What’s on your bucket list? Two items on mine are having a QHHT (Quantum Healing Hypnosis Technique) past-life regression, and exploring Mt. Shasta. So, when a book popped up on the Spiritual Awakenings International Facebook Group page by author Volha Zhamoitsina about QHHT and her adventures on Mt. Shasta, I couldn’t resist buying it.
Zhamoitsina has actually combined two books and made them available for purchase together. BECAUSE I CAN REMEMBER explores her personal past-life regressions in the QHHT modality. Zhamoitsina is a QHHT practitioner herself, currently located in Los Angeles, though she was born in Belarus and has lived in several international cities. BECAUSE I CAN REMEMBER allows us to meet Volha Zhamoitsina, the woman, seeking self-awareness by exploring the past lives and relationships revealed through long sessions of the Dolores Cannon method popular around the world. Visiting past lives is often cryptic, with small glimpses into other eras offering snapshots that might explain various talents, phobias, preferences, and complicated relationships. Volha’s memories as Madame Pompadour, mistress to King Louis XV in the late 1700’s, were interesting in the extreme. She also discovered soul family members living out various roles throughout multiple eras. The writing of BECAUSE I CAN REMEMBER is straightforward, largely offering text between Volha being the client under the guidance of another QHHT practitioner. The book offers a picture of how past-life regression can be useful in solving personal mysteries and aiding in spiritual growth.
The second book included is FROM MT. SHASTA, WITH LOVE. The writing of this book was richer in detail and descriptions as Volha takes us on two trips when she was “called” to the mystical mountain. Mt. Shasta is a mecca for spiritual seekers, especially in the years since the lost continent of Lemuria legend has emerged in global consciousness. Survivors of Lemuria supposedly founded a 5th dimensional city under Mt. Shasta named Telos. Stories of meeting tall beings, extraterrestrials, Saint Germain, and more abound. Volha and her beloved dog, Kiki, take us to many magical, high-energy sites on Mt. Shasta. They drink the healing waters, make new friends, explore the trails, lakes, and grottos. When Volha returns to LA, her spirit is renewed as she continues her life journey.
I thoroughly enjoyed these easy-reading books. Having a QHHT session and visiting Mt. Shasta remain high on my bucket list. Who knows, maybe someday soon I can combine them and get to Shasta and book a past-life regression while I’m there!
Are you part of the Great Awakening? Through my association with Spiritual Awakenings International, I meet people who have experienced Near-Death Experiences, After-Life Communication, Out-of-Body Exploration, Past-Life Regression, the list goes on and on. We are living in a time of expanded consciousness, where the past weaves into the present and angels come a’callin.
Personally, my spiritual awakening is an ever-evolving process. 2024 took me on a spiritual adventure in early November to a retreat in Arkansas. I’m finally able to share and articulate what happened to me during that retreat, led by Dayna Dunbar, a spiritual counselor and author I’d met during my years in Oklahoma.
When I saw Dayna’s autumn retreat announcement at a small, refurbished center in Arkansas, spirit nudged me “go.” I was the first to sign up and sent Dayna my deposit. As the deadline for signing up approached in September, Dayna called me on a Sunday and gave me the bad news that she was going to have to cancel, due to lack of response. She returned my money.
😩On Monday I felt strangely bereft. Incredibly sad all morning, like I could break down and weep. My rational mind was incredulous at my emotional state. It was only a retreat, for goodness’ sake. Something else would come along. But I couldn’t kick the deep sense of grief at not going to Arkansas.
📱Around noon, my phone rang. It was Dayna.
Dayna: “Send me back the deposit. It’s a strange miracle. The whole retreat filled up this morning and came together. I think it’s all for you.”
Me: 😍My spirit soared. “I think it is too. I’ll see you in November!”
