Archive for October, 2008

Menu for Bodega Bay Weekend of Classes

Since the people attending this special weekend of classes  (Animal Communication and Past Lives) are all raw foodies, I’ve decided to cater the class myself!

Here’s the menu (all raw, vegan and living foods):

Friday Dinner

Coconut Curry Soup

Live Moo Shu veggies (a variation of the recipe posted here), with some sub’s to avoid using migraine-causing Nama Shoyu

Cinnamon Raisin “French Toast” for dessert

Saturday A.M.

Fresh green juices, followed by fruit or Cafe Gratitude’s almond “toast” recipe

Saturday Lunch

HuuRaw Chips (carrot curry flavor–with chia seeds–found at our Whole Foods)

Sprouted Red Lentil-Sweet Potato Hummus

Hemp Seed Tabouli

Parsnip “Rice” from Cafe Gratitude’s I Am Grateful

Carrot Cake for dessert

Saturday Dinner

I AM DAZZLING Caesar salad recipe from Cafe Gratitude’s I Am Grateful

Tomato Mushroom Bisque (warmed) from Cherie Soria’s The Raw Revolution Diet

Simple Collard Rolls (avocado, sprouts, micro greens and tomato)

Banana Nectarine Pudding in a Pumpkin Seed-Almond-Date Crust for dessert

Sunday A.M.

Fresh green juice, followed by optional fruit or almond “toast”

Sunday Lunch

Savory Squash “Bake” warmed in the dehydrator

Braised Greens from Cherie Soria’s The Raw Revolution Diet

Mmmmm … as a Lazy Raw Foodist, it’s unlike me to go quite so all out on the complex and extended food prep, but I’m testing new recipes for a future book.  I also love Cafe Gratitude and Cherie Soria’s recipes–so tasty and filled with love.  We’ll be doing so much intuitive work in this class that it just seemed right to offer the cleanest, freshest food that allows us all to “veg out” after class and enjoy the view!

For a sneak peak at me giving the talk “Maximize Your Brain Function,” please click here.

Moths and Healing

We really can learn a lot from bugs!  Consider the lowly moth.  Usually not so glorious in color as its better loved cousin the butterfly, moths nonetheless can teach brilliantly about light and truth. 

“Like a moth to the flame,” we say to describe seemingly uncontrollable actions in the name of love or desire.  The expression often carries with it a sense of pathos.  Poor moth, unable to resist the fire that would destroy it!  And yet, there’s something admirable in that kind of one-pointed devotion to the light.  It reminds us of the potential we all have for true healing through love and Oneness. 

Shortly after we moved to Las Vegas, New Mexico, in 2002, we learned that in May and June, moths overrun the entire town.  Screens and adobe walls do little to deter these shiny grey intruders, and every morning meant awakening to glitter on our pillows.  And sheets. And floors.  And windows.  Moths, pressed against our screens!  Moths on the counters.  Antennae and wings streaked across our bathroom floor from accidental nightime tramplings.

Still recovering from a brain injury,  I found the whole scene maddening.  They flitted in my peripheral vision, teasing eyes that preferred to shut out a world which no longer made much sense.  Anything that moved or flickered bothered me in ways a healhty person cannot fathom.  It felt like pieces of my soul were tickling me with stinging nettle.  My neck would spasm as my eyes twitched, trying to interpret a fluttering world.  I’d grow dizzy and the room would spin.  If my surroundings did not stay completely static, then I felt sick.  All change was bad change, and I had literally developed tunnel vision as a way to cope.

Night after night, I sat at my little writer’s desk, tense with the prospect of grey moths dive bombing my face.  It’s not like I could write for more than 15 minutes anyway!  My eyes would pulse into a migraine after a short time of visual stimulation.  I resented these moths for taking my preciously small amount of visual attention and wasting it!  I wanted them OUT of our house, but every evening more and more appeared. 

Killing them, even if I’d wanted to, meant a gruesome, sticky mess, and so I became obsessed with catching them.  My first night of moth hunting, I only captured a single moth, and it took me three hours to do so.  I chased dozens of moths around the house holding a glass in one hand and a postcard in the other, determined to trap and release.  They made a game of it, lighting on the wall just long enough for me to aim, but not long enough to pounce.  My impaired brain and visual function definitely left me at a disadvantage.  Through tears, I swore the moths were mocking me.

Finally, after hours of missed opportunities, I managed to land a glass on the wall above a moth.  I carefully slid the postcard under the lip and triumphantly showed my now-husband. 

