Crossing of Another King

July 28, 2013 - Almost a year and half has gone by as initial plans for the Starkitty Project including blog upkeep were completely derailed. The year 2012 - 2013 was by far the worst, with storm Sandy adding to the difficulty by stranding us with no electricity, no heat, no way to exit the homestead and loss of employment for 12 days. The number of Starkittys onboard at the time was fourteen. Several other personal and economic events took place which nearly devastated the project, but sheer tenacity and a stubborn refusal to give up, finally paid off. With a little bit of luck and continued hard work this year, I may be able to redirect the Starkitty Project and move it forward again after stalling for almost three full years. But this weekend brought about yet another very painful aspect of the work that any animal lover knows of; and that is to have to endure the sudden loss of a dearly beloved friend. Thunder was the second most important feline friend I was forced to put down, due to an emergency situation. I find it ironic that the romantic idea of having a loved one die in your arms does not always pan out and it seems to be that it is only the most precious ones that call you to have to do something against your greater instincts. I will not put an animal down if I can help it. But in Thunders case there was no choice. Rather than speak of the circumstances that arose from a suddenly fatal intestinal problem, I'd like to mention just who Thunder was to the Starkitty Project. He arrived in the year 2003 in the dead of a snowy/icy winter and from out of nowhere, raced up to the porch and knocked a can of cat food right out of my hand. Starving and emaciated as he was, with a huge brood of rescues on my hands at the time, I could only house this brazen and little, skinny kitty on my back porch. He stayed there until spring where I then asked him if he could help me to socialize a feral kitten who'd gotten herself pregnant and who had birthed in my garage. I put him in the garage with her and they instantly fell in love. Thunder raised Thumbelina's babies, gently watching over them as they grew. But that year the heat wave brought distemper into the yard via traveling strays and one of the kittens succumbed. Then a second and third and before I knew it - one of my inside kitties, Newt, became so ill he needed to be hospitalized for four days. One kitten named Teddy died. Thunder seemed impervious to the disease. I was able to contain it and save all the other kitties who contracted it but it was a very difficult summer. Thunder eventually made his way into the Starkitty house along with Thumbelina and her three babies. In time, Thunder became the 'big daddy' of the house and his domain was to manage the upstairs crew - which consisted of Thumbelina, her children Sahara, Sufi, Sabrina, along with Scooter, Mr. Mush, Pandora and Palomino.  Over time, he fathered over additional babies that came to the house to be rescued and raised. When we channeled initially with Thunder, he stated he was not from this galaxy but that he was visiting Earth and this was what he considered a vacation, from the duties and responsibilities he'd had on the planet where he normally resided. His dream here ironically, was to raise a family. Thunder got more than he bargained for and ended up managing several families. His patriarchal presence was that of an extremely gentle giant. My king, Pal and him were like brothers and when Pal passed away in 2006, Thunder picked up the responsibilities of the Starkitty family without missing a beat. He was the father of the family, carrying on Pal's legacy. It was through a rain of tears and with a very heavy heart that I released Thunder back to the ethers on Saturday eve, July 27th, under the steady hand of Dr. Ellen. Today I was in Wal-Mart purchasing food and sand for the crew and suddenly Thunder whooshed right through my heart. And I knew he was signaling that he was fine and fully awake on the other side. In another week or so, after final burial, I will channel with him and I have also requested that he stay on in the ethers, close by to assist Pal and Sweet Pea who have continued to this day to watch over and protect the Starkitty Project. There will be a section on Thunder's story in the Starkitty book. Just look into those eyes. Anyone can sense the strength and power of this unusual being from another galaxy. And despite the enormous gift he was to the Starkitty Project while here in feline form, I feel that my real work with him is only just beginning

On another interesting note - the trip to Dr. Ellen's did bring me a moment or two of joy for a year and half later, I was pleased to find that Elvis (see below) is still alive and very much the beloved mascot of Dr. Ellen's practice. Elvis now watches over not only the animals healing at the vet center, but he has also acquired a new friend named Angel, who happens to be a crippled chicken!

Elvis Has Arrived!

March 2012 Update on Charlie:

Last year two neighborhood Starkittys with whom I'd been occassionally telepathically checking in with, found and helped crippled Charlie to a kitty hut beneath my doorstep. (See his unbelievable arrival story below). My vet Dr. Ellen chose not to euthanize this severely crippled kitty - but to try and save his life. Long story short, Charlie and Dr. Ellen fell in love with each other and despite his severe neurological condition, he has become the king of her veterinary castle and now assists her in some very important ways!

Renamed Elvis for his very wiggly walk, he has well earned his kingship and is busy with the job of GREETER and HEALER KITTY in a very unique veterinarian practice. Elvis helps scared kittys and dogs to calm down, greets clients and has aligned his mission with Dr. Ellen - to help as many animals as possible while he is here.

It has been almost a year now since I'd left him with Dr. Ellen. Though I normally make visits to the vets more often, this year proved to be additionally challenging when my own health failed and I had to spend many months testing for organ failure in my own body. This visit, with four Starkittys in tow - all of whom hollered the whole hour ride to the vets, was alittle stressful to say the least. So it was  an incredibly heartwarming feeling to walk in and see Elvis camping out on his kings pillow on the floor, rolling about with joy and perfectly content in his 'home' domain.

The work Dr. Ellen has done on his physical body has made a stunning difference to his appearance as he is now at a normal and healthy weight - with a miraculous coat to boot. His tongue still hangs out due to many missing teeth and Elvis will never regain a steady gait again, but he has the best care a cat could have and more importantly, he has been given a real important job which helps him to fulfill his mission here on Earth. And it is stone cold clear, without even having to channel him for his thoughts - that he has been fully restored of the psychological wounding that came from the hands of a prior owner.

One of the things I have learned most from channeling animal kingdom all these years is the tremendous sacrifice that many pets have chosen to make - as spirit beings that is,  before they enter into the physical domain. They take incredible risks of failing in their missions, by allowing themselves to take the chance of living by the hands of unawakened humans. Hundreds of thousands are abused, beaten, starved and left to die as Charlie-now-Elvis the King was and very rarely does a fairy tale ending like Elvis's happen. That's why my heart is just a budding flower right now at the thought of him in his very important mission - because I know he has been restored to 100% capacity as a spirit being - even though his ravished body will always bear the injury of old wounds. This is the work of the Starkittys - to help spirit beings in animal form to fulfill their dreams for the planet. Most humans can't comprehend the significant value of this idea yet. But thankfully, there are a few million animal lovers, and animal rescue 'humans' who do get it, even if only on a subliminal level. And collectively, they are working to create balance amidst so many of humanity's imbalanced behaviors. Elvis's story is a miracle. And today, an animal healer and her helper feline - helped heal a few of my Starkittys today. How wonderful is that?