🍁Autumn colors were on full display as I drove through the winding Ozark hills to the Arkansas retreat in a town near Eureka Springs. The car rumbled over a bridge rising above a sparkling river. The quaint retreat center sat across the road from the shore. My first “mystical moment” was discovering the water was part of Beaver Lake. Some thirty years earlier, I’d driven through the area and later had experienced an unforgettable dream of Beaver Lake and an intelligent, huge full moon hanging over the water. The dream sparked the opening scene to my second novel Devil Moon: A Mystic Romance. As it turned out, our retreat coincided with the rising of the great Beaver Moon. Each night we sat in silver moonlight around a fire pit at the adjacent campground, creating ceremony and community.
As the week unfolded, we enjoyed morning yoga and meditation, followed by interesting outings organized by Dayna. The meditations included deep breathwork that triggered altered states of consciousness. It was during the meditations I experienced the visions and energy activations that unfold in my latest meditation, VISIONS UNDER THE BEAVER MOON.
The visions revealed a past-life in a Native American society and an association with a female shaman in the White Buffalo Calf Woman tradition. For details of the visions, please listen to the meditation. Evidently, I had some sort of “spiritual appointment” at Beaver Lake. Something not in the meditation is verification of one detail. In the first vision, I was led across the water to a small cave. The roof of the cave was common stone, but there were also pockets of geode crystals embedded in the stone. They sparkled and glinted. On the last day of the retreat two young participants kayaked across the water and found a small cave with the crystals in the roof!🤷♀️
In the months that have passed, I’ve developed a deeper kinship with Native American traditions, such as flute music and ceremony. I was also led by spirit to read Return of the Bird Tribes, a popular 1980’s book channeled by Ken Carey. An entire section covers the legend of White Buffalo Calf Woman. A shaman and storyteller, Yellow Hand Spirit Woman, has recorded it on YouTube for all interested in the tale and prophecy, White Buffalo Calf Woman by Ken Carey.
My ability to connect with spirit feels quicker and more spontaneous than before. My body jolts with energy and my connection to nature feels stronger. I often pray about weather, fires, and the earth’s cycles.
I invite you to join me on my spiritual journey through that week recreated in VISIONS UNDER THE BEAVER MOON. I encourage you to follow your spiritual nudges to discover personal revelations as we all explore this Great Awakening.
It’s been a while since I’ve written a personal post here. Personally, I’m enjoying life. Living near six grandchildren, ages 12 to 1, in the redwood forest of the Santa Cruz Mts. of California, my days are filled with kids, carpooling, and natural beauty. Oh, and lots of laundry.
I do not, however, live in ignorant bliss of the headlines reporting war, injustice, and chaos going on in the world. It’s difficult to keep a cheery, hopeful outlook for the future my precious grands will inherit.
So, as always, I turn to my foundation of faith and spiritual connections. I respect the beliefs of others, even as I turn to Christ-centered prayers and meditations with my spiritual guides. Inspiration for a new meditation arose as I felt the need to rise above the noise and confusion of the world. Images of a higher room floating in the atmosphere emerged even before Artemis II made its historic trip around the moon. At the center of what I call the Celestial Lounge is a sentient being who at first glance might look like a bright blue and white robotic machine. Or perhaps an odd angel. I’m not sure. However, when I visit the Celestial Lounge, I sense an ageless wisdom and fathomless kindness from the one I call The Host.
I invite you relax and rise up to the Celestial Lounge the next time you need a break from current harsh realities on Planet Earth. When you return, do your part to make our world a kinder, cleaner, saner place to call home.
In 2023 spirit led me to volunteering for My life was transitioning from my busy Hawaii years to unknown possibilities on the mainland. Through SAI I’ve met amazing people all on the path of Spiritual Awakening. Nowadays much of my time is spent writing mailers, designing publicity images, and attending zoom
It’s been nearly twenty years since my first Reiki healing session which revealed a past-life connection that had darkly influenced much of my life. When Helen Nibs stood over me and said, “I think you were sacrificed in another life,” the truth of that resonated in my soul. It took about two years to fully comprehend all the implications of that past life and ultimately find a path to forgiveness that liberated and healed me.
My explorations into other expressions of myself through the Akashic Records have led to greater understanding of my relationships, interests, talents, and tendencies. The person I am now is only a fraction of my whole soul, my personal I AM.