“What are you going to do with it?” he asked, somewhat bemused. 

“Put it outside,” I exclaimed, throwing open the door, at which time ten more moths enterred our home.  I fought and lost the battle with tears of frustration.

“That’s enough for tonight,” said Stephen, giving me a hug.  “You need to rest up for tomorrow.”

Practically sulking, I went to bed and had an exceptionally good night’s sleep.  I awoke the next morning to the usual glitter and wings, but somehow I felt a little more relaxed.  … Until that evening, when the moths began their nightly blitzkrieg.  This time I developed a strategy.  I would follow one or two around the entire house, wearing them down so that they couldn’t dart away from me at the last moment.  

The moths moved fast around my head, reminding me of Wolfe Pursuits–an exercise from my old days of vision therapy.  Three times a week, I had needed to go to the behavioral optometrist’s office, wear prism glasses and follow two curved handles with little silver balls on the end, expertly guided by trained vision therapists.  The goal was to line up the silver balls without shifting my eyes from their smooth flowing motions.  While doing this, I had to concentrate on the entire room as well, because my doctor would sneak up on me to ask, “What color shirt is Willy wearing today?  Who’s behind you?  How far to your right is this chair?” If I turned my head, I had to start over.  

These moths zoomed in front of my face like the silver balls, leaving tracers in their wake.  “This is trippy,” I told Stephen, who continued to look bemused.  That night, I could have caught both moths, but I had forgotten the glasses in the kitchen!  This strategy required more planning than I’d anticipated (no surprise since my sequential reasoning remained severely impaired). 

I was about to quit, but Stephen said, “You give up too easily.”  Well, that made me mad!  Damn moths, I muttered below my breath.  Making me chase you around the whole damn house.  Fluttering around my face.  Ha!  I snagged one on the curtain and quickly realized I had forgotten the postcards.  “Can you please bring me an envelope?” I asked.  Stephen did. 

Once I captured moth number 1, Stephen asked, “What are you going to do with it?” 

“Put it in the kitchen until tomorrow morning,” I said, recalling what had happened the night before.  I actually felt proud of myself for that forethought!  “And now I’m going to catch one more before I go to bed.”  Armed with a glass and postcard, I managed to trap moth number 2 much faster.  I set the second glass by the first and went to bed, feeling the sweet exhaustion of a well exercised body and brain.  In the morning, I released the moths outside, remembering to close the screen door so they would not immediately reenter our house.

This process continued each night for weeks, until I got so good at catching and releasing moths that I ran out of glasses, mugs and cups.  In the morning, our whole walkway would be lined with every container from our kitchen as I ritualistically removed the paper lids and let the creatures go.  “Wow,” said Stephen, “You’ve really gotten good at this.”

“Yep,” I agreed, smiling.  I also felt good.  Due to finances, I had had to quit visual therapy before healing all the way.  Chasing moths reintegrated my vision and brain with surprisingly similar methods.  No, I didn’t have prism glasses, but I did learn to follow moving objects with my eyes instead of my head while paying attention to the entire room. My horribly dimished peripheral field re-opened because I needed it to catch the moths.  (They were tricky!)  My sequential reasoning improved as I spent hours trying to outsmart these furry little insects, and my balance returned by practicing launches and then steadying myself until I could slide a postcard over the glass.

By the time I realized what was happening, moth season ended, but my healing had already solidified.  “Is that why you wouldn’t ever help me catch them?” I demanded.  Stephen just smiled.  To this day, I thank those moths for giving me the discipline and freedom to pursue the treatment I so desperately needed at the time.  And I thank Stephen for his smiles.  He always has liked bugs!

Maximize Your Brain Function: Laura Bruno on YouTube

Update regarding my YouTube account and YouTube censorship. Please click here for details. These videos are no longer available. I will see if I still have copies of them to post another way since YouTube has created bogus charges of copyright infringement when it is all my own material with no soundtrack, quotes from others, copyrighted material or anything else. Craziness!

I just posted an hour-long talk on YouTube: 

“Maximize Your Brain Function” covers my devastating 1998 brain injury and highlights of my recovery, how I became a professional Medical Intuitive, meditation, visual therapy, raw foods, natural ways to help heal mental illness, awakening your intuition, and finding ways to use both sides of your brain.  This talk, presented to over 60 audience members at the Petaluma Raw Food Potluck on October 3, 2008, also includes an extensive question and answer session with lots of audience participation.  I hope you enjoy it, and many thanks to my Canadian friend Kaz for getting this talk YouTube ready!

