Wednesday, 16 August 2017

Timothy Glenn ~ Lunar Explorations

He’s ba-a-a-ck! After his last post rocked many a worldview, Timothy Glenn returns as promised to discuss the moon and its influence. How to introduce this post? Hmmm … here’s what Tim said in his email to me:

“The moon is currently part of our experience. We can learn to deal with it, work around it, or even utilize it without surrendering to its influence. The suggestion here is to exercise vigilance so as to make informed choices. Again we swing back to Carl Gustav Jung: ‘Don’t fight forces, use them.’”

“The only thing you can ever know for sure, is that you can never know anything for sure.”

And with that intro, here’s Timothy Glenn:


Lunar Explorations

Let’s explore theories of the origin and nature of the moon. Indigenous peoples and ancient writers have spoken of the time before the Earth had the moon. She was inhabited by humans, who passed on their remembrances of life on Earth when there was no such thing as the moon we now have.

The July 1970 edition of the journal Sputnik featured an article by Russian scientists Mikhail Vasin and Alexander Shcherbakov: “Is the Moon the Creation of Alien Intelligence?” Since then, a variety of scientists around the world have chimed in on this valid question.

An early book on the subject is Our Mysterious Spaceship Moon, by Don Wilson, copyright 1975. The title of a 2006 book by Christopher Knight and Alan Butler asks: Who Built the Moon?

There are plenty of anomalies regarding the moon and its orbit, not to mention outright absurdities when viewed in the light of current science.

A Zulu Perspective

Perhaps the best known example of indigenous lore in this area comes from Africa. For decades, Credo Mutwa has served as the lineage holder of Zulu shamanic tradition, and carries the ancient history of his people; a history that stretches back to the Golden Age before the moon arrived.

According to Credo Mutwa, two extraterrestrial reptilian brothers, Wowane and Mpanku, stole the moon from an entity called the Great Fire Dragon. The moon was analogized as an egg, which the brothers hollowed out by removing the yolk. They rolled the moon across the sky to Earth. That event marks the time when Earth’s Golden Age ended, and people started going crazy. After all, where do we get the word lunatic?

These two brothers, strikingly reminiscent of Enki and Enlil from the ancient Sumerian writings, then demanded obedience from the inhabitants of Earth. They threatened that they would move the moon and cause massive destruction if the Earthlings defied the brothers’ authority. Already traumatized by the loss of their Golden Age, the human acquiesced.

Paradise Lost

Credo Mutwa says that before the moon came, the Earth was surrounded by a canopy of water vapor. Some Christian teachings describe the firmament mentioned in the book of Genesis the same way. These conditions created a greenhouse effect that resulted in extremely lush flora, with towering trees and magnificent flowers. There were no seasonal changes, which means no winter. No one ever got sunburned, because the sunlight was diffused by the canopy to eliminate harsh glare. Storms were unknown, as everything was gently watered by mist.

When the moon arrived, it wreaked havoc. The water canopy rained from above, and the force exerted by the moon caused the Earth herself to tilt, altering her orbit. From then on, the oceans had strong tides. Many other cycles began at that time, including menstrual cycles. The life forms on Earth adapted to the new environment in whatever way they could.

NASA: Never A Straight Answer

Since this section comes from NASA, we can take it with a pound of salt. In 1969, Apollo 12 jettisoned its lunar module, which crashed onto the moon. They reported that the moon reverberated like a bell for more than an hour. The following year, Apollo 13 repeated the procedure, but actually commanded the lunar module to strike the moon’s surface. Again, the moon rang like a bell, but the reverberations lasted for three hours, twenty minutes.

Not even crashing meteors or nuclear explosions cause the Earth to produce any such effect. Most scientists have concluded that the moon must be hollow, just as Credo Mutwa said it was hollowed out before being brought to Earth. Carl Sagan said, “A natural satellite cannot be a hollow object.”

