Spirit medicine for children (and adults)

Mary Poppins

    I don't know why I was slow seeing it, but when when I saw it, I had zero doubt it was true.

    The ongoing shooting and killing American school children, while national, state and local officials do nothing to prevent it, is destroying America.

    With absolute certainty, the rest of the world knows America is not "one nation, under God", because America does nothing to stop the massacres.

    It is crystal clear the so-called American "adults" are only capable of talking and sticking their heads in the sand and, basically, jerking off. 

    My dreams last night, April 13, 2023, pointed me toward giving American children, and all children, stuff they can use to help themselves, 

    So, I begin with simple prayer any child can make to God, or to whatever a child hopes or thinks started everything:  

    "I ask for protection."

    There is a soul alchemy ritual any child (or adult) can use. 

    Close your eyes, focus on what most concerns you, and ask for "spirit medicine" for that concern. 

    That's it. The medicine will come. What the medicine will be is unknown.

    Perhaps a child is delivered from an up close physical threat. 

    Perhaps a child is taken from this life, because there is no longer reason for the child to be alive on this planet.

    Perhaps a child's soul is taken and a different soul arrives, because it needs to experience what the departing soul did not need to experience.

    Perhaps no perhaps - those three actions already are implemented for American school children, because they are innocent and their parents and governments have not taken steps to prevent them from being massacred at their schools.

Matthew 18:3

And he said: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven."

Matthew 19:13,14

Then were there brought unto him little children, that he should put his hands on them, and pray: and the disciples rebuked them. But Jesus said, Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven.

    In the Gospels, Jesus told his disciples that he taught the masses in parables, but he taught them in secret the mysteries of the Kingdom of God, which wise men and kings would give all they had to possess. 

    What did Jesus teach the disciples in secret? 

    Who knows, who was not with them?

    In early June 1995, my complete being lived three parables as they came into me. 

    A young budding New Age healer suggested that I let her take me into a past life regression, which hopefully would help me come out of a 4-year-dark night of the soul, which had onset in 1981 after I was told in a dream, "With respect to St. John of the Cross, you haven't seen anything yet." Then, I was swathed with pure, raw Evil, and I woke up, gagging and choking, trying to get the Evil off of me.

    The details of the dark night might interest some people, but I think would distract from school children in America being massacred. 

    So, back to the young budding New Age healer, who had a way of leading people into closing their eyes and imagining they were and walking down some steps into a cellar, where the show would begin. 

    I was used to working inside, by using the soul alchemy ritual describe above, which is not inclined to conform to anything dreamed up or invented by human beings.

    As the young budding New Age healer led me down to the cellar, I went into a trance, and very slowly, I had an experience that caused my heart to heave and oceans of tears to flow out of my eyes and rivers of snot out of my nose.

    The young budding New Age healer said it was a past life experience, and she hoped I would start to feel better. I told her it was not a past life regression, but was something else. She seemed skeptical. 

    I wrote it down, verbatim, and it is the first vision reported down below: "of men, wolves and angels." 

    The next day, I met with the young budding New Age healer, and she started me down the steps into the cellar, and I had another vision, which had the same effect on me as the first vision. 

    The young budding New Age healer said this was a second past-life regression, and I said it was something else. That vision was written down and is included down below: "something about lions"

    Two days later, alone in my home. lying on my wife's my bed, I went inside and had a third vision, which had the same effect on me as the two prior visions. I wrote it down, and it, too, can be read by children and used by them: "the gift"

    About a week later, the 4-year dark night began to lift.

    Here are the three soul alchemy visions, which contain universal principles and energy, which can be absorbed by children and also by some adults.

of men, wolves and eagles … 

    Once upon a time there lived a man named Joseph, who grew tired of living with people and left his village and went into the woods to live. 

    By and by, a wolf pack discovered Joseph and over time got to know him and that he was not like other men, and eventually they took him into their pack. The leader of the pack was a red wolf named David, and soon David and Joseph became fast friends, and they hunted and played and slept together like . . . wolves. 

    Then one day, the men in the village where Joseph had lived learned from hunters that Joseph was living with wolves. The men decided it was not right for a man to go off and live in the woods and run with wolves, so they got their guns and set off to find Joseph and bring him back to the village, to live like a man. 

    The men came upon the wolf pack sleeping in the sun next to a bluff. The wind was blowing off the bluff, away from the wolf pack toward the men, which prevented the pack from scenting the men as they approached. By the time the wolf pack realized the men were there, the men had the pack surrounded, pinned against the bluff. 

    David wanted to order the pack to attack, but Joseph said, “No, I am a man, they will listen to reason, let me go and speak with them.” Although David did not like this idea, he agreed to it because Joseph was a man. But the men would not listen to reason and they shot and killed the entire pack and took Joseph heartbroken back to the village. 

