November 15, 08
6:37 AM

FIRST DRAFT

I have been in conversation with my Higher Self
for at least an hour. I call my Higher Self My Enchanted Gardener.

Sometimes when I say Your Enchanted Gardener
I am refering to a state of Integration when I become All of one Piece.
All of One Peace. This is Possible when we live our lives with High Intentionality
and play by the Rules of Life.

On rare and very Special Occasions, I have the opportunity to
Be One with my Higher Self in Public. This is Magical for me and others
around me.

This State can occur when a Group comes together to create
an Enchanted Garden Installation. The Installation has as its centerpiece
an Altar where people people are invited to PLANT YOUR DREAM.

The main theme Photo this year that I was premiering at the Pacific Symposium 08
was called SEEDING YOUR DREAMS.

This photo is a Macro shot--a close up of lettuce seeds. There is a mystical
quality to the photo. A 24 x36 will hang as a gift from Enchanted Garden Sponsors
on the wall of the Pacific College of Oriental Medicine San Diego Campus.
The staff of PCOM orchestrates the Pacific Symposium.

For many years now, I have held a role in holding together the spiritual
focus for the Gathering. After three or four years of doing a Plant Your Dream Altar,
this is finally catching on. The attendees are getting it.

Around 70 of the 700 attendees this year planting their deepest Seed Dreams.
The photo of the lettuce--Seeding Our Dreams--was in color on the inside front cover
of the Speaker's Handbook. There was an invitation to visit the Altar.
This is the second year in a row that I have had a very beautiful full color
photo on the inside front cover.

This is a Professional Conference. Many of the people who come here
wield needles, Accupuncture needles, the equivalent of tiny intentional swords
meant to draw consciousness to a specific point on the body.

TCM--Traditional Chinese Medicine--as some still call it, in in a constant
flux. The words shift year after year for what it is called. Basically it came from
the Orient. Many of the young people here are of the second generation of practitioners.
These would have been the M.D.'s of their generation, but they left the Conventional
Medicine of the West to go East to land on systems of Medicine with more Roots and more
Sky, more Heaven and more Earth.

There is a definite Spiritual Dimention to TCM. Having Altars and Spiritual Practices
are part of this Medicine but many of the youngsters who not enter the Field
are being pulled by Deeper Pulses to learn this medicine. On the surface, they
are McDonald Devotees as much as any other group up the road at UCSD Medical School.

It is not as if they were introduces as I was--right out of college--to the likes
of someone like Dr. Bernard Jensen, who through years of experience, knew how to
bring the dead back to life.

I was one of those he brought back to life.

I constantly give credit to my surgeons. I have too. I would likely be dead today
if I had not run across the likes of Dr. Harold Dunn of the University of Utah or
Dr. William Bugbee of UCSD Medical School. Dunn did my original Hip Replacements
in 1975. Dr. Bugbee did my Hip Revisions in 2001-and early 2002.

These surgeries were very severe. No common surgeons could take on my case.
I walked out of three potential surgery dates in the early 70's until I was totally and completely
crippled.

Dr. Bernard Jensen and what he taught me about life were part of my walking away.
I so believed in the power of natural healing that I would not give in to the knife until
my feet were turning blue. For nine months, once I decided to do surgery, I was frozen
as a board. I could not spread my legs apart more than 1/4 inch when I went in for my
first bilateral surgeries in Utah. I could not sit or bend. I was stuck, completely stuck
at the hip.

My second surgeries were little different. This time two other surgeons walked away
from my case. I had waited too long to the point where I had increasing pain. The shafts
of my titanium hips were falling apart after twenty years of being able to walk.

I was sent to Dr. Bugbee because he is known internationally as one of the best Hip
Revision experts. He is also a man with a heart. Because of the severity of my condition,
I got into one of the finest teaching hospitals at UCSD where Dr. Bugbee worked, Thornton
Hospital in La Jolla. I had my own private room that I turned into a Healing Haven. Each day
and night I was surrounded by close ones who loved me, numbers of former and current sweethearts.
My best friends were there for me night and day, including Morea Garcia, the woman
who I invited to be with me each year at the Pacific Symposium where she expresses her
healing gift $1 dollar a minute.

It's all very funny. Morea has more integrity about her than most healers I know.
She works right near the Enchanted Garden Installation. As the Pacific Symposium progresses,
the attendees get wind of her. She often gets feedback from well seasoned professionals
that she is the best body worker that has ever touched them. That is of course because
she does not work just on the body. She is a rare and special gift to anyone she touches.
She does what needs to be done and learns from each person on her table. Sometimes I just
stand and watch to see someone who can focus energy like that in the midst of such
a public setting.