The Crash of a Dream

It was more my dream for Harry than perhaps it was his, so maybe the shift was harder on me. But we were co-designing a project together via animal communication and then suddenly, I was devastated. Just plain devastated. I never saw it coming. Perhaps I misunderstood the complexity of Harry's physical condition. But September and October was a time period that would very suddenly challenge and even threaten the Starkitty Project. Though through great loss and tremendous upset we are still here, I still grapple with the irony of it all. Prince Harry from Sirius B, yet another dog spirit in cat body, died suddenly in my arms from a heart attack. It was as swift a crossing as Sweet Pea's was, which was a passing that had leveled me for quite a bit of time. The absolute stun of any sudden crossing is a most uncomfortable experience. While there are gifts always in losses, this forced parting from Harry couldn't have come at a worst time. And I still don't see the gift in it quite fully yet - though the animals have given me Psy data to sooth my perceived loss.

Harry, since birth was special. Born with virtually no front paws, Harry was in training to be a therapy kitty. He went shopping at stores, swam in the tub, skittered about the house with the ease of any normal healthy kitten. Everyone who saw him fell instantly in love with him. ALL of the Starkittys at the Starkitty Ranch loved Harry. He'd been gifted with a veterinarian's dedicated service to him the first four months of his life, as his feet and elbows were constantly bound to give him opportunity for proper leg movement. He spent his first few months between Dr. Ellen and Diane's house, a local rehabber who helped to transport him for his bi-weekly visits to the vet. While a heart murmur had been detected and a warning was given that as he got older he may encounter more troublesome heart problems - every outward sign from Harry was a picture of pure health and he was still, so young! At a year and half, he stood up on his hind legs all the time and had amazing agility despite the few nubbed toes he had. He often raced around the house, and his zest for life may have been ultimately too much for the damaged heart he was born with.

Eager to partake in the very first publicly 'formal human honoring' of service dogs of America, in early September I'd crammed in on top of my two jobs, two additional events - one which was set to take place in LA. It was a chaotic and highly stressful time and just prior to the big rollout, I'd very suddenly experienced chest pains that told me unequivocably - to SLOW DOWN. Amidst emergency tests for a stress related heart problem, I was jamming in yet two more big events on top of a heavy two job workload. Maintaining the Starkitty ranch is a job in itself. And no one pays me to do that! Very suddely, Mama Kitty's foot needed attention. Long running legal issues regarding my home morgage issue kicked up. Hurricane Irene hit. The crew brought in fleas from the outdoor kennel and I was literally beseiged with way more on my plate than I could handle. But what do you do when a storm rolls in but try to bunker down and get thru it? And so I did - until the very night Harry died in my arms. For several weeks I battled the anger of my choice to pile on, of all things, a series of outside 'service dog events' when my very own 'therapy kitty in training' was apparently dying right before my own eyes. What had I missed in the days preceding? How could I not perceive Harry was in trouble? Wtih all of my psy skills I've always found it ironic that the most obvious things - those things that hover right under one's nose - are the very hardest to detect. I am saving his full story for the book. Because when it was explained what he did as he crossed - I can only give hint that it actually saved my life. And yes, I have communicated with Harry from beyond. He is currently in an ethereal training camp of sorts, learning how to be of even better service to humanity, before he reincarnates again. And I laugh at Harry's description of his ethereal life now because he was a STELLAR healing kitty, just as he was! I did for several weeks, feel Harry's presence right there in my heart - in a way that cannot easily be expained.

My dream for my life with Harry in the physical body he once had has crashed big time but the felines are Psy educating me that there's more to the picture, and they have urged me not to throw away Harry's gift to me with thoughts of regret. It was his conscious choice to offer me a gift thru his death he says. He told me that when I'd laid hands on him to heal him out of heart trauma he was able to see directly into my own heart - and that's where he made a split second decision to lift pressure off my ailing heart and take it with him. I cried for days upon hearing that. Harry's happy now he says. But in all honesty I still, am not.

Opportunity Abounds

Many people don't know that I juggle alot of jobs in order to sustain the Starkitty Project on a physical level, besides spearheading the esoteric Psy Data Retrieval Research work, which is constantly evolving. In 3D human world doings, those in the animal rescue industry know that healing injured and abandoned pets is unrelenting, extremely costly and exhausting work that never has an end, in an industry that never seems to evolve either. The general public is, well, generally CLUELESS as to the enormity of animal suffering that exists. You don't see many celebrities, politicians, doctors, lawyers or bankers up to their knees in animal care, handling diseased and emotionally broken felines and canines, or for that matter, sitting countless hours holding and comforting a feline amputee case overnight in attempt to help it overcome a major car hit. Delivering love frequency on a bio-energetic level is just not a job that pays (in the human reality) and so, in a world of 7 billion souls - there may only be a few million, if that, who actually DO the real work.  And most of those people are the countless volunteers who offer their energy for free (or for very low pay), to the animal shelter systems that exist. Along with many people, the economic crash nearly sank me and the SK Project and it is only through sheer determination that I've kept the project afloat these past two years. Despite the financial challenges, one or two of my several jobs of late has brought a bit of fun and excitement to 'Starkitty Central', my pet name for the beloved property that houses the participating Starkittys.

One of the projects is in fact, pretty KOOL! Recently I was asked to be RIN TIN TIN's personal photographer for The Humane Association's NYC event - 'A Special 10th Anniversary Tribute to Hero Dogs of 9/11'. And I jumped at the opportunity to give service back to yet another sentient canine soul - doing HUGE work on behalf of humanity. My telepathic communication research of 20+ years falls right in line with the cats, dogs and horses who have made concentrated soul agreements to work with humanity in effort to help assist their evolving consiousness. How could the Starkittys not join up with Rin Tin Tin? After all, half my incarnating cats are either dolphin or dog spirits inhabiting feline bodies. The hows and whys will be explained in my upcoming book. For now I'll just state that a many dogs hail from Sirius B, to which I have learned, I have great affinity with - even though I work mainly with felines. Dog mission spirits bring to the planet demonstrated 'unconditional love' for humanity - to show humanity how to behave to the very level that they demonstrate. Humans though, are alittle slow. They understand that their dogs make them feel great inside - and they'll smother themselves in a dogs love. What they haven't managed to grasp is that dogs are teachers and are actively demonstrating how all humans are supposed to act toward eachother! Because if we did that to one another - our world reality would be VERY DIFFERENT! As we all can see from world events - humans have alot more learning to do! My head Starkitty, Pal, whom now communicates from the ethers was actually a dog spirit in feline form. It was his relayed information that woke me up as to how all spirit beings come to choose their forms. 

Anyway, on Wednesday, September 7th, the original Rin Tin Tin (12th decendant) will kick off the closing bell of the NYC Stock Exchange. Flying in with his handler from Minnesota, Rin Tin Tin will then be interviewed at CBS who has decided to do a two hour documentary on the fascinating history of the Rin Tin Tin movie star lineage. The Rin Tin Tin movies ironically helped save Warner Brothers from bankruptsy. Rin Tin Tin's story itself, is utterly fascinating. Saved as a pup from the rubble of WWI, his rise to become a huge movie star is a testament to a lineage of dogs who have faithfully carried out the Rin Tin Tin legacy. The Hallmark Channel has already slated in Betty White, Ewan McGregor and Whoopi Goldberg for a Dog Hero Contest Show.

