Book Launch–12 Weeks to Self-Healing

Today November 5th is the official book launch of 12 Weeks to Self-Healing: Transforming Pain Through Healing Energy by Dr. Candess M. Campbell, PhD.

 

See what special gifts are being offered today only for the book launch from Candess and her friends and associates. Click here.

Candess M. Campbell, PhD has been treating clients for over 30 years. You now have access to her healing tools and in this process can begin your healing in the privacy of your own home!    12 Weeks to Self-Healing guides you through an easy and effective process of healing your emotional and physical pain. It educates you on cutting-edge techniques within the field of energy medicine.  Now you can activate your body’s healing; transform and heal with step-by-step guidance; learn journaling, self-hypnosis and meditation; integrate cutting-edge energy medicine tools and shift your beliefs toward self-healing and abundant living! Do you have a friend or a loved one who suffers from emotional or physical pain? With 12 Weeks to Self-Healing they will be able to integrate the body, mind and spiritual tools to gain freedom, increase their passion and live more fully!

 

Rising out of the Well of Depression

On Saturday my good pal, Pam, and I sat at The Coffee Bean solving the world’s problems. We got around to discussing depression, a subject with which we both share up-close-and-personal experience. Looking back, we could see we came by it naturally. We remember sad family members. My Dad’s side of the family went beyond sad to mental illness. Even today, my Aunt Alice is a well-known crazy lady of Whittier, CA, regularly getting thrown out of local establishments. She can go from sweetness to rage in the blink of an eye. As a child, I perfected a mean imitation of chain-smoking Alice sucking on a cigarette, smiling saying, “Hi honey” and then going “off.” Just part a regular family gathering.

I was an early crier. My parents wondered what they had done to have a child who would hide under a table and  just weep for a while. Then my mood would shift and I’d be over it. The ups and downs were my “normal.” You learn to cope. You wake up in the morning and take your emotional temperature. Am I happy? Am I sad? How do I get from sad to happy?

 I used to have “bottom of the well days.” I imagined myself down in a damp hole, trying to climb up slimy walls toward the light. Indeed, I was “low.” What to do? Grit your teeth and wrestle it? (Pam referred to fighting the Black Dog. ) Try to give yourself a hearty pep talk? Or worse, think of people less fortunate than you. I can tell you THAT only makes you sink lower.

My studies over the past thirty years have led me to see the relationship between energy frequency and depression. We all have measurable energy frequencies. A healthy human is generally between 62-78 Hz. I discovered that if would consciously raise my physical frequency level, I would raise my mood. The greatest break-through came for me in 2005 when I had my first energy healing treatment. The lifting of my entire auric field to a higher vibration was like grabbing a rope to be lifted out of the well. Here are some of the frequency elevating tools I have discovered:

  • Reiki or other energy healing techniques.  Multiple sessions will ultimately raise your frequency set point to a healthy level. Of course, you’ll also probably work through a lot of other issues in the process.
  • Meditation and prayer. Learn to open yourself to the ever-flowing energy streams. You will encounter Spirit, develop intuition, and become permanently plugged into a higher energy
  • Eat live food. Energy begets energy. Fruits and vegetables will feed your body and raise your emotions. Drink lots of water. Caffeine, alcohol, and drugs will keep you on a seesaw of ups and downs.
  • Exercise. Only 30% of Americans exercise 30 minutes 5 days a week, but use of antidepressant drugs has risen 400% in the last twenty years. This is crazy! Go for a walk and dump the drugs.
  • Get back to nature. The energies of the earth, water, and sky are extremely healing. Digging in the dirt to plant a flower is one of the most energy-raising activities I know. We have a city park in my town with a “lake,” by California standards anyway. I can walk around it in about seven minutes. In the years I was taking care of my stroke-affected Dad, that walk around the water was my saving grace. No matter how low I felt, the water, wind and those crazy geese always lifted my spirits.
  • Music. The vibrations of music literally rock your body. Find the tunes that lift you and keep them coming. 
  • Essential oils. These are the life blood of plants and have measurable frequencies of 52-320 Hz. Young Living Essential Oil sells a blend named Joy, which includes rose oil, the highest frequency oil. And doesn’t smelling a rose always lift your spirits? It only makes sense that applying something to your body with high energy will elevate your energy field.
  • Sufficient sleep. Last, but certainly not least. Getting enough sleep is probably the best mood elevator known to man. Make getting a good night’s sleep a top priority. As the Good Book says, “Weeping may tarry in the night, but joy comes in the morning.” Psalm 30:5