Lessons from Kali: Goddess of Destruction, Time and Change

I decided to reprint this 2007 article and excerpt from “If I Only Had a Brain Injury,” because I know that so many of you are struggling in these turbulent times.  I have lost track of exactly how many souls I’ve helped “cross over” this year, but it’s definitely far into the double digits.  Some of you have lost a lot of money; some of you lost loved ones; some of you may feel as though you’ve lost yourself.  I’ve been there.  More than once.  This article came to me in Fall 2007, but it still resonates today, perhaps even more so:

 

Black and naked (except for a necklace of 50 human heads)-hair wild and tongue out, Kali certainly knows how to make an entrance! Brandishing a sword and a human head in her two left hands, she destroys everything in her path and then dances maniacally upon the dead. In terror, awe and morbid fascination, we stare. Fight or flight?

But how can we fight she who destroyed everything we thought we knew? Cut to the core, how can we run? No matter: in a battle against the universe itself, where would we run? Old instincts flare, but they no longer serve. When Kali appears, life as we knew it ceases to exist.

As a Medical Intuitive and Life Coach specializing in transitions, I receive many “post-Kali” calls. Individual traumas vary: life-threatening illness, disabling injury, divorce, job loss, natural disaster, financial emergency, or-sometimes even more disturbing-an uncanny sense that things are about to change. (Kali phones ahead with her party plans.) Despite variations, these experiences hold one thing in common: they demand attention. What little warnings, gentle nudges, intuitive hits or lesser traumas did not accomplish, Kali has. Distractions, whether silly or sophisticated, just can’t compete with complete annihilation.

In order to begin rebuilding, we first need to examine the destruction. Doing so takes courage. Even though we ultimately need to look at the mess ourselves, it helps to have a Kali-survivor involved in the surveying process. Someone who has already faced Kali knows the pain of loss in a way that well-meaning friends or family sometimes cannot understand.

There are losses and then there is what I call a “Kali loss”: the sense that our entire reality was an illusion and nothing real remains. This feeling does not respond to typical cheer-up methods because those methods, too, reveal their illusory nature. Alone and scared, we yearn for deep, unchanging truth. Anything less just adds to the overwhelming carnage. Most people cannot afford to witness this level of destruction because doing so might crumble their own comfortable sense of reality. Instinctively, they put up walls to protect themselves, fighting us when we try to share the magnitude of our experience. When our usual support system fails, we’re supposed to turn inside, but inside’s a terrifying mess right now.

We cry out to the universe for help and Kali herself arrives-in the form of someone who has already witnessed his or her own destruction and rebuilding. Someone who honors the beauty and life-giving force of such experiences. Someone who can afford to look at our mess because his or her reality has already crumbled and reassembled in a powerfully expansive way. Non-attached to our previous conceptions or enculturations, s/he can more quickly and easily sift through the rubble, drawing our attention to pieces ready for new construction. S/he also helps us to look Kali in the face, recognizing our own prayers for change and ability to manifest the answers. When we paradoxically turn to Kali for help, she reveals herself not just as destroyer but as Mother-Creator.

Initially we might find Mother Kali in a book, a synchronous new friendship, a spiritual advisor, or Life Coach, but eventually we begin to recognize her in ourselves. By witnessing our own destruction, we find those parts that cannot be destroyed. We find our Essence, “that” which defies all labels and runs through everyone and everything. Kali’s black form absorbs all color and all vibration: she contains it all. The sword and head in her left hands symbolize Divine inspiration striking down our ego. The 50 human heads around her neck represent the 50 sounds of the Sanskrit alphabet-the root of all language. “In the beginning was the Word and the Word was with God and the Word was God.” “But the Word is very near. It is in your mouth and in your heart so that you can do it.” We feel Divinity surging through body, mind and spirit, and we, too, begin to dance. “Let the dead bury their own dead. Come, follow me.”

Only then do we notice Kali’s two right hands-ready to bestow the blessings. As a Mother, Kali does not shelter her children. She throws us into the fire and lets all illusion, enculturation and attachments burn to a crisp. We scream as costumes turn to ash, railing against a universe that allows such suffering. And then it happens. We emerge from the fiery, bloodstained pit. Lighter, easier and full of Grace. We no longer fear death because we’ve already been through it. Signs of life sprinkle the horizon as green shoots push their way through now fertile soil. We learn that some trees will not plant seeds until the searing heat of fire tears through their casings. Pain and sorrow reveal themselves as parts of Life. Freed from the limitations of fear and resistance, we can revel in naked existence. Recreating ourselves in ways that express the fullness of our being. When ego goes up in smoke, we turn ourselves inside out and let our Light so shine.