On Thursday, September 8,  Rin Tin Tin will mingle at NYC's Tilden Mansion in association with The National Arts Club, with Whoopi Goldberg, Victoria Stilwell of Animal Planet's 'It's Me or the Dog', and Daniel Rodriquez, the singing NYPD policeman.

Kinda NEATO huh? Stay tuned for news... after the events.

Channeling Pandora

I tapped in with Pandora briefly to see where she was in the Universe of late. She's far out, beyond galaxies. I had many questions for her after her passing. I'd not gotten as much in the way of dream state or Psy visitations as I have with others who have crossed, which is ironic for when she was here with me, she'd appear as raven or eagle or other forms other than the cat form she was actually in. Because her departure was so unexpected and I was left with an uncomfortable tinge of non-closure in my heart, I had especially wanted to connect with her after departure. But nothing seemed to be coming in...at all. I have had experiences before where my efforts are somehow thwarted and being a hard-head, usually once I set my mind to something, I can be relentless in my pursuit of an idea. Though that's not the way of the guru always, it is how I seem to function when I want something bad enough. I'm simply insatiable until I feel answered in some way. So I called upon Sweet Pea and Pal and a colleague for assistance. My channeler friend, whom I've worked with in ancient Egypt, is much further along in fluent telepathic abilities than I and due to our long, long history together - there is a very easy exchange with myself and all non-physical Starkittys - including the ones I can't seem to reach on my own. Pandora states that she is in a dimension that is very harmonious, where everyone existent is in sync.

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Once out of her body, she put out the call to have an experience that she had never had before. She instantaneously arrived at this distant vibrational location and took the form of a three dimensional upright being with a body that has more space between electrons - therefore she is somewhat see through or opaque. She said it's difficult to describe in 3D terms, (which is all we know here on planet Earth), what it is like there as the location where she is, is not of the same signature as our galaxy. In our Galaxy, we have light splintered into seven rays and everything is a reflection of that - the musical scale, primary colors, numbers etc. In her signature location - it is very different. He/she is not relevant she said when I asked whether she'd remained female. (It's funny how we hold in our minds what we knew them to be - and wish to carry that on for them. I just thought she'd naturally choose to remain a 'she'). So I'll continue to refer to her as she for now...at least until I process the idea of Pandora as an 'it'. The dimension she is in, she says is related to a very different kind of planetary system. She says it is not polarized so harshly like it is here. I asked her if she could make an effort to come to me in dream state so I could perceive her in her new form and if after she'd left - because she was so far - was it difficult to transmit back to me? She stated that in her reality and in many others closer to her - there is no such thing as separation. It is an instantaneous thing.

She can be here, there or anywhere she wants to be. She chooses to be there now simply for the experience she is having. She says that Earth is in a location that is far and denser and therefore the illusion of separation is so thick that it is an actual reality. She says that separatist thinking of those of Earth (humans) is a rarer thing in the Universe and what she experiences is more the common theme. She says many other galaxies function with unity consciousness than not. She said that where she is - it is very peaceful and lovely there. What a lovely thought.

A Note From Viva

It's been awhile since I've given overview to the occasional blog updates regarding all the felines posted here. Though the local work is steeped in feline healing work, the project has itself, has been expanded globally to several other participating species for quite a few years now. However, the physical 3D life, at least for the past few years has kept me knee-deep in feline healing, for the human economic crisis has had it's tragic effects on the pet industry. As a result of the times, I was unprepared for the onslaught of neighborhood felines who'd been just dumped suddenly and left to die. All the ones that made it to the Starkitty location were psychically re-calibrated and physically healed and are all additional participants of the Starkitty Project, which is an ongoing, privately funded long term interspecies communication, meta-healing & Psy research endeavor. It began in 1992 with two felines and became a formal research project in 2002, when five other felines joined the two. Immediately after their arrival, the project took a momentum of it's own and exploded into a worldwide attraction which drew many other species, entities and star-beings to the project; all whom have taken interest in the further manifestation of this venture. Psy communication with all continues and thus, the varying species continue to bring forth information about our cosmological make up and connectedness with our perceived and known Universe. What seemed a minor personal quest to understand the consiousness, dreams and mission of my two feline companion pets decades ago sparked an exploratory journey into the origins, planetary endeavors, contributions and achievements of a collective of collaborating species - all whom have a contract with Mother Earth here at this time. On the surface and to most people who meet me, who know of my love for felines, it generally registers as just a blip in their minds ' Oh yeah, she loves cats'. For one who has spent over 30 years dedicated to inter-species communication research, meditation practice, cosmology research and telepathic-Psy communication...I've only come to learn through all that research, that psychic gifting and it's functioning in the human body system in not only a heritage that belongs to all of us, but it is the very foundation of our physical living reality. This blog is merely a touchstone of the greater reality that exists alongside of humanity at this time. It is designed as an 'initiating spark' with a few offered 'seeds', delivered to the masses on a level at which many can easily integrate these stories into daily living reality. Within one of those seeds offered, is the energy of compassion on the celestial angelic level; a highly misunderstood quality of our living reality. That energy is huge, though mainly unacknowledged by humanity at this time. But when humans access it and utilize it, it sends cosmic signatures of greater consciousness throughout the planet that others can tap in to and then use. My role is as participating human scribe for the voices of our co-habiting species, their guides and associated links to the non-physical world reality. This work is led by them and by my continuous desire to learn more from them. The stories and rescued kitties on this blog are a standing testament to the mainly unacknowledged living reality of other species, which co-exists alongside of us in each and every neighborhood in the world. Anyone can lock into and 'feel' for a neglected kitty in need. The greater challenge is to integrate into full human consiousness, the divine living rights and contributions of all other species. For each species carries a life vibe signature and special code that holds the design of our living reality on Earth in physicality. When each human being becomes aware of who one is as 'soul of light and sound', is when world circumstances in human reality begins to change. The Starkitty Project is a collective effort of several species, entities and humans who are all endeavoring to manifest into human consciousness, not only a greater understanding of our origin from light and sound, but also understandings of the link between our 'non-physical' and physical body parts. It also touches on our ever expanding sensory organ abilities, which enables some at this time to hear, see and feel into our counterpart existence: the invisible, spirit-u-all realities. This blog is in part, a small slice of my everyday interaction with those who are drawn to the Starkitty light portal that has been birthed and established. Like a stranded tree on a beach this Psy communicative effort stands alone in it's unusual manner for manifesting a more balanced co-creative living reality between all species on planet Earth. For harmonious and telepathic-based co-creation on planet Earth between species is not the same thing as co-habitation, or human orchestrated dominance over other species. It is the only project of it's kind in the world and is the original prototype for future work in the area of setting into 3D reality, a fully functioning, co-creative human-other-species consciousness. And it is with deep gratitude and a great sense of humor that I continue on in this work, for in the end, no one may see the value of it except me. Chuckle.

ANOTHER Lesson of Love...

