Archive | March 26, 2014


It’s weird but I’m afraid of very few things. Snakes, spiders and the creepy crawlies don’t bother me but the dentist terrifies me. So when I had dental surgery I wasn’t happy but it turned out to be no big deal. Yesterday I had some eye surgery and people who knew about it were freaking out about it. Now I had a really bad experience with a dentist as a kid so that fear makes sense. You would think since I had surgery and it was not that happy an experience I would be afraid to have things done around my eyes but it didn’t bother me at all. It bothered a lot of other people including my sister. Maybe it’s because the outcome as a kid was to be able to see well for the first time is why it doesn’t bother me.

That was the source of my number 10 on the pain scale. The first time the doctor removed my eye bandages in a dark room and shined a bright light in my eyes was my number 10 on the scale of 1-10 they always ask you about. So if it doesn’t come close to that I may not even flinch much. I told the doctor that yesterday. She said she didn’t know that hurt. I told her to a little kid in the dark it hurt a hell of a lot. She said she’d keep that in mind. Doctors always seem to think kids can’t feel pain as much as adults which is pure bullshit.

Anyway, even though she had to keep giving me shots of lidocaine, it was okay. I once took 13 shots at the dentist for a deep cleaning of a quarter of my mouth so it didn’t really surprise me. I’m tough to numb up and I have come awake under anesthetic and surprised a doctor or two. So for now, the things I needed to take care of are done. I look like I was in the losing end of a prize fight. I have a black eye and since the surgery was on the upper and lower eyelids they are all bloody and puffy on top of being bruised. I’m colourful and pretty, hee! Luckily that eye is facing the inside of the cubicle so I don’t have 50 million people coming by and talking about it. My vision is a bit blurry which is annoying. I keep blinking to try to clear my eyes and they itch! I keep sitting on my left hand when I get the urge because I did it once without thinking and it hurt, a lot. Won’t be doing that again.

Yesterday I was very glad I do deep breathing sometimes as part of meditation and I had a few internal petitions going to Quan Yin and Brighid which helped when I could divert my attention in that direction. Nothing like having a doctor go at you eye with tweezers and a hemostat. I asked the doctor what had caused the kind of cysts I had and she said no one knew what caused them. It took her a lot longer that she thought because one was solid and she had to remove the capsule it was in. Ick! And probably TMI.

So now they are gone and I hope they stay away. Hooray!

A healing prayer

Holy Ladies, Great Goddesses, Kwan Yin and Brighid

I ask healing from you

I ask your loving touch and graceful waters

To wash away the pain

To wash my wounds

To wash the healing through my mind and body

I thank you for your attendance on me

The candles are ever lit for you in my heart

And the your waters of your world wash around me

Bless all those who send healing

From their hearts, from their hands and from their souls

May they be blessed as they have blessed me.

I know that healing must be participated in as much as it is bestowed from you

And from those who heal in your names.

I allow my body and soul to soak up the energy and heal

I open my self to receiving your love and healing

I open my self to receiving your avatars love and healing

I open myself to healing.

The Soul is Symphonic: Reclaiming Sacred Music

Here is a hymn of praise, a beautiful and intimate piece meant to be sung.

Hail, O greenest branch,

sprung forth on the breeze of prayers.

. . . . a beautiful flower sprang from you

which gave all parched perfumes their aroma.

And they have flourished anew  in full abundance.

The heavens bestowed dew upon the meadows,

and the entire earth rejoiced,

because her flesh brought forth grain,

and because the birds of heaven built their nests in her.

Behold, a rich harvest for the people

and great rejoicing at the banquet.

O sweet Maiden,  no joy is lacking in you . . . .

Now again be praised in the highest.

When I posted this sacred text on my blog back in 2008, I asked my friends who come from a diverse range of spiritual backgrounds to guess the author and the divine figure to whom the text is addressed. Some…

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