It’s only been in recent decades that people of Western culture have had the freedom to explore the possibilities of reincarnation. Even Eastern cultures that have embraced reincarnation have perhaps been given a distorted version through their culture and religions. But now a person can research and explore the possibilities of past lives that have profound influences on the current existence. Whether it be through connecting with the Akashic Records, booking a Quantum Healing Hypnosis Technique (QHHT) session, or some other past life regressionist, the door to self-exploration is open.
Personally, I’ve found my guides and Higher Self continually lead me to spiritual growth. This fall on a retreat in Missouri I experienced a series of visions in the meditation sessions showing me connections to an indigenous life from another time period. I understood then why that region feels so much like “home” and my deep connection to nature.
I hope that this meditation can serve as a tool to help you explore past lives and see the connections of the many expressions of your soul. Unravel your personal mysteries and open the way to healing and happiness.*
*If you have a personal experience from listening to this meditation that you would like to share with me, please send me an email at supernalfriends@yahoo.com. Bright Blessings ~ Dana
One morning in 2018 on the day of a lunar eclipse, I was standing in my lovely Manoa Valley apartment in Hawaii when the strangest thing happened. A small optical illusion appeared before me of a round bubble that suddenly popped and disappeared. Immediately after that, the vision in my right eye blurred. No pain, no eye redness. But my vision resembled looking through a shower curtain.
Of course, I immediately began an Internet search and discovered it was a fairly common occurrence, a tearing of a delicate membrane. Later in the day, I happened to gaze into the setting sun, which actually showed me the jagged opening behind my eye. Now, a normal person would have gone to an eye doctor. Instead, I sat down in meditation to get intuitive direction. The message I received was surprisingly straightforward:
This is unfortunate. The strong energy from the lunar eclipse triggered a weakness in your eye and caused the break. It will get better and heal, but it will take time. We will guide you along the way.
Originally published in 1990, the MAP protocol was developed by Machaelle Wright of the Perelandra Center for Nature Research in Jeffersonton, Virginia. It is very simple, yet profound. Wright offers a concise how-to instruction to connect with two specific nature spirits, The Great White Brotherhood, Masters of Ancient Wisdom, and your higher self. References to The Great White Brotherhood are traced back to the rise of New Thought in the mid-1880’s and the founder of the Theosophical Society, Helena P. Blavatsky. They’ve threaded their way through the New Age movement and are seemingly more in touch than ever with human beings, if a simple Amazon search for them in books is any indication. Personally, I think of them as spiritual physicians who are helping us from the Otherside, but I suspect that’s an extremely simplistic viewpoint.
I’m not going to detail the protocol, as I think it would be unethical to lift that from Ms. Wright’s book. However, the process is easy and requires nothing more than time and intention. Back in 2018, I unfurled my yoga mat, laid down, and went through the mental protocol for the healing sessions. My memory of those sessions has gotten vague from the passage of time, but I was faithful in following the protocol on quiet tropical evenings over several weeks as time allowed. One night stands out in my memory. Lying on my mat, I felt a small, buzzing on my right temple, like an invisible drill or laser performing a psychic surgery on my eye. It seemed like I was surrounded by a spiritual medical operation team. A vivid imagination, you say? Perhaps, but my eye got better in the ensuing months. In fact, today my vision is better than it was before the incident. Back then both eyes were so near-sighted, I’d worn glasses since middle school. Now, my right eye sees distance so much better, I rarely wear glasses except to drive. My left eye is still as near-sighted as ever.
Okay, fast forward to 2024. What with the pandemic, moving to California, crazy politics, and, well, life, I hadn’t thought about MAP in years. Then this spring, I acquired a bothersome virus going around that went on and on. Just when I thought I was getting better, a family crisis further lowered my immunity. On April 11, I got up from a nap and my left ear was totally clogged, my hearing very impaired. Though I had no pain, having my head filled with fluid was tiring and annoying in the extreme. Not to mention being half deaf. I tried all my holistic tricks, but nothing seemed to help. Then dizziness set in, which made me actually go to a doctor. The diagnosis was good news/bad news. No infection (good news). Diagnosis: dysfunctional eustachian tube, for which there isn’t simple medical treatment (bad news). Back to the Internet. People shared their experiences with dysfunctional eustachian tube. Many talked about having it for YEARS! What?….No.
