March, 2024

Greetings and good afternoon from the beautiful Bitterroot Valley!  I hope your February was fun and you had a sweetheart (family, mate, friend, or child) who wanted to be your Valentine.  I bought New York steaks and took to a friend to celebrate the day.  When I finished my tour of pet sitting for my son that entire week, I returned home with gifts for my grandkids.

I called them over to my home to receive them.  One of the gifts was the latest Megalodon movie.  My youngest granddaughter loves movies about sharks.  Horribly disappointing, I have to admit that the best part of the movie with them was watching my 16-year-old grandson’s face while watching it.

The Megalodon was three football fields long.  In one scene, it jumped out of the shallow end of the ocean, landed on the beach, and ate a young woman walking her little dog.  Elias was sitting in the rocking chair across the room.  After the young lady became a snack-attack for the Meg, Eli’s head rolled slowly from the right, rotating to the left as his eyes rolled and caught up eye-to-eye with me.  Kathryn and I burst into laughter at brother’s face, as well as how hokey it all was.

Since then, however, I have imitated Elias’s head rotation and the rolling of the eyes.  It has been an effective tool on many occasions already.  I was at a political patriot-support meeting last week and was giving free lessons before the meeting started…paying particular attention to when the eye-rolling becomes most effective.  When you are speaking to any person who is asleep at the wheel, unaware of everything unfolding right before our eyes, it comes in handy. 

I know there are many people who are completely hypnotized and don’t hold them personally responsible, they are just not enlightened (yet.)  It is what it is.  For those of us who are holding the line spiritually, it can be frustrating if we allow it to be or we can just relax into the perfection of it all.

Being a spiritual teacher for over three decades and having miracles as the topic, you can’t imagine how many times I have also had to let people know that I don’t want to be placed on a pedestal.  If I had a nickel for every time I’ve had to state, “I am not special,” I could fund my own dream.  Today is no different.  I am not here to speak and have you think for a moment that I am more special than you are.  In fact, IT IS MY HOPE to relate how special I believe YOU ARE!

Being a spiritual healer since my children were toddlers, I can relate honestly that I took my daughter Danielle to the doctor once when she was a baby for an ear infection.  (That was before she turned three years old to teach me how to be a healer.)  I took my son, in high school to the doctor to take a fish hook out of his finger.  He also got a hernia and had surgery when I was in Providence, Rhode Island healing another woman’s child.

Our family never went the route of medical doctors the entire time I was raising children.  I remember I went once for a check-up and the doctor kept asking me questions about this, that, and the other if I had it wrong with me.  I kept responding, “No, nope, nadda,” and frustrated, I finally said, “You can stop asking me all those questions because there is absolutely nothing wrong with me!” 

I thought for a moment and then related, “Actually, I do have one thing that stands out in my mind that is unique that I am experiencing.”  She gave me her full attention as I stated, “I HUM ALL THE TIME!  I got out of bed in the middle of the night to tinkle….and I realized that I even hummed on my way back to the bed.”

She giggled and related her diagnosis, “Well, if you are THAT HAPPY, you won’t mind that I’m going to do the anal check next.”  My eyes must have widened as she projected the visual of what was upcoming and I barked, “I’m not that damned happy!”

I don’t dislike doctors; I just never had much use for them.  My paternal grandmother was an Osteopath and I highly respected her.  She charged $5 for an office visit and $7 for a house call to help her with her gas.  She never gouged people and understood the simpler things of life.

Months ago, after tiring of paying large medical payments on top of my Medicare  I dropped the policy of my supplemental insurance.  Five months later, I related that information to my daughter and she had a hissy fit.  She insisted that I replace it and go get a routine check-up.  (We take turns being the mom!)  I hadn’t been to a doctor, in her opinion, in 150 years and should promise to do so.   The loving look of love and concern in her eyes forced me to do so.

I got the insurance.  I called the Clinic and was told I would have a three month wait for the appointment.  As a courtesy, I insisted that if someone with an emergency need became necessary, they could reschedule me for my next lifetime…no rush.  My appointment was set for February 20th.

On February 19th, a 96-year-old man from California called me and he was almost breathless as he related how fortunate he felt that I would take his call.  The day prior, he had gone to his doctor for a well-check.  He was told that he had a heart disease and given a boatload of prescriptions.  They informed him that if he didn’t follow their protocol, he would be dead in four years.  He had read all the paperwork, listing the possible side-effects, and was near-ready to have a heart attack from the information.

After listening attentively to his situation, I said, “Lou, you have lived a great life and I cannot tell you not to take the medication.  I can tell you that if you go to a doctor, they surely will find something wrong with you.  I encouraged him to breathe and relax because I was going to start immediately to help him across the miles by healing the fear they had instilled in him with a “inadvertent hypnotic suggestion that (1) he had a heart disease and (2) that he only had four years to live.”  We continued our conversation and ended up laughing together that we would both keep breathing in and out (until we don’t.)  Neither he, nor I, fear death….