Namaste.

 

Copyright 2007 and 2008 by Laura Bruno.

Related:  “Why Telepathy Makes People Mad

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High Vibration Foods, Sounds and Colors

Hi Folks,

Sorry for a week without updates.  I’ve spent this time preparing some fun new things for you but haven’t yet had a chance to post them.  Rumor has it that one of these will appear on www.welikeitraw.com sometime this week. I’ve also got a video in the works, plus some new articles.  In the meantime, here are some easy ways to raise your vibration, which makes animal communication, telepathy and angel healing work that much more effective:

High Vibration Foods

1) Anything in its uncooked, minimally processed raw, sprouted and organic state maintains or amplifies its originally high life force.

2) Greens!  (Because they grow UP towards the sun, and also because they alkalize your system, letting you move into a positively flowing space.)

3) Food and water infused with Reiki.  Even if you only know Reiki Level 1, you can hold your hands above your food/water (or imagine doing so) in order to activate its enzymes and life force.  A highly love-infused blessing will increase vibration, too.

4) Raw cacao, provided you treat it with reverence and love, and not just as “candy.”  Consider raw cacao in the same category as tobacco or alcohol, both sacred substances, which can become addictive or vibration lowering if abused.  Raw cacao in small, loving, deliberate doses can have the effect of opening and softening the heart, inviting bliss and increased awareness.  If you don’t feel it, don’t worry.  No one’s making you eat raw cacao!  You will know if it resonates with you.

5) Spirulina and/or E3Live.  These tiny, ancient organisms bring us closer to the original, watery love-vibe of Mother Earth.

6) Goji Berries.  A Tibetan wonder, perhaps the most studied “superfood,” goji berries visibly raise the vibration of people who regularly consume them.  I can usually “pick out” the goji eaters or goji drinkers in a crowd.

High Vibration Sounds

1) “The Sound of Silence.”  Your right brain naturally receives more telepathic and auditory information.  When you want to tune in, allow yourself to tune out the static for a while.  You might be surprised at what comes through!

2) Moving water, especially an ocean, creek, large lake or stream.  Water freshens the air, allowing us to inhale more oxygen.  It also releases negative ions that sharpen mental clarity and enhance relaxation.  Listening to water reminds us that life ebbs and flows, so that we can keep our vibration high even when faced with troubling times.

3) The sounds “ah” and “oh” as in “alleluia,” “holy, holy, holy,” and “ahhh-ohhhh-mmmm.”

4) For aura strengthening when you find yourself surrounded by negativity or fear, try “Om Namo Bhagavate Vaasuudeevaaya.”  There’s a guided meditation on Yogiraj Alan Finger’s CD, or you can listen to a musical version here.

5) “The Gayatri Mantra.”  Sometimes called the original and most sacred mantra, this beautiful chant opens the third eye, heart and crown, invoking blessings through the power of sound, vibration and intention.

6) “Om.” Did you know that you can balance all of your lower chakras just by balancing your crown (at the top of your head)?  Chanting the ancient sound of Om creates resonance within your nasal passages and sinus cavities, which stimulates parts of the brain, which in turn reorganizes the rest of your energy system.  Krishna Das makes the most amazing Om sounds.  You can hear some of them here

High Vibration Colors

Believe it or not, all colors (even red, black, brown and grey) can carry high vibrations.  It just depends on your perspective. 

Although many people think of black as a “negative” color, it actually contains ALL colors.  No doubt, black presents intense energy, but consider embracing the color instead of denigrating it.  Oftentimes when we perceive black as bad, it’s because we are too close or too attached to outcomes.  Step back and ask to recognize the beauty before you.  When approached from an awareness of Oneness, black becomes an opportunity–the darkly cocooned metamorphosis, that sacred void, the profound mystery of All That Is.

Grey reminds us that nothing is merely black or white.  We fear grey, perhaps more than any other color, because it challenges us to move beyond a world of “obvious” duality.  Grey brings us to the twilight hour, where shapes shift and forms reveal their underlying fluidity.  As fog or dark skies roll in, they carry moisture, the watery force that first made life livable on Planet Earth.  Grey brings the promise of those magical moments when we see sunlight streaming through the clouds–a reminder of anticipation followed by fresh downpours of sunlight, rain and blessings.