It was Bosco who found Charlie and Sebastian who helped to save his life. Had I not let Bosco out that one morning I would have never known that a crippled kitty was strangling slowly to death via his collar, which had become caught under one arm, right under my porch. This kitty had managed to crawl into Pandora's old hut and immediately cued to Bosco's sudden growl and stance, I crawled partially under to see that yet another feline in great need had arrived. Charlie's story is AMAZING for many reasons. It was one helluva project pulling this one out from under the porch. A few years earlier I'd placed a few huts under there for Pandora and her buddy Mr. B, to shelter them from winter at a time before I could get them onboard the 'Starship'. But by now and several years later, the myrtle and dirt had pushed up and I literally had to get a shovel and pull patio blocks up in order to get this little 'bin kitty' out. Luckily I have a large nylon cat shelter, in which I was able to place the bin in once I extracted it. The kitty ultimately crawled out, hissing and ferocious, but very seriously in trouble too. It was clear that he was having breathing problems. He had belonged to someone at some point, evident from the collars now strangling him. Here's where a little kitty whispering comes into play. Most people don't know this but animals in distress, no matter how bad the situation - can fully understand when help is at hand. But the trick is to help them on their time and unfortunately, most humans do not harbor the compassion and patience to work with animal consciousness in an altered state and time that often directly opposes 'human time'. IN FELINE TIME that was allowed to him, this ferocious kicking and spitting spirit being allowed me to actually place my hands on him and I was able to cut the collars off. I warn that NO ONE ELSE attempt to do this kind of hands-on work, as this is an advanced Psy communicative manner to work with animals & wildlife that very few humans at this time are adept at practicing. Instinct told me to keep him sheltered for a few hours while I went off to work. I wanted to be sure the collar had not done too much damage. I went to work hoping I could release him later on. That was not to be. I found later that this cat was completely unable to stand. It's always a dilemma when a cat in serious need comes along. My vet, a very special woman who understands the nature of my work in animal consciousness, was not immediately available. I was able to give him some remaining pain meds, left over from Pandora's surgery, and while Charlie was resting and I was waiting for my Vet, I and a colleague channeled with him. Unfortunately, the drugs had made him drowsy, so we could get very little info at first. His name is Charlie and this is his story: Charlie had been dumped very close to my home a week prior. When he was dumped the collar was ok. But one of the reasons he was dumped was because he could no longer walk. He'd been dealing with a weakening body system for quite some time. His owner, we surmised for the time being, was an older woman who could not care for him properly. He was not neutered. He had broken teeth. I knew the owner was female by the type collars that were on him. I cannot grasp how ANYONE who could love a pet, could just dump them to die on their own, alone and in such a crippled state. Why not euthanize if that's the case? Leaving him to die in agony on a street corner is to my mind, unfathomable. But that's just MY opinion. Because Charlie could barely walk, stumbling about, he'd managed to slip one of his legs through one of the collar where it got stuck. Struggling to even move, Charlie came across Sebastian, another neighborhood stray who had frequented the Starkitty property on and off in the last 2 years. Sebastion actually has people apparently, but the people leave him out all the time and don't feed him very well. So he wanders the neighborhood. Last year, Sebastian and Tiger had helped two starving feline Mama's and their kittens to my property the dead of a huge snowstorm last winter. And so Sebastian helped lead the crawling and stumbling Charlie to the hut, for safety. Charlie was in great pain and was embarrassed by the fact that he could not keep himself clean, as he could not use a litter box. Crippled, starving and sick, he also had a bad case of diarrhea. Charlie stated he had been in a great deal of pain, not only from the vice grip around his belly, and his neurological problems, but he was in pain due to starvation too and was very grateful for the meds, which took the edge off the pain. At first he wanted to hurry up and die because his dignity had been so shattered and his body was so broken. Part of the Starkitty Research is to listen to the animals and co-create with them - a living reality - engaging their full desires and cooperation in the process. And if Charlie wanted to go back to spirit world, then I would help him - but it would be in a way that honors and heals him as he goes. But on the other hand, Charlie ate 3 meals a day like a voracious horse and the food actually drove him to stand and actually exercise his wobbly legs. Using holistic means, I managed to corral his diarrhea temporarily and continuously managed him around the clock. But it was soon evident that Charlie's problems would require a long term solution; one which I did not have. After channeling with him a second time, we prepared him for a wonderful send off to the light - as my life-long history of performing crossovers is well known on both sides of living reality. The night before his planned departure at my vets office, Charlie and I sat by candlelight and called in all the crossing guides. But the next day, a miracle occurred in the split second that Charlie was revealed to my vet. She asked if she could 'try'. Dumbfounded, and knowing how overwhelmed she is in her own practice, I looked at Charlie and he gave me a nod. We bathed him, and settled him into a cage where he could watch Ellen work. I leaned into the cage to say goodby and this ferocious, growling being I'd known for two weeks, suddenly snuggled up to my hand and allowed me to scrunch his neck fur - as if we'd been buddies forever. And I knew his thanks was at hand for enabling him to try too, with Ellen. Charlie states in a most recent channeling that he instantly changed his mind as soon as he saw her and suddenly wanted to stay. Her energy was right, the smells in the location were ok, and he'd read her heart instantly. He called her ferocious lioness and he wanted to be with this lioness-healer woman. From his most awful 2 weeks of being utterly abandoned by one human being who left him to die awfully on the streets to suddenly feeling greatly needed Charlie's life was radically changed. Both fell instantly in love with one another and Charlie it ends up - is in the BEST place a crippled kitty could land; in a vet's office under a vet's special love and with full access to the best medicine money can buy. The efforts to alter the living reality of one spirit being named Charlie took many. Humans need to understand that the random and thoughtless actions of one, take many, many others to balance, correct & heal. True to the Starkitty Project planetary work at hand, this was a full-on inter-species cooperation. Bosco and Sebastian got him safetly to me. My sister ran to get him more meds and intermittently channeled too. I did the basic initial life-saving care, a colleague and I channeled with him further, and I called just the right person for him. And Ellen, my vet saved his life in yet another way. Charlie is now a Starkitty, actively participating in the Starkitty Project and working with the Starkitty vet. He says he does not know how long his body can hold, but he has been given a new sense of purpose and each and every day he lives to be with his new love, Ellen.

Along Comes Bosco...