On the 20th; I showed up early for my appointment because I assumed I would have to take a long “test” before entering the examining room.  You know….the pages of question-after-question, wanting to know all your surgeries, identifying problems throughout your entire life, sibling info, etc.  I was right.  I completed the information and got weighed and my height taken.  Every time I ever went to a doctor in my life, they measure me to be 5’ tall.  I return home and re-check to see if I am growing or shrinking….I still measure out with my ruler to still be 4’11”.  My weight astounded me.  I weigh only 113 lbs!  I truly thought I was a baby hippo for months and even signed up at a gym.  When I discovered I am only 3 lbs. overweight, I rejoiced (and might even cancel my membership?)  Trust me, I do have that extra three pounds all in my butt, there are two asses back there and I won’t quit my membership!  I will let you know when I have succeeded.  (Hold on….I just rolled my eyes “as if you give a darn about my butt.”)

The doctor asked me what I had come in for and I replied, “(1) To honor my daughter’s suggestion, (2) I have a bump on my finger, which doesn’t hurt and I can still bend my finger, (3) I have an itch on my back 24/7.”  I also stated, “My daughter would like me to have a physical and I don’t know what all that entails, but I will tell you all the things I won’t commit to.”  The doctor asked, “And what would those be?”  I replied, “(1) A pap smear, (2) a mammogram, and (3) an up-the-crackers/Colonoscopy.”

She picked up my hand, looked at the bump on my finger, and stated that it is arthritis. Now aware what this bump is, as a healer, I am not trying to heal arthritis.  I am seeking only to feel the Presence of God within me, which will erase the suggestion and nullify the condition held in my mind from the collective consciousness.  She stated that the itch was from a tag and she could cut it out, but it would hurt and bleed a lot, and more-than-likely growing back.  (Never mind…but thanks…I will just take care of it.)

She got me to agree to a bone density test and a lung Xray “because I have smoked for 50 years.”  I have no shortness of breath or pain, nor cough (which I think astounds her), but I agreed to the tests because they can give her a baseline for me.  (I am not your average bear, however, and what they discover, if anything, will give me a baseline as well.)

I was playful, not a pill or a pain to her. 

Readers of this paper are more-than-likely the older generation.  We were raised to get plenty of sunshine filled with Vitamin D that makes us happy kids, (playing outside until dark,) we learned manners and respect, we had Sunday dinners and were involved with our schools, churches, and communities.  We are all different in our beliefs and limitations by the lifestyles we lived.  Whether we understand it completely or not, we all chose to enter these incarnations during this exciting time.

Being part of the collective consciousness, we harbor beliefs and suggestions & superstitions that were accepted as infants, youth, and now a maturing group.  I told you earlier I wanted you to know how special you are.  It is YOU who holds the power inside you to decide what beliefs you hold, which ones you allow to manifest, and which ones to release and never experience.  No one can do this for you.  Your day-to-day activities and experiences show you what they are.

You can be feeling great one day and BAM…out of the blue – something blasts you that you didn’t see coming.  But you are not a victim and you didn’t do anything “wrong” to make it happen.  You are part of the collective and it can be nullified with your acknowledgment of that Divinity that you are.

I have recently been paying extreme attention to how many commercials there are concerning drugs.  I never used to have that much time to invest in watching television.  The pharmaceutical companies are the biggest advertiser there is.  Listening to their side-effects could make me shake my head until it falls off my neck….but less painful, I think I will just ROLL MY EYES with Elias’s head roll…

What are your beliefs?  What ones do YOU choose to change?  Listen to your inner dialogue.  As an example…a friend calls and asks you to go somewhere.  You say yes and later, wish you would have said no.  You start fantasizing about calling to cancel and will just say, “I’m feeling sick…”  How soon…only time will tell…you find yourself sick because you put thought and intention into creating it.  Be conscious in your choices and decisions.

Acknowledgment of the power and presence of God within you activates it and the truth you hold does manifest.

A joke about the spiritual Guru Ram Dass came to mind several times today and I believe it has a great importance to be shared herein.  I loved his sense of humor when I heard him speak and I don’t know if it actually happened or if it is just a joke to help enlighten seekers of Truth?  “He was with a drug user who had some powerful hallucinogenic powers.  Ram Dass took the entire bottle of drugs and swallowed them.  The druggie was shocked and frightened that Ram Dass would over-dose and watched closely for the results and if a 911 call would need to be made.  Time passed and nothing occurred.  When the druggie asked him about it, Ram Dass replied, “If you’re already in Ohio….you don’t need a bus to take you there.”

Connecting with God IS the HIGH!  The ultimate high!  When you plug in to the power within you, you don’t need anything to get you there.  You search high and low, read your books, buy your crystals – which are only tools to play with and explore….but YOU, my friend, are the HIGH you are looking for.

I could have sat here at my computer and tried to sound brilliant or funny today….or given you my favorite recipes and it wouldn’t matter at all.  Because beyond all the limitations of trying to teach or speak or write…that higher consciousness is relating the Truth and inspiration you seek (without me even saying a word or rolling my eyes.)  As the higher consciousness unfolds effortlessly and easily, painlessly, peacefully, and perfectly in your days to come, recognize that your Soul has you on the path to enlightenment.  Pay attention to your beliefs, change the ones you don’t want and keep the ones you do.  Relax, breathe…

Until next month, take care…I care…

Now and always,

Gloria D. Benish, Ph.D.

(Alias:  Dr. Glo-bug – Just here “to lighten things up”)