Travelling by Rickshaw in India

The elephant stands at a crossroads
in this town at the edge of the desert.
The people and their vehicles sputter hotly.
My driver is resigned.
His accent sings
“This is the only road.
When the elephant allows us
we will move again.”
In the choking wind he lights a cigarette.
Possibly delirious,
I walk into the crowd
to admire the working elephant
who remembered at a crossroads
he is the biggest.

Laurie Fraser
Udaipur, India

Facade Healing

Facade healing by Laurie Fraser

Published by Tone Magazine, February 2013

Facade healing is really a prayer that calls in a Divine teacher to clear a certain facade from around the client’s body. I am clairvoyant and I see the facade as a grey body cast extending about two feet around the body.

I use muscle-testing (kinesiology) to communicate with the client’s energy and the energy leads the way, making all decisions. If the energy chooses facade healing out of the options available with me, it will then choose the Divine teacher and lead me through lists of emotions until I find the emotional facade to be healed. For example, I will be led to “fear of not having enough” and the Divine teacher “Jesus” by muscle-testing through menus.

Many times, I feel the presence of the teacher before I find out who it is. It is a feeling a profound love and it gives me chills, a full heart. Sometimes I feel a gentle hand on my left cheek.

I start the procedure by calling in the teacher and naming the emotional facade in a prayer. Then I move my hands to crack the facade open and I stand back. The teacher does the healing. I see tremendous amounts of light and feel a great love when the teacher is doing the work.

When it is finished, the client and I give our thanks, “drain” the old energy, and the teacher usually leaves right then.

A few examples from the past two months:

Divine teacher/ master                 cleared the                         facade of

Archangel Remiel                                                            resistance to transformation

Archangel Michael                                                          fear

Jesus                                                                               sadness (depressed client)

Panther archetype                                                           lack of appetite (cat)

Maat                                                                                 pessimism (depressed cat)

Jesus                                                                                incompetence (for me, learning new healing technique)

Jesus                                                                                unworthiness

Sai Baba                                                                           fatigue (client follows this guru)

Archangel Michael                                                            susceptibility to infection

Hathors (2 came together)                                               loneliness

Mother Mary                                                                    unloved

Facade healing is often very emotional for the client- it’s a great relief to feel Divine love. The client often feels hot or cold, teary and relaxed. Sometimes their body twitches or jumps around a bit. Afterwards, of course, they experience a lessening or elimination of the targeted emotion.

I also do B.O.S. (Bio Operating System),  Reconnective healing and holographic healing. The client does not consciously choose what method will be the most effective for their particular issue- how can the client or I know?  We are led by the client’s energy (some call this the Higher Self) and that’s why it works.

Facade healing has become a more popular choice in the last few months than ever before. I don’t know why- I’m just grateful for the blessings and miracles in our lives.

photo credit

I give thanks to my teachers and guides and to Archangel Micheal and Elohim for that which is released.

Flowers in the Sky: Culture and Art

Match the painting to the artist’s country:
Nepal  –  China  –  Canada  –  Congo  –  Iran  –  India

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Painting and drawing are common activities at the Tulip Festival in Ottawa. Artists set up easels beside a giant tulip bed; some of them are quite talented. My school of 100 adult immigrants went down to see the flowers, and some of the students tried their hand at painting with watercolours. It was a hot day- we set up blankets in the shade.

I love the way they paint from their culture. I noticed that different cultures have different styles. Many Nepalese and Indian students drew colourful leaves and flowers with many petals- sometimes the flowers were in the sky- and they didn’t look like tulips at all. The Chinese often chose the thin brushes and painted with delicate strokes. The Africans almost always put roots on their flowers, and no one from any other culture did that.

Try matching the painting to the artist’s country. Check your answers in the “What have you done for love?”  blog. Do you need a hint? Number 1 is reminiscent of Persian carpet designs.

Pinto Valley Ranch

Pinto Valley Ranch

Pinto Valley Ranch

It was heartbreaking last summer when the folks at Pinto Valley Ranch had to sell some horses (“family” the owner called them). They couldn’t feed the horses because of the drought. I showed up there today for a trail ride and found spirits to be high again.

It’s a family ranch, busy with teenage volunteers, a menagerie of animals and Ruby’s Restaurant (mismatched chairs and benches, large tables, a couch, armchairs, busy play area, decent coffee and bacon).

I go now to see the peacocks and llamas and a giant black pig who is free to waddle wherever his wiggling nose leads him, but I first went there to do some research for The Word Not Spoken. I really wanted to give Leigh, the main character, some freedom. She saw Felicia, an independent businesswoman, galloping on a horse on the cliffs; Leigh and I both wondered how to get her up there.

I had no experience riding horses, but a trail ride at Pinto Valley gave me the details I needed for the novel. I heard the squeaking saddle and felt the twisted ankles. A guide taught me a bit about horse behaviour, and I was able to make Leigh’s experience believable.

One visit gave me all the information I needed, but I return to the ranch again and again for the people. Kids are working and laughing and playing in every corner of the place. They’re brushing horses, feeding chickens, sweeping mud puddles, jumping horses in a ring, helping out on a trail ride. The nearby adults seem unflappable.

Everyone is welcomed with a smile: the neighbours who come only to talk over a coffee, the regulars in muddy boots who know every horse’s name, the visitors on an adventure who show up in sandals, camera in hand. And the writer too, the one from the city who asks questions like “Why do some horses stop to poop and some don’t?”

pig, dog and chicken sharing the trough of scraps from Ruby's Restaurant.

pig, dog and chicken sharing the trough of scraps from Ruby’s Restaurant.