Thursday, February 18, 2010

Excerpts From An Email Sent to My Supervisor Concerning A Meeting With A Spiritual Teacher

Extremely purple. Purple dress, purple sun hat, purple shawl, with a crystal necklace as big as your fist. It was everything I could do to not run screaming, "God help me!" We sat. She took out her book and handed it to me. The foreword is by Dr. Joyce Brothers.

There are celebrity endorsements. There is a gold award sticker on the lower right corner. It is a literary award I do not recognize.

She knows Desmond Tutu. Desmond Tutu has written the forewords to her next three books. These books remain unwritten.

She had a medical injury, lost the ability to walk and was housebound for 8 years. She disappeared from public life. She had a miraculous healing. A woman saw her energy paths then used her "glowing" hands to heal her. "It was like she had LED lights embedded in her palms. We only get a Seer like that once every thousand years. I was lucky to have met her. Of course, there is no luck." The Seer happened to be eating at the same restaurant. "This is not a coincidence."

Now upright she is preparing to re-enter "the world." She had a series of dreams about me. She is supposed to meet with me. That is what the meaning of the dreams. She says she knows how to help people in hell. She says she knows how to cultivate compassion in others. I did not know what to make of her. She spent a lot of time staring at me with an intentional "spiritual" gaze. She closed her eyes a lot and fell into silences...I felt like she was trying to show me her magic powers. I am immune to magic powers.

She understands all the energy meridians and has seen them glowing on people. She ordered double bacon on her Cobb salad. She told me stories of hanging out with Tutu. She drank beer with her salad. She touched my hand and tried to stare into my eyes while I chewed my hamburger. I intentionally allowed the ketchup and onions to drip from my mouth. I am not in the practice of returning spiritual gazes. She told me a baby at the next table was very attracted to her. She implied that the baby noticed her "energy," and was naturally attracted. When the baby crawled toward our table I made faces at the baby, causing the baby to come to me. I then gave her a look that said, "Now who has the baby power." She was impressed by this. I think she took it as a sign.

She says she is working with mathematicians to create formulas for grace, for example: "The grace you give to others is the grace you allow yourself. That is a mathematical truth."

The waiter asked to meet with her after lunch to talk about his divorce. She spent thirty minutes telling me her theory of resentment and how to heal it. The points of the teaching spell R.E.A.P. I hung a piece of lettuce from my beard while she told me the teaching. I did this to ward off her spell. It worked.

She told me her daughter died at a young age, caused by the arrogance of doctors. She told me she feels resentment 15 times a day and now heals it within minutes each time it arises. She told me it's like knowing how to drive home.

She told me she once watched Desmond go from hatred to compassion in 30 seconds.

She wants to meet with Frank. I want Frank to meet with her...particularly during a time when I am not available.

I don't know what to make of any of this. I am sending the lunch check to you for reimbursement.

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