Inside Chi Flows Naturally:
The theme of this letter is LOVE. Real life love stories….
1.Lead Love Story: A Stroke of Love.
Allegra Wint, one of the adepts at my Greatest Kan & Li Planetary & Soul Alchemy retreat near Stonehenge this past September, sent me an amazing story. It’s an account of a stroke she suffered earlier in the year. It opened a portal into the Pure Dimension of Love for her. It is one of the best contemporary descriptions I’ve read on the supra-immanence of the Ground of Love. Don’t miss this!
? Love From My Readers
? Summer Retreat Love Story: I Ching Gets It Right
? Love Flourishes on China Dream Trip
? Love of a Bargain: Winter Sale Ends Jan. 20
? The Stroke: Falling Off a Horse was the Easy Part
? Jill Taylor’s Stroke Experience
? My Stroke Opens the Pure Love Portal
? Comparing Oneself to the Less Fortunate
? Adrift in the Sea of Time
Love From My Readers
Wow! Did I appreciate the huge response I got on my last letter, On Loving the Death of My Wife. I was amazed to discover how many highly enlightened readers I have from all over the world and so very supportive. I really felt your love and care, and learned a lot from the huge spectrum of response. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
This is not the time to post your heart-felt sharings. But here is lovely short note:
….And I will report on the unfolding of my quest for a particular dark-haired Goddess seen in vision?.the makings of another amazing story. It will have to wait until events further unfold.
Summer Retreat Love Story: I Ching Gets It Right
Summer of 2007 at Heavenly Mountain. My tech guy Mike Teeters meet Healing Tao instructor Michelle Knowles. They fall in love, hard, ask me to marry them a month later. I reluctantly agree, thinking it’s a little fast. The wedding date triggers an implosion?. heavy emotional artillery is brought in, leaving them both shell-shocked. In meditation I get instruction to do an I Ching reading. It was incredibly positive for them marrying and having a child ? the most unequivocable reading I’ve ever seen. They shake their heads and move to opposite coasts…..
Ultimately the I Ching had its Way, and love triumphs. This last Winter Solstice I married them at midnight after a four hour meditation by the entire wedding party in darkness at my home. It was a beautiful Taoist ceremony designed to embody the Holy Alchemical Copulation of Water and Fire (Kan & Li). They are planning to alchemically birth a child?welcome to the Conscious Conception mission!
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I guarantee you’ll fall in love with the Tao summer training, and love the community of free-spirited Taoists that gathers at Heavenly Mountain. There is no guarantee you’ll find your true love, but I cannot think of a better place to look. That is how I originally found my last partner, Joyce. I hear from many others that our Tao program attracts an even yin-yang balance of spiritual men and women, unlike many programs that attract mostly women.
Love Flourishes on China Dream Trip
Love Reflections on China Dream Trip 2008
by Patricia R.
The China Dream is not over. Even after weeks of being back home, the abundance and love that I experienced on last summer’s trip are increasing each day. I count my blessings for the opportunity to have been a part of this life changing journey!
The central theme of this trip for me was LOVE. In every direction, wherever I turned, there was love. Much of the trip had already taken place in my dreams before we actually got to China. I climbed all 6,666 steps up Taishan, the sacred Mountain of the East. I promptly got bronchitis and lost my voice. My heart needed to release a relationship that was ending at home. Even though I was coughing and couldn’t talk, the immense chi fields surrounding us kept me going – because I knew I had come to find true love.
Everywhere we went, I felt the most intense and powerful expressions of beauty and love. Clouds of white butterflies carried me through Mt. Lao, purple and gold ones showed me the Natural Loving Way of Lao-Tzu on Louguantai. The massive abundance of wheat laid in the streets to be ground to chaff was magnificent. Seeing the bounty of the harvest and how the people worked together was one of the most beautiful highlights. It pointed to China’s true wealth ? the love that its people feel for each other. Even the common people showed that love in helping the victims of the earthquake, which nearly got us.
All these waves of love came to fruition in the blossoming of romantic love between me another Dream Tripper on the final day of the trip. I’d known him for five years, we studied in the same Tai Chi class. That love journey continues to unfold after the trip, deeper and deeper!
The Seven Star Qigong that we learned from Master Jiang Nan is priceless. Along with your teaching of Primordial Qi Gong, I am feeling enormous shifts occur in my practice and life every day. Thank you for putting together an extraordinary adventure for all of us. Your dedication to all on the trip inspired me. I am truly grateful for all your hard work and passion and love that went into making this trip a reality. – Patraica R.