Then we have the phenomenon of the moon rocks, which have been analyzed and estimated to be more than half a billion years older than the Earth herself. The list goes on, and too many pieces of the lunar puzzle simply don’t fit the standard narrative. One of the oddest puzzle pieces is that there is no such thing as the dark side of the moon; the far side of the moon, yes, but not the dark side. The moon remains stationary in its orbit, not rotating, but always showing the same side to the Earth. This also means that the moon is perpetually hiding its far side from us. Natural? Not likely.

Food for the Moon

The Gurdjieff/Ouspensky writings offer considerable material on the nature of the moon. Peter Ouspensky wrote and lectured extensively on what George Gurdjieff had taught him, including Gurdjieff’s perspectives on the functions and effects of the moon.

“Everything living on Earth, people, animals, plants, is food for the moon.”

Lance White, host of A Fireside Chat with Zany Mystic, spent several years formally studying the Gurdjieff/Ouspensky Fourth Way material. As brevity is the soul of wit, he condenses the message to: “The moon eats souls.”

The Cosmic Recycling Department

While living in this biosphere, all life forms have energy siphoned off by the moon and by various entities as well. But upon death, the souls are drawn into the moon. According to the Proterrian channelings, the moon serves as the cosmic recycling department. Even the more awakened humans here on Earth are taught that they will follow a tunnel into the “light”. It’s actually a tractor beam, pulling the souls into the moon.

They also anticipate being greeted by loved ones or by some “spiritual” representative of the “heavenly” hierarchy. The caveat here is that the Beings who make up the recycling crew can read you clearly, and ascertain which person or persons would be most effective in luring you into their program. They can mock up the manifestation of someone you would trust, knowing how they would look, sound, talk and act.

To help us get a feel for this phenomenon, there is an old Star Trek Voyager episode called Coda, wherein Captain Janeway has a near death experience. Her “father” is there to greet her, and wants to take her through a portal into his world. You can easily find the pertinent clip on YouTube, usually entitled something like “Janeway versus evil alien”.

Getting With the Program

No other Being can force you to reincarnate back into the Earth Matrix. However, they can deceive, seduce, mislead and somehow convince you that you need to return. Their modus operandi is to convince you that you still have lessons you need to learn and/or you have karma to work off and/or you have relationships to heal. Once you have agreed to this program, you will receive a complimentary memory wipe on your way back into the Earth Matrix. Good luck on your mission. You volunteered.

Their method of persuading you to return is called a life review. Many here on Earth are being prepped for this by well-meaning teachers who truly believe this is an essential experience. On one level, it is…if you want to keep giving your power away and recycling through the Matrix.

This is not to indicate that everyone is sucked right in and shot right back down. If a soul drawn into the moon believes it has earned a place in some sort of “heaven”, it will happen; but their “heaven” will be contained within the Cosmic Matrix. If they believe they will be able to look after loved ones on the Earth, it will happen. But eventually, the vast majority will be persuaded to reincarnate. There might just be an important mission that only special souls like you can achieve, and the poor people on Earth really need your help. Can’t resist? Good luck on your mission. You volunteered.

Deal With It

Lunar apologists will point to what they believe to be the beneficial aspects of the moon, and some will emphasize that there are higher octaves of the lunar energies. Sure, there are higher octaves of literally everything, because everything is part of The Field. But within the context of our current reality, caution is recommended.

The moon is currently part of our experience. We can learn to deal with it, work around it, or even utilize it without surrendering to its influence. The suggestion here is to exercise vigilance so as to make informed choices. Again we swing back to Carl Gustav Jung: “Don’t fight forces, use them.”

In the comments section of the previous article, Eclipsing Our Reality, Kieron offered a springboard for those who wish to begin their research:

This obviously challenges a lot of entrenched beliefs. But if our ideas cannot withstand scrutiny, then those ideas need all the more scrutiny.

Philosophical Skepticism

To be skeptical is not merely to doubt or disbelieve. Etymology traces the root back to the ancient Greek word skepsis: inquiry, study, research, investigation, examination or inspection. The genuine skeptic avoids the pitfall of accepting theories at face value, preferring to explore the possibilities.

An open heart combined with intellectual honesty is the best policy. One of the quirks of the human mind stems from the insecurity of needing to accept or reject ideas on the spot, pretending we know. A popular saying has helped alleviate this: “My jury is out.”