So, back to the energy medicine drawing board. I went to a pricey Reiki healer. We had a great time and my general health improved, but not my ear. I discovered the Enhanced Energy System I so loved in Hawaii, is now available nationwide. I went for a two-hour session in San Jose. My ear seemed a little better, but far from healed. Finally, I remembered the Medical Assistance Program, MAP.
I got out the little blue book, rolled out the yoga mat, and went into the protocol. The first session lasts an hour, a time for the spiritual physicians to assess, diagnose and designate the right medical team. That sounds so strange, I know. But, I had nothing to lose. Plus, my sensitivity to energy has enhanced through the years. Whereas before I mainly had faith that “something is happening.” Now when I open a MAP session, I know something is happening.
As I call in the connection prescribed in the protocol, I can feel the energy. I literally jump and jerk with it. Physical healing energy manifestation is nothing new at this point. It happens all the time when I am in Reiki sessions. There can also be changes in the air, like waves of coolness, which I call “angel energy.” Once I began the MAP sessions, the ear got incrementally better. Instead of being clogged all the time, it varied in intensity. Then, it was much better after lying down but filled up if I bent over too much. Then, over the course of two days, it completely healed. No clog, hearing restored. Yea!
I’ve decided to keep the MAP sessions as a regular part of my health regime. For one thing, they are restful and enjoyable, lulling in the healing energy. A dose of healing energy is rejuvenating. Plus, there are always things to work on–physical, mental, and emotional. I highly suggest reading the book to discover all the ways working with a spiritual medical team can enhance your daily life. You, too, for under $20, can work with your personal wise and wonderful spiritual medical assistance team! 😊
Several weeks ago, Spirit nudged me to create a meditation for people dealing with grief. At the time, I wondered if it was a portent for things to come. Of course, grief is part of the human experience. Loving deeply delivers greatest joy, but also greatest loss when a loved one dies. At this point in life, I am no stranger to grief. I’ve walked the path of the “Valley of the Shadow of Death,” as described in Psalm 23, most memorably when my mother died, and later, my husband. Both greatly loved, both greatly missed.
For me, grief is something to acknowledge and experience. It’s a time to slow down and allow feeling to bubble up and flow out, sometimes in tears, sometimes in closet cleaning or long, long walks. The relationship mourned is not really over, but transformed. With my mother, I ultimately came to feel how much of her lives on in me–my style, my voice pattern, my love for music and family, my ready smile. Gratitude replaced grief.
Grief for my husband took a different route, as it seems we maintain a relationship of sorts as he has simply gone from physical to non-physical. We aren’t in a day-to-day marriage any longer. No more, “what do you want to eat? What should we do tonight?” But rather, he is still around when I really need him, but most of the time now, we’re leading our post-marriage lives. Me, still on planet earth, he in another dimension. But when I am in a crisis, he makes his presence known, usually through music or the sudden appearance of coins.
Two weeks ago, grief came calling to my family as my older daughter, Sara lost her father-in-law, Gary. He’d gone into sudden decline, entered the hospital to hopefully get stronger, but instead, passed away. I’d been following the unfolding drama through long-distance communications with Sara. The afternoon Gary was breathing his last breaths, I found a shiny penny sitting on top of my car. How strange, I thought. How did that get there?
A couple hours later, I received the message that Gary had passed. Though not surprised, I still felt the reverberating shock wave of emotion of the family gathered around his bed. Gary had been a strong, much beloved center of his family. Greatly loved, now to be greatly missed.
When I returned to my car, a bright shiny dime sat in the passenger’s seat. The penny, the dime. Now I got it. My husband makes his presence known when I need him….Truly, love never dies.
The Relief from Grief Meditation is my humble offering for those dealing with the pangs of loss. Hopefully, those who listen will feel their spirits lifted and find their way ever so steadily to joy and appreciation for the love they have known.