Brown, often explained as a smudge or cloud on the aura, likewise holds potent light.  Consider that most seeds occur in shades of brown.  These lock in the life force energy that eventually explodes into active, growing life.  Moist, rich soil is brown, as is chocolate, most tree bark, and human skin when exposed to sunlight.  Brown connects us to earth energy and reminds us of the latent power running through all our lives.

Red, the color of the root chakra, is often contrasted to the violet or white of the crown chakra.  Sometimes people will read an aura as “good or bad” based on how much purple or blue they see.  Again, such judgment colors our perspective and weakens its accuracy.  Red anchors us to earth and therefore allows us to expand to higher spiritual heights while still maintaining human form.  Without strong roots, we simply cannot sustain our maximum spiritual growth.  Remember that violet comes from mixing red and blue (the root with the throat and third eye); white comes by blending all the colors.  

One of my favorite quotes of all time comes from the movie, “Silence Becomes You”:

“When the white light meets the black void, it does not make grey.  It makes all the colors of the universe.”

When confronted with “lower vibration colors,” amp up your own white light, and then look again.  I guarantee you’ll catch more rainbows!

 

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Archangel Raphael: Experiments in Communication

Some of you may have noticed that this “Animal Communication” blog has quickly turned into a blog about all sorts of communication.  Indeed, angel topics have become almost as common as animals!  You can use many of the same techniques to communicate with pets, animal spirit guides and angels, so I just post the articles as they come to me.

For today, I have a very exciting announcement:  the painting I commissioned back in February from visionary artist Deborah Justice is finally complete!  Justice (she goes by her last name) has just finished the final protective coat before coast to coast shipment, but she sent me a jpeg with permission to share the image on my blog. 

The painting itself resonates so much power, dynamism, mystery and compassion.  Having worked closely with Raphael since writing my 1995 honors thesis on the role of Raphael in Milton’s Paradise Lost, I’m just blown away by how deeply Justice portrays the essence of Raphael.  What began as a fun little experiment became an eight-month journey.  Justice and the direction of her work have both transformed through her encounters with Raphael. (You can view the painting with some suggested Raphael meditations below.)

For those of you who think you may not have experienced connections with the angels, or if you feel skeptical about this whole topic, Raphael offers a gentle way to begin.  In Paradise Lost, Milton draws upon the Apocryphal Book of Tobit’s tradition of Raphael as both healer and guide.  God sends this Archangel to Eden to converse with Adam, dine with the first couple, and convey warnings about a potential Fall from Grace.  Raphael proves himself a lively and engaging guest, relaying tales about the War in Heaven, philosophizing about differences between humans and angels, and talking about complex topics like telepathy, Ascension and merging of energies. 

No, Milton does not always use these exact terms!  As I’ve said before, he was a man ahead of his time, and he gets a bad rap in high school English classes as dreadfully boring. I sure thought so until I lucked into a Milton class taught by Professor Reid Barbour at UNC-Chapel Hill.  Suddenly, Milton came alive.  Yeah, he has issues with women, and yes, he can sound a bit pedantic, but John Milton lays it all out there.  He’s one of the most educated and rational thinkers ever to live and record his experiences.  That left brain filled itself with philosophy, science, politics, classical literature, astronomy, world travel, Italian, Latin, Greek and Hebrew.  He could debate with the best of them, and he often did.

But Milton also found ways to engage his spiritual side.  He was not exactly a fundamentalist.  On the contrary, many people viewed him as a dangerous heretic because he explored orthodox beliefs and put them to the test.  He believed that “a cloistered virtue is no virtue at all,” arguing for the importance of free will, experimentation and observation.  Unlike religions that insist on faith without reason or favor repression over choice, Milton argues that the strongest and truest faith comes through the rigors of scientific inquiry, engaging dialog, and experience.  (He even references some of Galileo’s theories in Paradise Lost.)  In this regard, Milton serves as a model for today’s group of highly educated, super-intelligent, critical thinkers who nonetheless feel called to spiritual pursuits.  He embodies intensity from all angles, letting his own grit show through in hopes of grinding that grit into a pearl.