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Love of a Bargain: Winter Sale Ends Jan. 20
There is a very esoteric phenonmenon I have observed about money: when you spend it wisely, it increases your chi flow. Money is connected to the water element. It needs movement and circulation. If you hoard it, it stagnates.
I call it the “shopping chi” phenomenon. You go shopping, and it gets your chi moving. Some people are real masters of this, others are mere addicts who have taken it to an extreme. This is the yin-yang of saving vs. spending, finding the right balance for yourself.
America is in the middle of a huge correction of this imbalance right now. But it”s important not to let general fear paralyse your spending on essential needs. I consider self-transformation essential. If you are aligned with that, now is a good time to cultivate, in the winter time when the chi moves deep inside.
Reminder: Winter Sale Ends at midnight, Jan. 20 , following the Obama Inauguration.
Those who’ve misplaced the letter with fabulous deals and 9 gift ideas, it is posted at:
After you have placed an order on the web, please email my office manager Jan Gillespie at firstname.lastname@example.org or call 888 999 0555 to confirm that your order should be discounted as per Winter Sale. (Note: discounts are not programmed into the shopping cart.)
The Stroke: Falling Off a Horse was the Easy Part
Here is the letter Allegra Wint sent to her friends in England:
Dear Rather a Lot of People,
Last week I was riding with friends in Wales. For complex
reasons my horse and I fell over on a beach, at speed, and I had a
rather major concussion. I got a immediate help from a rider who was a
neurologist doctor. He and others were all fantastic at pulling me, in my
completely motionless state, out of a large pool of water and gradually
getting me breathing again.
After a while I very briefly regained consciousness, and even answered the
standard medical questions, saying that I was aged 37, lived in Buckinghamshire,
and had chicken fajitas for breakfast!!! Utter nonsense.
Our leader called a helicopter to take me to the nearest hospital in
Haverford West. Although I have always lived to fly in a helicopter,
sadly I have no recollection of it at all!
My kids were absolutely amazing and would turn up during every visiting
time and be there for the 30 secs or so that I would wake up. Apparently
I said some very funny things about why I was there (that I had been
biffed by Dan, taken there by the police train, had been there a week
and so on).
I have no specific memories of that time. But I have a vague experience
of the time as if it were all happening at once, with no definite
conversations, but as quite a clear movie, with all the characters
rather clear to see, and noticeably very, very beautiful and distinct in
the way they were alive.
I remember very clearly the intense vibrance of each of the children. I
also remember all the other patients and the nurses (all Welsh) and the
doctors (all Asian!) and how every single person was exceptionally
loving, and kind and beautiful.
I do remember that it hurt hugely to turn my head even an inch, and it
would take me what felt like 45 minutes to do that, by pulling myself on
contraptions. So it felt like it would take all morning to move a few
inches onto my side.
I believe I had quite normal (if unusual) conversations with everyone.
The thing that I remember most is that I was aware I was not quite
normal, but that I seemed to be feeling happier than I had ever known
before, and strangely I knew I felt as if I was living in a raised
energy state, compared to the energetic dynamics of the life I was used to.
At the same time I was aware that I was slightly light and wafty in my
being, and that it could be said that I was not what was normally called
Jill Taylor’s Stroke Experience
Now a few days later 2 friends sent me a woman’s experience on youtube.
It is well worth watching:
“Neuroanatomist Jill Bolte Taylor had an opportunity
few brain scientists would wish for: One morning, she
realized she was having a massive stroke. As it
happened — as she felt her brain functions slip away
one by one, speech, movement, understanding — she
studied and remembered every moment. This is a
powerful story about how our brains define us and
connect us to the world and to one another. ”
I realised that what I experienced also fell into the same overall
differentiation between left and right brain experiences. Her experience
spurred me on to write about it. I am glad I did so at the time, because
I realise as the days have gone by, and my left brain has been recovering
more and more, I am having less of a
clear impression of the experience.
My Stroke Opens the Pure Love Portal
Here are my impressions, written fresh:
I saw the clip on the scientist who had a stroke. It is a beautiful thing to watch.
I have had a micro-version of a slightly similar experience.
When my brain was shaken, I knew for the first time ever, that love is a genuine
force that is present everywhere, and we can all either be, or not be,
aware of the experience of it. When we experience it we feel joy and
happiness in our own and everyone else’s existence.
We recognise that we are all perfect beings who have the fun of our lives as our gifts.
We can all smile at one another and give whatever is in our power to share,
to encourage, and to support in one another.