Winter 2011 might be actually be worse than 2010, the year that just about leveled me in every way. Struggling with a troupe of Starkittys on board already, last year an entire troup of 7 kitties showed up at my doorstep in the dead of a winter snowstorm. I was able to take in five of them and one of them ended up being very pregnant, which made the count, nine total. I've been so deep in cat management that I haven't even had a chance to sit and write about that entire crew. Suffice to say, I'll have to backtrack when I've alittle time. But right now Bosco is of pressing importance, not because he is in need but because in the last 2 weeks, two new cats arrived. Bosco is ACTUALLY fully healed, shotted, neutered and READY FOR ADOPTION! Bosco is part of the story of the new ones though, for he discovered one of them tucked in Pandora's old winter bin under the porch. Pandora and Mr. B passed away not but a few weeks ago and it's been raining like the dickens. With two jobs I hadn't had time to get under there to clear the area of cat huts. I'd decided that after Pandora and Mr. B left, I would close off all doors energetically and physically to more cats raining in on the Starkitty compound. The healing center is CLOSED. After nearly 10 years of spearheading a pioneer interspecies communication animal rescue I am exhausted and need a rest. This idea of closure was not to be, just yet however. Overcrowded, I decided to try and let Bosco out as a TNR. With adoptions at a crawl, I have simply no room left and letting him roam again, though not ideal is simply a must at this point. After all, this cat does NOT BELONG TO ME! But in his first few minutes out Bosco beelined for the hut under the porch and went into stalk mode and as I got in my car to go to work, I immediately snatched him up and put him back under lockdown. Under the porch I discovered a very sick kitty strangling on a collar he'd managed to squeeze his arm through. More on him on the next blog. Anyway, this latest emergency has forced me to keep Bosco on the porch for safety issues. BOSCO IS UP FOR ADOPTION. I REPEAT! HE'S UP FOR ADOPTION! Bosco's Story: Bosco began frequenting my porch in the mddle of the night this past winter. As I'd collected up all food last year since Pandora and Mr. B. were now indoors, there was not a remnant of kitty food available. Very shortly however and after the few midnight sightings, Bosco literally came to my back porch door and refused to leave. In fact, Bosco talked and sat and talked and sat and talked. On closer inspection, I saw that his entire neck had been ripped to shreds. In a month I was able to get his wound to seal over and begin to heal using holistic remedies. Then Bosco did it again, he fought and this second time half his cheek was ripped off. Whomever he was fighting with was quite vicious. Bosco was not neutered but certainly had been domesticated at one point. He's very friendly. I was able to channel with him briefly. He named himself and said he was from the local area but his people didn't really care about him. Certainly whomever 'owned' the cat had not noticed the gaping wound to his neck and cheek? They never neutered him either. And apparently, they weren't feeding him in the dead of winter either. As Bosco stated, 'they didn't care and it was what it was". He was dirty, very thin and it took two months to fatten him to a respectable level. Miraculously, Bosco tested negative for FIV and FeLV. Today, he's healthy as a horse and of course, such a super cat that he really needs people & a home he can call his own. He's about 2 yrs, maybe. If anyone is ready to love this little guy, he is like a dog. He'll follow you absolutely everywhere. He's a guy who wants to be IN your life, not just a token. Those who are interested - contact me at my website http://www.starkittys.com/ He's incredibly handsome and just in case Bosco isn't the perfect personality fit, I've still got Vea on board, who's almost a duplicate of Bosco looks-wise but with a very different personality. Bosco wants to settle down. He wants out of the fighting and wants to work with his humans on a more conscious level. He wants humans who will actually have a 'relationship' with him. He doesn't mind coming in off the streets if he can live in a home where the people acknowledge him for who he is... and for his contributions to their family. The work he is to do with his new humans, is important he says.

A Blessed Friend Follows

She knew it was high risk as we'd discussed it many times before we attempted the surgery. The journey with Pandora while she was in form was a fascinating shift from what we all believe to be 'feral cat'. And the big debate of the last year was - as a full DNA level feral, did she want to stay indoors with the Starkitty family? (she'd developed an aggressive cancer in her leg) Did she want me to try to give her more time in this body? I was in constant touch with her on this and the answer when always asked about this was - yes. There was always more to learn, she stated. She knew the risk of surgery was high, but she was not ready to leave yet. And I was not ready for her to leave either. And so on Wednesday the 13th and with high hopes, our vet attempted to give her some extra time via surgery. It was not to be. Pandora took her last breaths in my arms at 9pm that night, unable to survive the challenge of the procedure. I must admit - I was taken off guard. Despite the challenge at hand, I was confident she'd survive. And of course, human arrogance is always challenged by spirit world. Pandora may have been about 9 or 10 years, an age that was guessed on when she delivered to my door, my reincarnated squirrel friend Scooter, approximately 7.5 years ago. Scooter was taking on his first attempt in feline form, after having developed a relationship with Pal as squirrel many years ago. He'd died of a congenital spine defect, which was what brought him to live with us in the first place. In striking up a friendship with Pal, that included telepathic exchange, Scooter chose a feline form as his next body.Pandora having wild DNA, was the perfect choice for him to be birthed through. As a local feral, she delivered him and his brother to my doorstep as kittens and both now live with me. So Pandora was too on board finally and living with her sons, whom she saw occasionally when they were to visit her on the porch where she lived. Pandora, also part of the Starkitty Project had communicated with me throughout her life. I was to learn that she was a shapeshifter and enjoyed exercising her abilities immensely when she was outdoors catching her prey. She came to my third eye several times but the first time was a surprise because she came in Eagle form. It was then that I learned that she had been raven and other wild animal forms and had for centuries, worked with human light workers on the planet as a shaman/shapeshifter. Her story blows the doors off the term feral. Because she was so much more than that, Pandora's story will also have it's place in the Starkitty book. I've asked her sons to maintain a telepathic link with her, as I recognized many years ago that Scooter was very attached to her and could call her in from the wild when I requested he do so. And we are tuning in to her next week - now that she is in spirit world, so we may learn more details of her experience in crossing over. There is still so much to learn from her and from the spiritual-telepathic links that each feline has to one another. Image to the right: Scooter now in his feline form. Middle image: Pal and Scooter in squirrel form. Top Image: Pandora.

The Crossing of Another Dear Friend

You can look right into those eyes and just know that Mr. B was 'old soul'. He crossed unexpectedly early Monday morning, the 28th. The night before as I groomed him, there was not the slightest hint he was to exit. I was stunned to find him the next morning, lifeless and yet lying peacefully as if he were sound sleep. Except that Mr. B was never sound asleep when I came to feed him. He was always eagerly waiting to greet me everytime I opened the door. Mr. B lived on my porch and over the many years he was with me, he'd managed to live in many rooms in my home. Mr. B was FIV positive and this condition forced a separation from other felines, as others who were potential adoptives needed to stay apart. But Mr. B was given jobs to do. One of his last jobs was in caring for Pandora, who is challenged with a difficult type of cancer. It was a perfect job for him and he did it very well. He loved her. His life had great purpose and he was very deeply loved. Grief stricken upon the shock of finding him I was able to reach a telepathic-gifted friend and she translated what had happened. I was to find that his sudden departure was as much a surprise to him as it was to me. As heart attacks usually happen for felines, it was but a moment or two before he was out of his body. There was no time to call for help. He described a sharp pain, falling over and being suddenly out of body. He said that he'd stayed by his body but it got colder and colder and Pal, my guardian and now ethereal feline, came and told him he HAD to go to the light. Floating above his lifeless body, he was able to say his goodby's to his friend Pandora and he then left for the light. It's been a wrenching few days of deep grief for me, as much as it would be for any pet owner who's 'lost one'. The loss of this dear friend however was more than that, for Mr. B had also been an active 3D participant in the Starkitty Interspecies Communication & Psy Tracking Project. His life, his spiritual purpose, his origin and star lineage, as well as his life here on planet Earth has therefore, been traced and recorded. "B" stood for BEAUTIFUL, which was his real name. Mr. B was his nickname. What appeared as an ordinary cat was, underneath the furry form - an angel who'd come to serve humanity. Mr. B's story, his contributions and message to humanity will be published, for what he did while in this life is truly remarkable. Recently, form the other side he stated that he met up with Pandora when she arrived. She moved on to the great white light but Mr. B remains very close, just on the other side so that he can assist Pal and continue to watch over the Starkitty's and traveling strays of the neighborhood. We will continue to communicate with Mr. B, as we have many other Starkitty's who have had to leave their bodies. For the time being though, I grieve deeply for the 'Beautiful' Mr. B whom I'd come to know in this feline form.