As of the early 90’s, I have opted to view myself as an ever-changing bundle of ever-changing perceptions in the midst of an ever-changing universe. That doesn’t leave a lot of room for belief. Let’s close with Proterrian’s favorite paradox:

“The only thing you can ever know for sure, is that you can never know anything for sure.”

Timothy Glenn


Tuesday, 15 August 2017

Garden Update: Cat Naps, Fairy Crossing, and Shades of Fall

The magic continues at our new place. The wonderful neighborhood cat, who so successfully shooed away the groundhogs and scents the garden whenever bunny nibbles get too big, has taken to napping with me, just outside the sliding glass door. Whenever I decide to take a quick BioMat snooze in the back room, I usually find something like this:


or this:


or acrobatic feats of backscratching on the red maple. Close up, I’ve realized just how amazing this little feline is, since he? she? (that energy seems to shift, too), is actually quite small to have scared away two groundhogs. Methinks it’s a faery cat putting on Glamour to seem far larger, because I watched this little one project an almost bobcat sized presence that sent both 30+ pound Kalamazoo Kal and slightly smaller Tucker Rat Boy whistling and fleeing not only our yard but the yard across the street, too.

I’m ever so grateful, but this kitty is so independent. It’s like don’t leave out clothes for brownies or they’ll leave forever. Once I apparently offended the cat by leaving a bowl of water outside, but now I know: kitty does his/her thing, and I do mine, fuhgeddaboutit. It’s nice to have a napping buddy, though, especially since I only take cat naps myself. 😉

Meanwhile, sync winks continue wherever David and I go. Two weekends ago, we took a day trip to Grand Rapids and I had David snap a photo of these amethyst bunny ears and tortoise for my faery twin Tania Marie.


Upon closer inspection, Tania noticed a reference to her bunny Joy, and I noticed the painted “street” signs behind that look remarkably like this housewarming gift from our sweet friends Tracy and Chip:

When it arrived, I wasn’t sure where to put this little beauty outside, because I thought it should demarcate an actual fairy crossing. Most of the garden fairies in our yard stay in their beds. I temporarily put the post by our front door, near the nudge-nudge-wink-wink porta portal that says, “Not all who wander are lost.” After a couple weeks, it dawned on me just how often I go in and out to and from my front yard kitchen garden. Fairy crossing, indeed. David, of course, had gotten the reference right away. It seems my little jokes are so often on me, but eventually I catch on. 🙂

In any case, cyclical time rolls on, whether or not I catch the giggles. I’ve made some delectable babaganoush sandwiches using garden fresh eggplant, parsley, garlic, tomatoes and lettuce, with a little lemon juice, smoked paprika and powdered peanut butter instead of tahini. Unbelievable when you “grill” the eggplant in the Avalon air fryer! And those late summer tomatoes…….. mmmmmm, I can’t even say how good those are.


I mostly grow eggplant because it’s pretty, but come harvest time, I remember how much I love babaganoush, eggplant curry and grilled veggies:


I spent yesterday transplanting balloon flowers and salvia and planting seeds of chard, spinach, beets, arugula and gourmet lettuce blends for fall crops. Critters willing, we should have some yums from front and backyards. The mums and nasturtiums are really blooming now, too, giving just a glimpse of Autumn peeking around the next Turn of the Wheel:



Wishing you and yours a gorgeous late Summer. Enjoy the bounty. And the beauty.


Reiki Master Teacher Certification Class in Kalamazoo, MI

The next Usui Shiki Ryoho Reiki Level III Master Teacher Certification Class will be taught on Saturday, October 7, 2017 from 10-6 at a private classroom in Kalamazoo, MI. If interested, please contact me so that we can discuss your previous training and make sure the RMT training makes sense for you at this time. Students must have at least Reiki Level 2 training in order to register for this class. Pre-registration is required. $650 ($50 discount if prepaid by September 15, 2017).

