the last view of it from the gut.

Though I'm as likely to think of memory as preserved in the brain like any science person, more and more I see the division of all those functions across the body. Maybe loss of gut microbes and their diversity does affect memory. Maybe *the feelings* associated with memory? That's the part that seems to get faked. I see a lot of older people retell stories of their lives very differently, with effortless spin that the young need to lie to imitate.:)

People change with thyroid issues, diabetes, cancer and tuberculosis, long before those are diagnosed. The change may begin with shocks, trauma, change of food, weather, place (culture shock) and the sun.

I change just before and after an abdominal illness. Just before, I'm so tired of the routine and just going through the motions. After my illness I bounce with energy and ideas, it's like joie de vivre flows in abundance. The same routine seems so satisfyingly full and joyful.

That can't be unique to me, it must be restorative to mental health to purge and cleanse. (If the doctors will let you!:) It must give you time to assimilate memories and emotions, that you've expended time on, into the gut that give you a sense of self, a feeling of worth and a reassessment of value of what you do. Really reach the root chakra.

Maybe that's what fevers are for. Some kind of hightened awareness and not the usual drivel about infection. It's a time to be aware of all the places you've stored bad memories, which comes up in our dreams & delirium, and clean out.

Maybe we should even listen to the delirium and hear its message, loosen up or tighten up accordingly. It's as close to madness as we can safely get, and there's genius in it.

The high hits

Could have been the ddos attacks rather than the word uranium? Just glad it's back to dependable numbers.