The Enchanted Garden itself, although in this public setting, also is a world unto itself.

I have great difficulty creating and maintaining Feng Shui here at home, but at this
Pacific Symposium, I get the help I need to set up and tear down. We create an Art Piece
filled with Vital Forces. This year was one of the most intensely filled with Vital Forces.
It pulled in some really profound demonstrations of Enchanted Garden Energies.

The Enchanted Garden is a name for our Renewed Earth, and with the help of
others, I am able to set the Pillars for about five days. I and others step into the Space.
I know what I am doing. I have been doing this kind of work for centuries as a Soul,
creating Sacred Space.

111,

7:17 AM

Each day of the Pacific Symposium, I gain strength and energy although my body
is can get weary. You can trace my meticulous journey here on the Plant Your Dream Blog.
There are more records of my process that anyone would care to read, but it is all here,
blow by blow, feelings of self defeat by self defeat, desire to run away and not do this event
at all.

For the past thirty days at least, I have had extreme diarrhea. I have also felt very unnerved
and depressed. I have had waking nightmares, compounded by the elections that really caught me.
For me, the election of Obama was a decision point for our nation. The Soul of our nation
was in the balance. We chose Hope over Fear, the Higher Road over Cynicism and despair.

I do not presume to paint Obama all white or all black.
He is a mixed bag as any politician today who succumbs to wanting to enter
Public Service. Most of our elections and politicians owe someone. This time,
I feel Obama owes the people. Many of us bought and paid for him. I gave about $40.00
and then another $30 for a Victory T-shirt.

Iv.

7:23 AM

While our Nation and the world were really on the Dow Jones, we here at the Enchanted Garden
Intentional Community were hauling rotting mold, papers, and invisible Bug Life out of our
Basement.

We begin this before the Economy showed its near collapse.

We were discovering Cracks in our Foundation and bringing them to light before
most people became to Flounder and see the Cracks in our Foundation as a Nation.
I have to say this was the most Unethical and Dirty Election process in our time.

As I see it, were were in a Spiritual Civil War with Forces aligned and aligning
that determined the kind of 2012 most of us will experience.

Relevantly, this is also the TIme for the Enchanted Garden to emerge and go Public.

This is the Time for the Return of the BEET. As the signage said,
"I'm Banking on Seeds and Plants for Seeding My Dreams!
I Can Grow Food and My Medicines."

Do you get it?
Can you see the writing on the wall it,
even though there is a Crack in Our Foundation???

Are you willing to KEEP the BEET?
Are you willing to regain your confidence level
that you can grow food, beginning with one pot
and one Fully grown replanted BEET you get form
a local, organic farmer?

V.

It's Alive!

What am I talking about here????

I began this Pacific Symposium, this convergence of Healing Energies,
with headaches. I was weak the first two days. Each step was an overcoming.
The sunday before, I generally pick up foods and flowers from our Hillcrest
Farmers' Market. Five minutes after I arrived this time, I was in an urgent need
for an outhouse. The closest was a bottle I carry in the EG Mobile. From there,
I just kept going, thanks to all kinds of allies who stepped in to carry this,
carry that. Lift this. Lift that.

By the Final Sunday, last Sunday, the doorways of perception were pretty cleared.

I have been writing about the Destined Meetings on various blogs this week.

Professor Edmond Bordeaux Szekely had many visions. One of his last
was to create a Shrine dedicated to 8000 years of nature wisdom.
I actually walked that land in 1977, following one of the last Biogenic Seminars
he spoke at.

One of the people at that seminar was Ralph Ray. Another was Jack Slovak.
Ralph bought Szekely's Dream place called Mille Meditation. I never knew I met the man,
but he knew me. At this last Pacific Symposium, late Friday night, I stopped to talk
to two men where were busy computing and prepping for the opening of the Vendor Hall.
One was Robert Slovak, the brother of Jack Slovak.

We shared a few words. I talked to his associate mainly, Ron.

I came back the next day.

We got into a conversation.

IT turned out that Robert knew the Essene Work. Then, when he came up stairs,
he saw a continution of the Professor Szekely's work growing in Pots of Wheat grass
and KEEP the BEET.