Taking this class also entitles participants to audit, free of charge, all additional Reiki Certification Classes taught by me (Laura Bruno), space permitting. Many students value this chance to observe earlier levels from a Master’s perspective. A very high percentage of my former students now teach their own Reiki classes all around the US. Class size is limited, so please contact me soon if you have interest and wish to reserve your spot.

This workshop is for those who would like to deepen their healing gifts and/or who feel a calling to teach. The instruction includes:

• How to give attunements for every level.
• Master symbols and attunement.
• Anthakarana, Tibetan, and Usui Master symbols.
• Violet Breath.
• Complete Healing Attunement instructions and practice.
• Hui Yin exercise.
• Handouts for Reiki Master/Reiki Master Teacher.
• How to teach all levels.
• Discussing the 21 day cleansing.
• Reverence for life.
• Giving self attunements.
• Beginning a Reiki teaching practice.
• Attracting students that resonate with you.
• Teaching in different settings.
• Special positions for specific imbalances.
• Reiki and Manifestation
• Special uses and applications for Healing Attunements.

Please contact me to discuss why you feel led to take this class. You might also find this article helpful in determining if you feel ready to take this next step and if you resonate with me as a teacher. You can click here for an article called, “Synchronicity, Reiki and Finding the Right Reiki Master Teacher,” which details how to select the right teacher for your own RMT training. I am a Medical Intuitive, Life Coach, author, artist, and Soul Reader. I became a Reiki Master Teacher in March 2002 and have taught Reiki Certification Classes around the United States for over fifteen years.


Monday, 14 August 2017

Medical Intuitive Diagnosis

Since I end up sharing this post at least several times per week via private email, I think this wants to go up again. Your body never betrays you. Really.

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Ahhhh, the elusive Diagnosis! That tricky non-entity that drives so many sincere seekers my way. It’s ironic, because from a medical standpoint, I am not legally allowed to provide a diagnosis or “prescribe” treatment. All I can do is read people’s energy, note “dark” or “red” spots, static, blockages, and other aberrations, and share whatever else floats into my brain — be that past lives, herbs for people to investigate, the name of a treatment provider, questions, words or phrases. Sometimes I “see movies” or feel pain; sometimes a map lights up; other times an ignored but crying for attention life path reveals itself. A Medical Intuitive Diagnosis is not the same as a Medical Diagnosis! Not by a long shot. But sometimes, that’s a very good thing indeed.

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Sunday, 13 August 2017

Don’t Slay Me with the Layout

In case you’re wondering why you haven’t seen the published edition of my 8th book yet, The Difference Between Pain and Suffering, it’s because formatting and cover design guru Ramajon Cogan, editor Tony Kessler and I, Catherine Carrigan, the author, have been close to driving ourselves crazy trying to get it right. When you publish a book, […]


Tuesday, 8 August 2017

More Pretties

David and I are on the receiving end of another bouquet, and it’s just too pretty to keep to myself. Thanks again to Mitch for the beautiful belated housewarming gift. After having given away hundreds of bouquets since early 2013, these flower deliveries underscore a persistent theme of receiving — already planted trees, previously landscaped yard, huge flowering perennials that hadn’t yet found their strength in Goshen. And huge bouquets picked and arranged by someone else, then brought to our door. This one features lots of orange for my half-Dutch hubby, too:



Delphiniums, asters, carnations, lilies, Gerber daisies, roses and what are those little pink beauties? Anyone know? I’d love to plant some. 😉


Monday, 7 August 2017

Garden Update: Rain! Plus, More Helpers “Reporting for Duty”

After many prayers and much intending, we finally got some deeply needed rain last Thursday and Friday. With so many local trees obviously struggling and very dry, hard ground, I had hoped for a long, gentle rain, and that’s exactly what we received! It rained just enough on Thursday to prepare the ground, and then on Friday, we got a full day into the evening of very slow, misty rain, kind of like nature’s version of a soaker hose. I could feel a collective sigh of relief from all the nearby plants and trees, especially our weeping birch:


On Thursday evening, I went on a walk around the neighborhood. Upon my return, I spent some time with the birch and asked it to give me a sign if the nearly dead branches (from before we moved in) had any life left in them or if I should have David trim them. By Friday afternoon, the hanging branches of dried, yellowed leaves showed bright green, new leaves on the tips! I took that as confirmation that this tree really does want to stay with us and would like even more water than I’ve been providing it. Part of me had worried that maybe I was watering it too much with the run-off from the new garden that surrounds it. I had noticed some signs of new growth on other branches but I wasn’t sure if it would have been more or less without the garden.