I am happy to report that I have climbed completely out of the Well of Depression. Oh, I’m not skipping around, singing Mary Poppin tunes, but I am functioning at a much higher level.

Most days, praise God, I am happy.

Blessings–

Dana Taylor

Angels in the Living Room

I guess you could call me a “hobbyist healer.” My friends and I get together and when some gals might go shopping, we visit a while and then quietly meditate and “send energy” in what we’ve come to call our Supernal Sessions. Increasingly, we’ve come to sense the presence of helpers, or spiritual team members–Angels, perhaps. So when I saw the book QUANTUM ANGEL HEALING by Eva-Maria Mora, I thought it might shed light on what is happening in my living room. 

Quantum Angel Healing: Energy Therapy and Communication with AngelsEva-Maria Mora is a certified Quantum Touch energy healer and founder of Quantum Angel Healing, offering classes and certification in the technique.  I appreciated that she began the book by asking the question of clients–“How does this illness serve you?” I remain a “hobbyist healer” because I discovered long ago that many people don’t really want to be well.

The book is well organized and carries much of the information familiar to energy workers–chakras, auras, crystals, cleansing, prayer, and emotional connections to illness. There is a definite shamanistic influence to the material. She takes it a step further by introducing a cast of Angelic characters–naming them and associating them with energy centers of the body and specific disorders. She identifies them and even nicknames by their greater functions–i.e. Ariel is the Greenpeace angel because she can clean intervene in enviornmental problems. Raphael is the healing angel and helps people get over emotional wounds.

She offers exercises to break down mental barriers and open communication with the angels. One such technique is called the Angel Breath. I practiced this and felt it did seem to widen my sense of connection. Obviously, the material in the book will be suspect in many people’s minds. It is unfamiliar and feels like pure fantasy. The Supernal friends got into a lively discussion about it.

“How does she know all this stuff?” Sue asked.  

“I guess her guide, Zohar, gave her all the information,” I replied. “I don’t know. It’s just interesting. I’m not saying it’s infallible Truth.”

So, if you are fascinated by the unseen dimensions of quantum healing and open to the idea of angelic helpers, QUANTUM ANGEL HEALING, will continue on your journey of exploration. And I’m being polite to the angels, just in case they’re actually hanging out in my living room.

The Healing Light–Still the One

Books become classics for a reason–they stand the test of time. The words of an author long gone from the planet still resonate with new generations. Such a book is The Healing Light by Agnes Sanford.  I first read the book in 1983–the year Agnes passed. It began a life-long exploration for me of healing prayer and learning principles of health.

The Healing LightThe book sat on my keeper shelf for decades, making one house move after another with my family. But I hadn’t read in its entirety in years. I’d moved onto the modern gurus, few of which reside on the keeper shelf. Last month I felt the urge to read it again. Interestingly, in a prayer session with Helen (see Supernal Friends) she said, “There’s a book you haven’t read in a long time. You’re supposed to read it again.” I knew she was talking about The Healing Light.

Published originally in 1947, the book touches on concepts touted by Hay House bestsellers. But before there was Dyer, Deepak or Abraham/Hicks–there was Agnes Sanford. Agnes brings elements of faith to her understanding of energy healing that is often missing in today’s literature. Agnes knew beyond a doubt from whence her power came.