Now, About Harry....

This past April's final winter storm dumped more than just snow on my doorstep. At about 11:30pm and while on a phone call with a co-worker I just happened to peer out my back window to check snow status and was stunned to see seven kitties patiently sitting all together, staring straight at me despite their all shivering with cold. Tiger, a three legged feral stray with whom I have 'communicated' with for several years, stated that he had come across a Mama and her babies in his travels...who had just been abandoned by humans. With no place to go and no food available, Tiger stated he could not in his heart of hearts, leave them to starve when he knew of a place where they could get food and shelter. And that place happened to be Viva's house. He stated that he had very carefully crossed them all over four local streets in the dead of night to get them safely here. I was surprised to see such a young Mother feline of only 6 months (a baby herself), manage to keep her three kittens of several months coralled as she had. Another semi grown female was in tow as well. And another boy tiger kitty was traveling with them too. What was so overwhelming at first view is that the kittens were all quite sizeable by now and there was no hesitation in my mind that they would need to be herded and altered before too much more time went by. So despite my huge crowd of inside felines, in came Mama Flo, her three babies and (I guessed) her sister. Five more was ALL I could manage and onto the porch, my last empty space they went. I was forced to leave the potential boyfriend on his own for the time being, along with Tiger, who had preferred to be wild and free, despite his three legs. Harry at this point, hadn't even been born yet. Very shortly I was to learn that one of the young girls was pregnant and too far along to safely abort. Very shortly after that, I telepathically heard a 'Mew, mew, mew,' and Psy visioned the birth of her first kitten. In 3D reality, they were actually two days away from being born. As it would be, ironically, I stopped home unexpectedly for lunch two days later and found I had already physically missed the birth of her first baby - the one I had Psy visioned! I stayed and witnessed three more birthings, one being stillborn. Harry, I was immediately drawn to, perhaps because I soon discovered he was a Syndactly, with radial hypoplasia. This classification falls into the family of polydactyls, which is a genetic condition that causes malformation of the paws and toes. Instead of paws, Harry had one toe on his left side and a lobster claw on his right. But there was something about his personality that just 'gleamed!' He was brighter and lighter in frequency than the others. The kittens stayed with me for 8 weeks and two immediately went off to homes of their own. Siu Siu was adopted via my vet and Daniel, Harry's brother went to live with a friend, a Yoga enthusiast and holistic healer, who had adopted one of the youngster felines (Phoebe) from the original group. Through telepathic communication, each kitty had told us their names. I knew Harry would be with me for a while longer, as I wanted to be the one to ensure the best possible outcome for his lifetime condition. The Starkitty vet is all the way in Pa. But together, she and I and a very generous minded local cat rescuer named Diane, have worked to help Harry to develop his muscles so that he has the best use of his unusual limbs. It took almost three months of constant rebandaging of his legs to get them structurally as right as would be possible. True to a Syndactly, a fun feature is that he sits up on his hind legs often, like a bunny or a squirrel, which also adds fuel to his great appeal. And yes, we've 'channeled' with Harry and his siblings ever since. Tragically, last month Daniel died unexpectedly, not due to any genetic deformity but because a veterinarian completely botched his neuter procedure. Daniel had had one decended testicle and so the veterinarian went into his body from the stomach. A few weeks later he was dead from a serious infection. My healer friend was devastated and despite rushing Daniel to an emergency vet when he suddenly became very ill, he succumed and needed to be euthanized. The infection in his body from the poor surgery attempt had devastated his liver and bladder system. We channeled with Daniel during and after his passing. And we'll share his interesting story, his review of the procedural mistakes and shortened mission plans in our upcoming book. He intends to return to Phoebe and the young woman in time, after Phoebe has had a chance to work solo with the grieving healer. In the meantime and with Harry, I get the honor of being in the space of a frisky, outgoing kitty who makes friends wherever he goes, animal and humans alike. Harry has a heart condition so his time here is also of question at this point. But every feline at the Starship loves Harry and he scoots around happily as if there's no tomorrow. He's in training now to be a Therapy Kitty, however his future as an active one, is still pending. Harry is now one year of age.

The Economy & The Animals

This past year the sliding economy became clearly evident in my neighborhood, as I began to witness more and more feline strays traversing through my property. This past month alone I buried two beautiful feline beings, both of whom were hit by cars and both of whom laid down beneath my porch to die. I had channeled with one of them who called himself Sunny several months before, when I first spotted him peering at me from beyond my garage. He stated he 'sort of ' had people - but that they did not always feed him and he was constantly hungry. Sunny was an outstandingly beautiful deep orange long-haired angora and had I had the chance, I would have caught him and brought him to safety - based sheerly on his physical beauty. Overwhelmed with a crew of rescued cats already and of the few times I was able to spot him, I could only hope that he would be okay until that time came. Needless to say, he did not make it. I channeled with him after his passing and he was of course OK now that he'd been released from his injured body, which I had found and buried. But he did explain that the pain of the death was quite something and it was not an easy passing. The state in which I found his body, in which he was flipped upside down on his back - feet splayed, was a testament to the agony he must have had to endure. The other cat, whom I channeled with after passing, stated that though he had been born to humans, he had never even been given a name. He'd lived his life as a stray. In my work with the Starkittys, I have increasingly been challenged to compare my reality to that of animal reality. I find that as earnest and sincere as I am to learn more about their consciousness, I continuously find myself trapped by my own human consciousness. I flip between my reality and theirs. I try to understand the concept of living in the moment, as they do, but after two decades of attempting to do such, I still falter and flail in my attempts. I still hold emotions longer than I should. I still worry about my future. I still pain over the losses and disappointments I've endured. And I often wonder how much of my own soul is entrained in the wave of mass human mind. Though I have learned so much from these great beings, unfortunately too many of them pass too quickly in front of my eyes before they disappear back into the ether's. As a human, what can I do except help those who I can and report my metaphysical findings as I go forward? It feels many times, to be such insignificant work, compared to the activities that most humans engage in. Through the long term Starkitty adoption process, I have learned the hard way - just how many people don't care. Perhaps during these times, art of soulful compassion shall remain buried far beneath the human frenzy of trying to steal, cheat or wean other humans out of their hard earned money. My question to humanity is - when shall we all get tired enough to give up the game of elitism, and finally endeavor to balance the world through integral sharing? Money is after all, strictly a human concept. It has no reality base in Earth, plant or animal consciousness. Pictured above is Vea. Driven by car to this neighborhood and then dumped as a kitten by the side of a road, Vea lost sight of his siblings long ago. It took three years of hard work to get him to overcome his extreme fear of humans. Today, he is an incredibly smoochy cat, filled with more love than anyone could possibly imagine. Today, he rubs up against my leg. Today, there is no amount of money that can equal the swell in my heart.