    Joseph languished in the village for many weeks, blaming himself for the death of his pack. 

    Then, Joseph has a dream, in which he sees David’s face. David is angry, but says nothing, just stares.          Finally, Joseph blurts out that he did the best he knew how to do, and he’s so sorry for the way it turned out! David says, “Better that we attacked and died like wolves, than be slaughtered like sheep!” 

    Then, Joseph is back with the pack, against the bluff, surrounded by the men. David says he wants the pack to attack. Joseph says, “And I will lead the charge!”    Then, they hear a voice, the whole pack hears it, say, “There is another way, ask for another way.” Never before have Joseph, David or the pack had such a thing happen, but Joseph asks for another way. 

    Suddenly, a great bolt of lightning strikes the ground between the pack and the men, stirring up a huge cloud of dust. As the dust settles, the cloud begins to take the shape of something huge. The wolves and Joseph then see a pair of golden eyes peering from the bushes behind the men. Then a second pair of golden eyes. Then a third pair. Then ten pairs. Then a hundred pairs. Then a legion of . . . wolves’ eyes. The men are moved by some force to turn around and see what the now delirious pack already see. 

    The men turn back around and find themselves face to face with a great towering eagle, whose piercing golden eyes penetrate their hearts. Then, they hear, “These are my battle angels. You may leave this place and go back to your village, taking your guns with you, on condition that you tell everyone what has happened here today.” 

    To this condition the men readily agree, and they return to their village and tell everyone what happened, and they go to nearby villages and tell it.

something about lions …

    Once upon a time there lived a woman named Alya. She was the medicine woman in her tribe, using herbs and poultices and spirit ways to help her people. Yet she had one flaw: she hated lions, because a lion had killed her father. Her hatred caused her to cast spells against lions, which caused her husband great concern. He often told Alya that her war with lions was going to get her into big trouble, but she was a medicine woman, she knew the ways of the spirits, and she did not listen to her husband. 

    One day while Alya was out gathering herbs, she spotted a lion sunning himself in tall grasses on the savannah. She hatched a scheme in her mind to sneak up on the lion and cast a spell on him, which would enable her to steal his spirit and have it for herself. As she crept closer to the lion, she began chanting softly and seeing in her mind’s eye her spell taking over the lion. However, she was so focused on what she was doing, that she did not see in her mind’s eye the lion’s mate returning from hunting. Nor did she see the lioness catch her scent, drop her kill from her mouth to the ground and circle around behind. Too late, Alya realized her peril, just as the lioness took her from behind.
    Next thing Alya knows, she is in the spirit world, standing before the Lion Spirit. Trembling with terror, Alya wants to run away, but the Lion Spirit speaks to her heart, says, “There is something you do not yet know.” 
Then, Alya is back on the savannah, watching a hunter from her tribe sneaking up on a nest of lion cubs, whose parents are away hunting. The hunter has a twisted spirit, and decides to kill the lion cubs just for the fun of doing it, even though killing any animal just for sport is taboo in his tribe, which worships the Lion Spirit. On returning to his village, the hunter tells no one what he has done. 
    When the lion and lioness return to their nest and find their dead cubs, they are enraged. They catch the hunter’s scent and track him back to the edge of the village, where the lion hides in a thicket and begins roaring and bellowing out his rage over what has happened. The hunter knows why the lion is there, doing that, but still he tells no one. 
    Alya’s father, the tribe’s leader, prepares to go out and face and kill the lion, because it is his duty to protect his tribe from marauding lions. And so he sets out to face the lion, even as the hunter lets him go without saying what has happened to bring this about, and that a lioness is also out there with the lion. 
    Alya’s father quickly finds and confronts the lion, and is preparing to kill it with his spear, when he is taken from behind by the lioness. In her horror, Alya helplessly watches on, even as she now realizes that her hatred of lions was completely misplaced. She feels awful. 
    Then suddenly Alya is back on the savannah, stalking the lion whose spirit she once wanted to steal for herself. The lion looks up, stares into Alya’s eyes. She shakes all over, is terrified, but does not look away. Then something takes hold of her, she says to the lion, “I have lost my father and you have lost your cubs. I will be your cub.” The lion looks deep into Alya’s spirit, nods, says, “And I will be your father, and will always protect your front.” Then beside the lion is the lioness, who says to Alya, “And I will be your mother and will always protect your back.”

the gift …

    A sleeping man dreams he sees the back of a young yogi meditating in the lotus position. Before the young yogi appear two cobras, raised up, hoods flared. One cobra is pure white, the other pure black. Both beautiful. The white cobra says to the young yogi, “We came to you once before because you were innocent, and you knew we brought a gift and you believed you had to choose one of us and you chose me.” The black cobra says, “We come before you again because you now are wise.” The yogi, now very advanced in years, weeps, chooses them both. The sleeping man, now an old man, awakens, crying.