Raised in China by missionary parents and then married for decades to a Protestant minister, Agnes Sanford was a pioneer in the healing ministry of the twentieth century. She taught that prayer is an act of co-creation between God and man. Her references to light, vibration, and scientific discoveries of her day show a mind that captured the whole picture of mind, body, and spirit.

Beneath all her teaching is a connection with the Christ Spirit. Agnes Sanford became the conduit of a healing source far beyond her human capabilities. She taught that anyone can also become such a conduit, given the practice and motivation.

Being an intercessor can be overwhelming. Increasingly, the Supernal Friends get calls to send healing energy to many people dealing with critical situations. One principle in the book that has helped me stay in the healing game is the idea of “bundles.” Nobody can pray for everybody. But, each of us can have certain prayer assignments in our “bundles.” If everyone prays for the people and situations in their individual bundles, the needs will be met.

In my meditation time, I ask for the bundle assignments to be made clear and I send healing energy to the best of my ability. Admittedly, my bundle feels fairly meager compared to the ocean of need in the world. But, I do my part and don’t allow guilt to drag me down for everything I don’t pray about.

The Bundle Concept is a good survival tool to the active healer/mediator.

One of the gals in my bundle who is struggling with cancer told me she has read The Healing Light three times this year. It has been source of spiritual and emotional strength. She’s even dreamed that Agnes Sanford has ministered to her as she sleeps.

When a book offers hope and enlightenment for over sixty years, it’s a classic.

Is there such a thing as “distance healing”?

Supernal Living Part III

One of my Supernal Friends, Paula, was healed of an “incurable” disease in 2005 (See Supernal Friends Page) and has gone on to learn and practice energy healing for others. In the past few months word-of-mouth referrals have kept her phone ringing. She rarely meets clients in person. She sends healing energy. A man called her, asked questions and paid for a session. She hung up the phone and did a healing session for him. A couple days later he called to apologize. The appointment had been a “setup.” He didn’t believe in distance healing and wanted to prove it to his girlfriend. Much to his surprise, his condition improved and he thought he owed Paula an apology.

 You can’t really blame the guy. The truth is energy healing is hard enough to buy when a practitioner is in the same room running hands near the physical body. But long distance? How can that be? That’s where multi-dimensional thinking comes in. Quantum physics identifies working in realms that are “non-local.” Electrons take a “quantum leap” from one place to another without actually moving through space. I can only conjecture, but distance healing really is no distance at all. The energy worker simply taps into a “non-local” dimension and is able to connect. It’s possible to train the mind to tap into information streaming in unseen dimensions and transmit healing energy.

 This is not anything new. The old word for it is “prayer.” Last week a boy, Dale Ostrander, was sucked out into the ocean off the shore of Long Beach, WA. He went under the water before the horrified eyes of his church youth group. They fell to their knees on the sand and prayed as the rescue workers recovered the “lifeless” body. People at the scene say he didn’t take a breathe for at least fifteen minutes. Once at the hospital, a faint pulse was found and Dale made a “miraculous” recovery. You can read the story and see pictures here. His parents are convinced the power of prayer is responsible for the saving of their son. I agree. The immediate tapping into the “Ever-Flowing Streams,” as I’ve dubbed them, and perhaps calling forth unseen helpers (angels? Holy Spirit?) seems as likely an explanation as any.

Ever-Flowing Streams devotes a section to the meeting of science and spirituality. Learn to tap into “non-local” healing energy through Supernal Living.

Go See That Woman

Ever-Flowing Streams

Ever-Flowing Streams  chronicles my spiritual adventures through the seemingly disconnected avenues of Christianity, the Japanese healing system of Reiki, quantum physics, A Course in Miracles, and past-life therapy. While living a middle-class, conventional life, I’m drawn into the healing prayer wave of the 1980’s. Seeking a healthier life and answers to a recurring medical mystery, I go beyond the boundaries of the church to study the emerging mind-body-spirit movements of the day. In 2005, an encounter with a Reiki therapist changes my life and challenges my belief system.  Ultimately, the book deals with the power of prayer and includes exercises for readers to explore their own healing possibilities.