Why CAN'T We Hear The Animals?

We can't hear the thoughts of animals because most of us cannot audibly hear the frequency range that their voices ride on. It's that simple. Just like we can't hear the electromagnetic waves that surround us, which enable us to use cell phones, TV's, computers and even cars, we simply IGNORE what's all around us unless someone else figures it out for us. We're happy to use gadgets that seem to add more convenience to our daily lives, even if most of us have no idea how a cell phone transmits a voice or a TV creates a picture image. How ironic it is that we become 'suddenly befuddled' when it comes to grasping a similar 'frequency functioning' concept such as 'telepathic interspecies communication', as if it is as alien an idea as the thought that Bigfoot might actually exist! If we were to eat all natural Earth cultivated foods, detox our bodies of junk food AND human-made drugs, sit in silence each day so as to tap into our inner soul wisdom - we'd all be very surprised at how PSYCHIC we all are. Psychic gifting is NOT for an exceptional few. It is the natural heritage of all human beings because it is directly related to the underlying energy that fuels our physical organs and bodies into an action that we call 'aliveness'. We all have some capability and most of us use aspects of our psy-intuitive perception daily because we are always 'sensing' energy out, whether we are aware of it or not. But until we clear our minds of 'overload information' emanating from our TV's and computers and clear our bodies of 'dead food residue' and drug toxins - most of us will rely on the pioneer efforts of others to lead us to greater knowledge about ourselves as souls and our planet as a consciously evolving entity. Currently humanity on a mass level is thinking, acting and behaving in energetically chaotic ways with FEAR being the most predominant thought of all. We FEAR our physical safety. We FEAR our financial security. We FEAR other human's activities. With no sense of peace within, there is little chance we can cultivate our ability to see, hear and feel into the surrounding energies of Earth and her species. The good news is that despite the chaos we currently experience, most of us can in random and spotty ways - perceive our greater reality regardless. We experience deja vu, simultaneous thought sharing, dream premonitions and we ALWAYS know when our beloveds are out of sync emotionally, even if they pretend otherwise. All of these things we already do ARE part of our psychic heritage. We just need educative formats to help us to redefine our psychic-intuitive abilities. So then why are we afraid of our psychic heritage? Because it means we all have to face truths we don't wish to be accountable for. We'd have to stop lying to one another and stealing money from each other by means of bad or shady business deals. We'd have to realize that cheating on our loved ones gets us absolutely nowhere and actually INJURES them on a deep soul level. We'd have to take full responsibility for societal creations we've built that have caused Earth imbalances. We'd have to realize that WE are the creators of everything we experience. And THAT people, is a great big challenge for humanity at this time - to fully comprehend that concept alone. This just is how it is folks. Human evolution is a very slow process because each individual must wake up from within before anything greater than we presently know can become a mass reality. Telepathic animal communication exchange exists 24/7. We simply don't want to pay attention to it. Why might it be worthy of our ultimate consideration and validation? The main reason is because all other species hold integral keys to maintaining Earth's balance. When we destroy species out of ignorance, we cause a chain reaction that always trickles back to us to experience. Until we grasp THAT concept - we will continue to create in ignorance. And unfortunately, ignorance is NOT bliss, in the long run.

Transition Sometimes Bites

On Sunday Sept 21, Pal was released back to his place of origin. His work on this planet while in physical feline form will be brought forth soon as a scribed version of telepathic channelings he gave, over the span of his lifetime. In a time almost two decades ago, when most people concerned themselves with careers, fancy cars, big houses, bling clothing and monetary success, Pal, his sister Sweet Pea and a group of psychic gifted researchers from across the country plodded quietly along, bringing forth advanced metaphysical information that would be slowly disseminated in the future decades.  This information will help return us to our organic and planetary roots, as we begin to witness the physical fallout of our separatist human thinking. Such falls we witness will be in government via human corruption, in falling institutions where money was once thought to be the almighty power and where Earth changes such as more storms, tsunamis and quakes will cause breaks in the human chain of behavioral ignorance. All of what we were taught by other humans about life will shift as we begin to see the devastating effects of what generations and generations of humanity's lost spiritual knowledge can do to a whole environment. All along our behaviors have excluded the spiritual, energetic and physical value of the plant and animal kingdoms. While we pillaged our forests and raided Earth of her natural resources, we endeavored unconsciously to shift our planetary environment to a detrimental level. This separatist behavior has included directly injuring many species that came to assist Earth in her physical stability. In our non-understanding of our connectedness to the whole, we have collectively caused a symptom whereas all of our creations now mirror back to us our distorted ways of thinking. With humanity's consciousness now at a huge turning point, many millions of people across the globe are scambling to learn about their esoteric heritage. This includes the movement to learn about meditation, yoga, Earth healing foods and herbs and includes the seeking of 'soul borne knowledge'; a form of wisdom that cannot be distorted by other humans because it comes from source directly into the individuated physical body. Each human soul on the planet carries the ability to channel the energies of their bodies in positive and harmonious ways - or in negative and chaotic ways. As more and more human creations begin to fall apart, individuated people and small communities will begin to endeavor to change their ideas about what it is to truly 'live'. They will share more with one another and will collectively learn that 'separatist thinking' can only create broken physical structures that are destined by their very foundation - to eventually fall apart. Pal's work and the work of the Starkitty Project was been a venture of love. It is a series of messages from the animals to the humans that hopefully will break apart many misconceptions as to who the animals are, or how they play a significant role in keeping 'conscious integrity' fluidly moving. Pal and Sweet Pea were the founders of The Starkitty Project. But their work expanded across the globe as far as Hawaii, and outward to many other participating species. In the course of their lives, many species joined in the project's mission. That mission is to enlighten humankind to its true organic, galactic heritage. Ongoing telepathic channeling will occur, though Pal and Sweet Pea have become formless again. For part of the Starkitty mission is to track the incredible journey from formlessness to physicality to formlessness again, so that we may have a clearer grasp of who we are as souls first, and humans second. The loss of Pal as a physically incarnate feline friend was great. But we look forward to hearing from him, as he can now deliver continuing wisdom and information from a much more expansive place.  Bless you Pal and Sweet Pea - your work carries on in the legacy of remaining Starkittys, who have all experienced your direct teachings and wisdom.