So what’s all this Milton praise got to do with Archangel Raphael?  Well, in Paradise Lost, Milton follows the classical tradition of invoking the muse.  At some points, “heavenly muse” seems to refer to the Holy Spirit, but throughout much of his epic poem, Milton calls upon Raphael as his muse and guide through tricky territory.  Milton the poet lets Raphael the character explain controversial theology to Adam; however, I have long believed that Milton the person drew upon Raphael the Archangel as his true guide and sometimes inspiration in writing Paradise Lost.  

Having worked closely with Raphael as a guide in healing and creative work, I notice so many uncanny similarities.  A few hallmarks of Raphael:

1) Particularly helpful for people with visual problems. (Milton dictated Paradise Lost; he was completely blind when he wrote this incredibly erudite epic poem.)

2) Helpful in the process of “accommodation,” or “justifying the ways of God to man.”  Traditionally, Raphael acts as the most social and “human-like” of the angels.  Though still mysterious and different, he provides some of the gentlest and most “familiar” guidance of all the angels. (Milton the poet uses Raphael the character for translation tasks.  It’s also clear in parts of the poem that Milton the man has no idea how he’s going to explain himself; he asks for help and then some other voice and influence takes over.  That “voice” feels quite similar to the guidance and energy that intuitive healers routinely feel from Raphael.)

3) Raphael means “health of God” or “God heals.”  Raphael always brings healing wherever he goes.  (Though called Paradise Lost, this poem offers so many seeds of hope for humanity.  In many cases, those seeds have just begun to sprout in the late 20th and early 21st century.  In a 17th century text, Milton explores things like breatharianism, raw and living foods, digestion as a means to Ascension, alchemy as a physical and spiritual process, stewardship of the earth, Faith in the Age of Reason, communication with angels, man and woman’s role in the universe, the energy of love, numerology, and the evolution of our species.  These are all concerns of Raphael and areas that he and his angel friends help support and nurture.)

4) Raphael specializes in helping people embrace ALL of their brains, gifts, and faith.  As humans we have complex and sometimes contradictory experiences.  Especially as we move faster and faster on evolutionary cycles, so many people hunger to believe, yet want to honor the rational side as well.  For me, it took a brain injury to give my intuitive side its appropriate place in my life.  I learned to value both rational and spiritual and to realize that these need not be either/or.  As we move into a world of both-and, Raphael supports and inspires our journey.

So … without further preamble, I present to you Deborah Justice’s “Raphael and the Miracle” — before I have even received the original:

Raphael and The Miracle by Deborah Justice

Raphael and The Miracle by Deborah Justice

I also invite you to try some communication experiments:
1) If you have never tried to connect with an angel before, or you have and it “hasn’t worked,” you can spend some time staring at the image.  The Russian Orthodox church has long used icons as a means to deepen prayerful connection to saints.  Eastern traditions use “yantra meditations” for similar effects of calming and focusing the mind.  You can ponder Justice’s painting of Archangel Raphael as a bridge to help you develop your own connection.
2)  Download a sound file created by author, teacher and vocalist Tom Kenyon.  Tom has offered Raphael’s sounds as “a gift to the world in these troubled times.”  These are copyrighted sounds so I cannot include the file on my blog, but please do check out this free download along with Tom’s other amazing vocals.  Since we all have different strengths, some people find auditory connections easier and deeper than visual ones.  Just because one method doesn’t work for you, doesn’t mean no method will support your quest.  Experiment and explore.
3) You can try a “synesthetic” meditation by playing Tom Kenyon’s Raphael sounds while looking at “Raphael and The Miracle.”  I’ve tried this multisensory experience and personally find it a potent lead-in to meditation.  If you have trouble with your “monkey mind,” then sometimes including both sounds and visuals in your meditation allows you to transcend both.
4) Create your own lines of communication with Archangel Raphael by inviting him to support your healing journey, world offerings, poetry, painting, raw food transition, or spiritual exploration.  Such things are right up his alley, and Raphael takes a special interest in humanity at this time.
5) I invite you to share your experiences as comments, if you so desire.  Throughout years of teaching classes, I’ve noticed that people benefit from one another’s stories.  I created this blog in part as a means for diverse people to connect and honor each other in ways they may not have realized possible.  So many clients and students feel isolated in their unusual experiences, synchronicities, challenges and intuitions.  I intend this blog as a safe space for sharing and growing.
 
Peace and Many Blessings to you!
Laura Bruno
Related Information
Contact artist Deborah Justice at justicegalactica @ earthlink dot net.  She’s revamping her website, which I’ll include here when ready.
You might also enjoy this earlier post on Synchronicity, as well as this one on Essence, which helps in all communication endeavors.