JULY: Something was happening to soles of my feet. They felt rather numb. Carolyn came in and gave me some reflexology to stimulate the feet. By the next day they felt quite numb; odd.
Hannah had not gone into labour yet. Her due date had passed. This numbness slowly began to creep from my feet up my legs. By the time Bodhi was born by an emergency caesarean section, my legs did not feel like they belonged to me. In fact I used a walking stick to aid my balance as I walked down the hospital corridors to visit the three of them. Hannah was sore from her operation and emotional because her birth plan had not eventuated. I knew this feeling from giving birth to her. She had been a forceps deliver. I had not planned either. Neither had I planned for the bruising that stopped me from sitting comfortably for a few weeks after her birth.
This was the reason western medicine totally lost its shine for me. From the time that Samuel developed asthma and eczema after his first triple antigen vaccination, my children saw a homoeopath not a doctor. Samuel was a healthy home-birthed baby who responded negatively to whatever that vaccination contained. Since that time both of the children had been homoeopathically vaccinated and Hannah planned to continue that practise.
As a family we had embraced the world of holistic medicine, which viewed not just our symptoms, but our emotions, the events that were occurring in our lives, the food we were eating and the thoughts we were thinking. All of us spirit, soul and body were inextricably unified and treated as one whole body with a requirement for re-balancing. That re-balance was created with a vibrational.
I had my own Homoeopathic Home Remedy kit and used it with remarkable results. I taught others how to potentise homoeopathic remedies from herbal tinctures. I had a flourishing herb garden from which I taught classes, made perfumes, flavoured our food, made our teas, and our medical preparations. We rarely saw a medical doctor, a stitch or two should that become necessary. Re-entering the world of western medicine was an intolerable proposition. It required I leave my Soul and Spirit at home, to become a body which exhibited symptoms.
Bodhi arrived into the world on the 9th July 2004.
One week, to the day after Bodhi’s birth, my life transformed. Just as my guide team said it would; yet not the way I had anticipated.
The family saw the problem I was having with my legs, and were supportive. In retrospect they were keen for me to seek medical help.
For a week or so I used aids for walking, until I found myself unable to use my legs at all. Marion arrived and took me to see Val, in a wheelchair. An osteopath, from Val’s multi-disciplinary clinic, lifted me out of the wheel chair onto his massage table, pronouncing that I had spinal damage and that it could be permanent. Val saw that I was no longer connected to the grids of the Earth.
The Guide Team:
The Grids of the earth are the soft current that flows through the soil which your scientists call the electromagnetic field. It is the very field that supports your existence. When you are disconnected from the grids, you are contained by your own energy alone. There was one thread which continued to offer you life, for without it, you would not have been able to exist at all.
At this time this is exactly what you did, in fact all of the members of your Group Soul did it; you hung onto life by a thread. A very apt description of this part of a very tenuous process; tenuous; because it had never been tested before. You all coded this into your own bodies, with the knowing that at the time when it may be required; support from the planet, which holds a piece of you in trust, was not going to be there for you. That could not be counted on. And for you Helen it was the most tenuous time of all.
As you will see from Figure: 8, the old program was gone completely. There was no sign at all of your old substance of life. The seven horizontal vortices had spun out every last piece of your old program, from your body. The vertical vortices had done their job of maintaining stability and balance through this time. The new program was integrating. Contact with the earth’s electromagnetic flow could have compromised its integration, so you were isolated in a cocoon. Remember that Sandy Youssef, drew you, as if you were an Egyptian mummy, completely wound and wrapped in strips of fabric. Only your eyes were shown.
Guess what? The Egyptians knew that at death the new program of life would be shown to them, that they would choose who would be the recipient of the new program.They knew who that person would be, they prepared for them. Their rituals had substance. They are not as your archaeologists describe. The symbolism they used was for a time like this; when a new vibratory state was bestowed, which meant celebration. That is what they did. And that is what we were encouraging you to do, celebrate the new aspect of self that was coming into life for the first time. The old ‘you’ was exiting your body, and a new ‘you’ was entering. It occurred for all of you in the group Soul, at this time. It was a grand celebration. It was what the Egyptians knew was possible, yet they were the not the first ones to experience it, no matter how well they prepared for the event.
You were the first ones to experience it here in Perth in 2004.
Your experience of welcoming your new part of self came with some extra effects, because you had passed your use-by-date and we were applying techniques to regenerate your body. You had built in your own use-by-date, and during the last two years changed your mind! Your determination coupled with your ability to write our words was not a consideration we thought we would encounter. Your team in the invisible went into gear to assist your body to reverse the state you found yourself in. Rejuvenation at its best!
In 2001 Helen McCarthy asked loudly and vehemently to be shown how the visible and the invisible work together. Be careful what you ask for.
In the middle of that year she experienced an epiphany. A loud voice shouted the same sentence into her head twice. That sentence made little sense at the time; yet was a premonition of what was to come. She was about to live the answer to her question through a cancer diagnosis.