When, we talked on Saturday. He was saying that he had made a mistake coming here.
By late Saturday afternoon, after a few conversations, we both knew we were destined to meet.
Robert is a friend of Ralph Ray. He got on the phone. Sunday, about one hour before
I did the Closing Ceremony, Ralph and Michelle, his young wife, arrived. Robert, Ralph,
Michelle, and two of my other dearest of friends, Cutty and Jana, all were my guests
in the Closing Ceremony.

That ceremony was recorded. I am still having some techno difficulties uploading it.
You can read my notes on one of these Plant Your Dream Blogs.

VI.

Robert Slovak is awakening the purity and integrity of
the Rene Quinton work. Rene Quinton, around the turn of the 1900's
was taking emaciated babies and 20 year old women with crusty bodies
filled with scabs and psoriasis and bringing them back alive.

The web is filled with before and after shots of Rene Quinton's work,
that he gave freely in many instances to those in need.

Rene Quinton stepped into the source of life, the Ocean.

Szekely, Quinton, and others of that time lived in France and likely
crossed paths. Alexis Carrel, who won a nobel prize, was introduced
to me by Dr. Bernard Jensen. Professor Szekely and Dr. Bernard Jensen were
allies, both leaders in the Health Sanitarium Tradition where people
came out to nature as a Last Resort. All these men knew how to KEEP the BEET.

Szekely and Jensen went to the Earth to find Source.
They knew the power of humus. Jensen was a Master of
understanding the same Patterns of Wholeness that Quinton found in the Sea.

Quinton discovered, or was led most likely, to go to pure places
in the ocean where the single celled Planton were "VIbing" High.
Quinton found a way to harvest the Planton Bloom, so to speak.
He learned how to save, in a most delicate manner, the water influenced
by the Plankton, these single celled organisms.

Quinton discovered that his Original Quinton Marine Plasma--
the same seawater Hypertonic Solution I have in my mouth now--
could bring the dead back to life.

He also discovered that with his Isotonic Solution--with the same salinity
as the blood--he could literally replace the blood of dogs and within four days
they would be happily barking up a storm once again.

One of Quinton's associates--I will get that name--was married to a woman
who was one of the first aviators in 1903. She was classmates with Alexis Carrel.
Carrel, who once said the Cell is Immortal, wrote a book called MAN THE UNKNOWN.
I have two copies I believe in what was the Library in our Basement.

Carrel kept the heart of a chicken alive for more than 29 years.
He did this by removing each day the toxins. There was a secret to this
work--Quinton Marine Plasma--Robert Slovak tells me.

Vii.

Robert Slovack left me two boxes of six vials each of the Isotonic and Hypertonic
Elixir known as Original Quinton.

I have been on the Trail of Quinton all week. There are numbers of
blogs here about this.

More than one million people, check that, came to the funeral of Rene Quinton
in 1925. He died from WW! injuries.

He left a legacy that for years was considered a Pharmaceutical product.
That product--must be produced by the most delicate of technique.

Many countries still know of Quinton's magic elixir.
Robert discovered it five years ago when he got sick in Brazil.
Someone gave him some. His stomach got instantly improved that very evening.

The Quinton Family is still invested in the resurgence of this product.
They are producing it out of Spain. There are others in Canada who also
are attempting to replicate the process, but with lesser results.

Original Quinton under Robert Slovak's care is destined to have a healing
influence on my Bowel, and most likely my Whole Being. Original Quinton
influences the balance of the mind, of the emotions. It can bring things up,
including anger and resolution. It can get you in touch with Your Enchanted Gardener,
your own higher Self.

That is my experience thusfar. I will only speak for myself.

8:02 AM

RELATED BLOGS and LINKS:

http://curezone.com/blogs/fm.asp?i=1299778

ABOUT ORIGINAL QUINTON:

http://www.originalquinton.com/Quinton_Marine_Plasma_TriFold.Final.pdf


FLYING TOWARD GOOD HEALTH.
IT's a JOURNEY!

http://curezone.com/blogs/fm.asp?i=1299188

ON THE TRAIL OF RENE QUINTON

http://curezone.com/blogs/fm.asp?i=1299091


FIRST BLOG ON QUINTON MARINE PLASMA:

http://curezone.com/blogs/fm.asp?i=1295941

QUINTON STUDIED NATURE VERY CLOSELY
Article in the New York Times, 1908,
shows Quinton to be an great observer of nature.


http://query.nytimes.com/mem/archive-free/pdf?res=9C0CE7D81639E333A25756C2A96...
























 

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