2008 Starkitty Project Update

http://www.bluechakra.com/ is the support vessel for a pioneer venture, The Starkitty Interspecies Communication Research & Rescue Project (The Starkitty Project). Our book 'Channeling the Wisdom of Earth's Other Species' chronicles the events that unfolded when I began to 'telepathically channel' my two cats for metaphysical information starting in 1992. In the course of the first few years, more than 50 animals arrived to 'be heard' when a telepathic portal was created for purposes of establishing meta scientific, psychic retrieval research of evolving animal consciousness. What was not predicted at the time was the physical arrival of so many varying species once the project began. Very quickly the Starkitty Project also became a 'rescue haven' for many abandoned, pregnant and injured animals who telepathically tapped into the 'communicational exchange' that was taking place. Your support of our products and services helps me to manage the enormous costs associated with Starkitty rescues. My research though originally focused on felines; now includes raccoons, squirrels, birds, dolphins, mantas, sea turtles, elephants, wolves, foxes and continues to expand across the globe as we continue to communicate with the varying species. Follow our dream of hearing the animals and learn what their true purpose 'on planet' really is. Their answers will astound you. Their dreams, thoughts and feelings will awaken you to the intimate spiritual connection we all have to them. Their wisdom offers intriguing insights about our greater purpose as evolving souls, if we but dare to listen. If you ever wanted to know more than you were taught or if you desire to learn more about your soul's purpose, join us and follow the amazing educative journey the animals are leading us on. Things we believed in the past are now falling way to a new paradigm of thinking. Learn why meditation, yoga and the organic, alternative healing industry has become primary focus during these times. I think you'll be awed by what the other species have to say about our presence and purpose on planet Earth.

Transitioning Souls

Isobel incarnated to help dissolve negative
human ideas surrounding gender issues

Most people don't realize that our very rich and vast meta-physical hertitage is the actual esoteric foundation that inspired the entire holistic/alternative healing industry we currently entertain ourselves with. In fact, the metaphysical history behind this holistic shift is still so hidden that the majority of people will walk into a spa tomorrow and purchase salt crystals in pretty packages without putting a single thought to the behind-the-scenes metaphysical research that spurned such a rapidly explosive new age product industry.  What has shifted our packaging and retail industry so dramatically in the past decade? What has caused pharmaceutical companies race to shift to holistic and organically made nutraceuticals? Was it just simply natural product evolvement or might there be something far more rich and exciting backing the industry of essential oils, all natural bath products and organic yogawear? Well here are a few really neat meta facts about what has caused the shift that you won't see printed on the packaging. Underscoring the final product is an industry informally called meta-science. It doesn't have it's roots in standard and formally recognized societal structures, yet it is a very powerful and globally active industry. Metaphysical researchers and psychic scientists over the past few decades have pieced together many factions of our very rich galactic heritage as bio-energetic and intelligent light-based souls. Our entire physical body system is actually composed of etheric layers of intelligently arranged light fields that each have an intricate role in the maintanence and functioning of our denser physical organs. In the deep study of our intelligent and esoteric bodies (our unseen components), meta-scientists have learned much about our very intimate and bio-energetic cosmic connection to the entire planet's eco system. Every single holistic/organic and herbal supplement found on the market today is an end product of metaphysical research. Why aren't we taught that?

More conscious than most humans
Native American 'Red' incarnated to heal
the grounds of his ancestors

Psychic research by it's very nature over the centuries has held a rather shadowy cast to its more fascinating revealings for variable reasons; but mainly because to involve oneself in psychic research or activity means that one must be prepared to shift or change one's consciousness. As consciousness expands and grows, the outer reality or lifestyle MUST change in accordance with the shifting consciousness that runs all throughout the physical body. As the light fields become higher in vibration, they are able to hold more light within the etheric form that surrounds and permeates the body. The organs in turn begin to cleanse themselves and become healthier - fed by an ample instreaming of consistent intelligent light particles. Our cells are intelligent and know what to do to naturally cleanse and heal themselves. But when we spend years eating toxic foods that deplete our minerals and clog the cells, they begin to become trained to 'die' instead of 'to live and be healthy'. Diseases such as cancer are a product of sluggish organs that have aquired so much dirt and debris that the actual cells begin to die and rot. No doctor who has operated on a cancer patient will tell you that the diseased organs they have just extracted smell like roses. Where does psychic research fall into the scheme of things? How does our meta-heritage connect to the holistic movement? Since up to these times, invasive medical procedures were necessary to save lives, holistic measures were not fully researched or accepted as viable healing agents for the physical body up until a few decades ago. As it takes time for a body to aquire and manifest disease, herbs take a certain amount of time to dissolve toxins long built up in the cellular structure. Operating to remove a diseased body part often seems a much safer manner to quickly extract a symptom of disease. Let's face it, when one learns one has cancer, more often than not the immediate thought is to 'get it out' as quickly as possible. Most people do not want to examine their lifetyles to see what it is they themselves have done habitually to 'create' a diseased condition.

Sufi's soul incarnated to
usher in more
Unity Consciousness

As we collectively grow in consciousness however, and globally share our findings, we are enlightened to the many ways we can prevent such diseases from fully manifesting, even if we have a predisposition to a certain diseases. The mass flocking of people to practices such as Yoga and Meditation are all about the widespread understanding that we lead extremely chaotic and stressful lives, which is a product of our past teachings manifesting as habitually irratic lifestyle behaviors. The mass movement to help one another slow down stems from a psychic/metaphysical investigation of what the soul actually is. There is significant merit to the psychic field of research, if one can get past the hocus pocus and surface world applications of 'the psychic industry' that really have nothing to do with real and authentic psychic research. Why does psychic research still have such a bad rap? In centuries of old many (who felt safe and protected within highly structured and stable societal roles where natural and progresive changes in lifestyle moved at a much slower rate), feared psychic activity because they innately knew that the old structure would break apart with the acceptance of newer and expanded information. Many at those times, did not want to experience such dramatic changes because change always involks feelings of fear. The unknown is a fearful thing for many humans who scramble much of their lives to 'feel safe' in what seems a very unsafe and chaotic world. The only difference between then and now is the extreme capabilities we presently have to share and exchange information globally. Now-a-days we can compare notes with amazing speed. We can cross reference from many different sources. We can debate with others around the world from home computer stations. None of these advantages were available centuries ago. Yet psychic research still remains such a great mystery. Thanks most especially to the past two decades of metaphysical researchers and gifted psychics, a whole new educative structure has finally emerged and is now being taught at many re-structured healing schools and institutions around the world. This new educative structure now includes many bio-logical and bio-chemical lessons that old school teachings omitted for centuries. With the new and expanded information, we begin to see our bodies in a very different light. As meta-scientists begin to mentally connect the bio-energetic and unseen components of our physical bodies and equate them to the vibrational properties found in all of nature, an amazing 'awakening' happens. Suddenly we see that we are not just human bodies floating about in a chaotic and uncontrollable world, but that we are a very intrinsic and significant, energetic component necessary to the balance of planet's eco system and that our consciousness and behavioral activities actually help to 'co-create' world conditions - good or bad. The holistic movement and mass flocking toward organic and herbal goods is merely the surface world manifesation of our very deeply rooted planetary heritage. Think about that next time you buy a holistic product.