Sometimes it’s just best to start at the beginning. Here is the opening for “Ever-Flowing Streams.” Sometimes an illness can be the start of a wonderful transformation.  It can also bring some amazing people into your life.

Chapter One

PROLOGUE

 

The Adventure Begins

I sat down for lunch that summer day of 2005 feeling perfectly fine. Gazing out my dining room window, I enjoyed watching a pair of squirrels frolic along the fence between the giant oaks in my Oklahoma backyard. In the living room, the television hummed a Sunday afternoon football game. My husband would soon be snoring. I read a book and munched a few potato chips with my sandwich.

With no warning, pain shot up my neck and into my jaw. Ignore it. I took another bite. More pain, instant swelling below my ear.

Great, just what I need, I thought. Another attack.

Though I hadn’t experienced a full blown attack in several years, I recognized the familiar symptoms. Swollen glands and shooting pain that made eating impossible. I puzzled over what had set it off. Some might say “food allergy.” But after forty years experience, I knew the physical symptoms were merely a manifestation of a spiritual mystery.

As I sat cradling my sore neck, staring at my uneaten lunch, I heard a command in my head. Go see that woman. This has something to do with a past life. Go see that woman.

Oh, for heaven’s sake. I flipped the book I’d been reading over and gazed at the cover—One Soul, Many Lives by Roy Stemman. The book chronicled case studies of reincarnation. Brother, was I prone to the power of suggestion, or what?

My spiritual and intellectual curiosity had led me to many subjects, including reincarnation. It wasn’t a new concept to me. I’d read quite a few of the popular books during the 1970’s. There’s a certain fundamental sense of order and justice about karma.

Didn’t Jesus say “As you sow, so shall you reap”? Isn’t Dr. Laura always popping off about accepting the consequences of our actions? Reincarnation turns life into one big game of “Truth or Consequences” through time and space.

Still, wondering about reincarnation was sort of like pondering alien abductions. Maybe they were real, but I hadn’t personally been picked up by a UFO in a corn field.

 

Reluctant Patient

As my neck throbbed, I wasn’t in the mood to ponder either ET’s or Eastern philosophy. Another attack was upon me and it hurt like hell. Going to a regular doctor wouldn’t help. I’d been down that road many times before.

The thought commanded me again. GO SEE THAT WOMAN!

“That Woman” was an English New Agey therapist named Helen. My friend, Kathy, had been seeing Helen for Reiki energy therapy. During treatments Helen had told Kathy of past life experiences causing trouble today. According to this Helen person, my friend’s swallowing problems originated from being hanged in a previous incarnation. Her sore feet supposedly echoed the lifetime in China when her feet were bound.

Now, I really like Kathy, but I thought she was gullible. The therapist sounded a little too wacky for me.

GO SEE THAT WOMAN was not a command I wanted to obey.

I decided to handle the situation as I had done in the past–ask for some prayer and take anti-inflammatory medicine. Going to some dubious “therapist” was not going to happen.

So, that night I went to bed for a fitful sleep with my aching neck and the determination to tough it out. Somewhere around dawn I stirred, groggy and grumpy. My face felt oddly stiff. I sensed a matted eye.

Oh, great, add pink eye to the mix.

That was a new one. I stumbled into the bathroom, switched on the light and turned toward the mirror. I expected to see yellow, crusty matting.

Imagine my shock seeing blood. Caked blood surrounded my left eye. I peered closer. On the inside fresh blood welled up. I was tearing blood. Good grief. In forty years of attacks, that had never happened before.

Again I heard the command. GO SEE THAT WOMAN!

Okay, I knew how to take a hint.

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Ever-Flowing Streams   is exclusively available  as an ebook at Amazon