I saw that some of us have tougher challenges in our lives, and
circumstances, that make us struggle more with unhappiness, and that
that then makes it a bit harder for us to pull off the task of utterly
enjoying the essentially delightful world of love that we all inhabit.
But then I realised that each person challenged in that harder way, is
actually rather involved in being engaged in that rather harder task.
They are playing with the love fluid more fiercely, wildly and fully
than the person who has a smaller challenge to breathe and metabolise
the substance of love that we all exist in, internally, externally and
But I had never before had any taste that we all knew the same quantity
of saturation of love energy in our physical and mental beings. I never
knew for a moment that it is a universal reality that each one of us
lives in an experience of satiation of love at some level of our
existence. I had never before known the level of reality that it was a
fact of life that we were all full of all that we needed, of love and
happiness and joy.
Comparing Oneself to the Less Fortunate
So at that level of pure love there is no issue of, and no need for, forgiveness.
In that part of reality, there is no person who suffers deprivation,
who has an unfair lack in the distribution of joy, and who has
circumstances that remove joy and love from their life. Until last week,
I had no knowledge that that was possibly true in any way, or in any
form, alongside the obvious enormous differences and difficulties that
people in this world are faced with.
In my life until then, I had always felt a certain hurt and resentment
that I had less than another, and I had felt some identified empathic
anger and outrage where I saw someone else receive yet less love than I,
or another, in the circumstances of his or her life. So I perpetually
felt a little grief, sadness, pain and anger.
I do not know if my new experience has any universal validity. Already
it is somewhat fading. But it was very real. And I can remember the
different state of being that I was in that resulted from that
different state of understanding about life.
People have asked me how about the terrible stick thin people in
India, or for example the devastated people in Iraq? I had not
considered them during my time in hospital. I had only thought about the
other patients, some of whom had terrible physical pain and
disabilities, and one was unable to make any direct engagement with
anybody else. I remember that those sides of them were not foreground or
especially notable to me.
I was more aware of their shining faces as
they lived, breathing and eating and receiving and giving out so
much love energy within and without their beings. I was aware that each
one lived as a particular representation of love. I was aware that in
each person, and in each person’s situation, the shade, or variation of
love that they expressed, was slightly different.
I knew that absolutely everyone was needed to show love in all its differences
of quality and colour, that this was a result that then came from both the differences
in the different peoples’ natures, and their differences of circumstances.
I wonder if people have often had these kinds of experiences after
injuries to the brain. It seems that although both sides of my brain
were banged, it was the left side of my brain that had been mostly
damaged, and so I suppose I was experiencing life from an unusual
dominance of activity of the right side of my brain.
I know I felt how extraordinarily beautiful and loving life was, in that
state, in a way that I had never known before. I feel very blown away to
have discovered that love is an aspect of all of reality, in such a
substantive, tangible, energetic way.
At the time, knowing that all life existed within love, was so utterly true and clear and easy and natural. There was no possibility of questioning the validity of that being how life was, as it appeared so crystal clear in its truth and joy.
I felt a little odd about the whole thing. I was a little concerned that
I seemed to have arrived at the experience through an apparent injury to
my brain, rather than, as it were, my own effort to gradually raise up
my level of consciousness.
But a friend pointed out that that is in the
nature of life: sometimes we have ghastly experiences that cause us to
feel as if all our rugs have been pulled out from under us, and other
times we have wonderful experiences that make us feel that life is more
beautiful than anything we could have previously imagined.
Adrift in the Sea of Time
Along with my slightly wafty state, I was aware that my life was not
quite as it normally was. The most evident phenomenon was that I had no
memory whatsoever, for any event that occurred, conversation that took
place, time of day, even passing of days, or anything at all concrete
and time bound!!! That definitely made life rather difficult to manage!
As each day goes by I can see that I am returning to my more familiar
state of being. I can see that we very much need our fully functioning
left brains (or whatever the relevant physiology maybe) in order to cope
with life as an ongoing developmental affair.
But I am hugely grateful to having had this experience of this other
aspect of consciousness. I think I am most grateful because I now have
the experience that the horrible and terrible differences of
circumstances of love and beauty and joy, in our different lives, are
not quite so simply a case of something terribly unfair in our universe.
I do not know why those differences are in the design, but I realise it
is far more complicated than I had realised before.
I hope that we may all have more of an experience of the pure love that is
available to us all, at all times, at one level of life.
With very much love to all of you,
all my absolutely loving gems
and stars in my life,