Now I know that this tree loves attention. Research tells me it never should have been planted so close to the driveway and walkway, because the shallow roots have nowhere to spread. The return of green to its deadened branches tells me that if I add more compost above the root zone and keep it moist, then we will likely be able to regenerate this beautiful focal point of the yard. David even bought the tree a special mini-sprinkler that we can set just over its root zone if the dry weather returns. We love our birch!

I spent most of Friday inside, just loving the greening rain. Even the indoor plants seemed extra happy:


Reading on the couch of the living room that faces our backyard brought me hours of smiles, as I glanced outside to stretch my eyes:


Saturday brought sunshine once again, and the groundhog patrol kitty arrived to bask in the morning warmth by our shed. Literally JUST as I typed that, the cat appeared again by the shed, almost as if on cue. He’s back in the evergreen tree line again, or I’d snap a photo. I should note that I have not seen any groundhogs in over a week now. I knew the cat had been here again, though, because peeeee-ewwwww, the perimeters of the front and back gardens — and only there had that “this is my territory, don’t mess with me” scent. It’s a small price to pay for garden guarding — well, free, actually, since it’s not even my cat and it only scents the area right after I notice a few too many nibbles in my veggies. I don’t mind sharing some, but when things get imbalanced, I call for help.

Speaking of nibbles, one thing you can count on rain to bring, is slugs. We have some slugs anyway, but after the rain, I saw clear signs of their increased presence. Just last night, as I was harvesting a cucumber and some fresh greens, tomato and herbs for our Greek salad, I looked at my kale and thought, “OK, enough is enough with the slugs!” Look who appeared today, “reporting for slug duty” — a toad!


You have no idea how much I’ve wanted a toad. Over the years, I’ve made, purchased and received as gifts various toad houses, but I have never actually seen one on any of our properties until today. This one just hopped and crawled around our porch, making sure I saw it. I actually needed to check if it was a frog or a toad, but after reading this post on how to tell the difference, I’m confident it is, indeed, a toad.


I put out some filtered water, and I’ll need to remember where I put the toad house I recently unpacked. I’m sure we’ve got enough big rocks around, though. Hopefully, the snake who showed itself right before I ordered a fake snake won’t find the toad. Focus on slugs, guys! And mosquitoes. Feel free to eat no see um’s, too. 😉

In any case, that’s the update from the wild kingdom literally right outside our door. I can’t believe I can walk to so many amenities yet have this much animal life right here. I didn’t post about it because it happened the night before I got the last load of soil dumped in the driveway, but I got a flash that deer were in the vicinity and didn’t want them finding the front yard garden bounty. As if on cue, a skunk sprayed right in front of the garden. Thank goodness for air purifiers, because that scent was strong even inside! My lungs did not love it while spending so much time out front the next day, but it sure kept away the deer.

(On today’s walk, I saw definite signs of deer mowing people’s mailbox gardens to the ground. Wow, no mistaking that complete destruction, chomp marks and all! Thanks for reeking up our yard, skunk friend. I just sprayed peppermint and rosemary around the perimeter, so I got it covered this time.)

I do not yet know if I’ve managed to attract a fox to the former groundhog den. Sometimes they move in, and I’m not sure how that would go down with the kitty, so I’m not even sure I want a fox. No one nearby has chickens, as this part of our town doesn’t allow them. I do love foxes, though, and after dreaming of a fox last Thursday morning, I asked for three signs in two days (or a physical sighting) to confirm if I should fill in the groundhog den or leave it open for the fox. I did receive three in-my-face fox synchronicities in two days, plus another big one for good measure on Saturday. No sighting, though, and no signs of a fox. No signs of a groundhog, either, so the Mystery remains.