Reiki Cat, Mass Formation Psychosis and The Hero’s Journey

Kittens come with claws, don't ya know...

We have always been dog people. Growing up I had several dogs, and my husband Ian also had a dog as a child. So when we decided to get a pet it was a natural thing for us to choose a dog. Along comes Siân, my 4th child, and once she was able to crawl, she crawled into my eldest daughters room and found a teddy bear of a cat which was never hugged. Siân grabbed onto that cat teddy and made it her own, and just like the story of the velveteen rabbit, that particular cat came alive. Once she was old enough to choose what teddy she wanted, she chose more cats.

She’s just turned 12. During the lockdown, of all of my children, Siân was the one who was most deeply affected. Even our beloved dog Milo couldn’t re-ignight her light. So I spoke to my husband and suggested something radical to keep her out of depression’s way. “Let’s get a kitten for Siân.”

It wasn’t something we came around to quickly. Our dog is needy and difficult at times, and the thoughts of entertaining another animal were not attractive to either of us. But the possibility that it would lift our little girl’s spirits was more important. And, of course, there were mice in the shed, so if a cat would save the seeds, then, it could be worth a try.

Ian sourced a kitten on Done Deal almost immediately. He found “Brave kitten not afraid of dogs.” Well, that was indeed a factor, so we made the call, and yes, he was still available.

We’ve had Zuko/Sinjin/Mew for several months now. It’s true what they say about cats having many names! He’s brave, as his description, and now that he has settled in, he proudly walks past Milo, our dog, and gives him a slap or a nuzzle, depending on his mood. He certainly keeps Milo on his toes. Milo is a good natured dog and has made the space for the cat because he could see we cared for him, and he also didn’t have much choice. They run about the house together playing and it’s great fun to watch. Mew has been the only thing to make me laugh for the last several weeks. And Siân’s light is back, she is her happy, creative self again. I don’t mind working out how to use a litter tray, or or picking up ripped bits of paper and tissue (kitten’s have claws) and we have had to reorganise the kitchen so that the worktops are clear of accessible food. It’s so worth the effort, and it’s not that much effort after all, really.

One thing I didn’t realise was that cats are healers. I mean, they really are healers. Once Mew (that’s what I call him) settled in, he started coming in to me in the early morning while I slept, climbing up onto the bed and onto my chest, and purring. I have had severe tinnitus for the last 3 years and it can be disorienting at times. His weight on my chest and the sound of his purring brings me back to this world, and back to myself. I find it very comforting.

Now that we know each other better, me and Mew, he goes a little further and gives me Reiki.

I’ve been a Reiki Master Teacher for a very long time, I recognise Reiki when I feel it. Cat Reiki is wonderful and gentle. As soon as I feel him giving me Reiki, my first response is to give him Reiki right back. But I realised that by doing that I am insulting him. So I stopped, and I allow myself to receive, which is learning for me. I just lie there and receive his gift; I allow myself think that it’s in exchange for providing his food and somewhere for him to live. That makes it okay. Receiving his Reiki is a profound experience, there is so much beautiful healing from such a little body. And then, something shifts, he becomes a little kitten again, and mews for his breakfast.

My body has been in spasm from being angry, from grieving and from not having the words to express myself this past two years. You might think as an author that sounds very strange, not having words, but I haven’t, until the last several months. I’ve always known that there was something bad in those injections. I’m claircognisent. Knowing that something is evil is difficult to prove when you don’t have the data to back it up. My body has been twisted up in pain from this for as long as those injections came into my consciousness. I have been in terror for my children and the children of the world anytime the word mandate has been mentioned, until relatively recently. I’ve been in so much pain I haven’t been able to walk at times. I’m feeling more relief the last month or two because now I have clear data from many sources and my innate knowing has been validated. It feels like I can now make my journey back to health, and having another Reiki Master in the house has been such a blessing. I’ve started to relax more.

It’s not only Siân that has benefited from our cat. Of course the others love Mew too, but he’s got a very special place in my heart. Maybe I’ve been a cat person all these years and never knew it.

This morning Mew came into me and lay down on my chest, and gave me Reiki. I never take it for granted and I am always grateful when he does it. There’s a particularly bad knot in my shoulder and neck that has been causing me pain all through Christmas. Once I caught myself giving him Reiki I stopped and I was able to receive from him. The deep spasm in my shoulder started fluttering, then jumping and releasing. Layers of stress and tension release from the body like layers of an onion with Reiki, it isn’t a quick process. After several deep layers of stress were released from my body, I was much more relaxed. And there it was. Like a splinter of a thorn wedged deep inside of me. Like a whisper in my mind I heard the words “get the jab”. Those are words that I would never use myself, and the particular word “jab” is not one that is in my personal vocabulary. I had suspected this was happening, but here, so deep in the layers of my psyche, was the proof.

I have rose bushes in my garden and I’ve been gardening the last two years, it has really helped ground me. I know how difficult it is to remove a broken thorn that has become wedged deeply into the skin. I went into the layers of my energy field and found it, imagined myself scraping in deep, finding the scraps of thorny material and pulling them out. It hurt for a moment then my body softened. Then I heard a whisper - “omicron”.

I’m also clairaudient. I’ve been hearing “covid”, “omicron”, ‘vaccine” for months like a broken record playing in the background. I put it down to something that most people would never put it down to - a supernatural force being used to brainwash society. Some sort of record being played over and over again in the background, subliminally, to cause this mass delusion and hypnosis that has been so sticky and difficult to pull myself out of. Robert Malone calls it “Mass Formation Psychosis”. I’ve always felt psychosis was connected to spiritual imbalance. That’s another article for another time.

About a year ago I was waking up with “Oh I need to get the vaccine,” in my mind, and then realising that those thoughts were not mine. I would shake them off, but like a bad dream sometimes it would take hours to eliminate the feeling of their energy. But they would leave, and eventually I would feel like I was back on an even keel. I wondered often then, as I have the skills that I have, how many people without these skills were not able to extract these thorns, or shake off the thoughts? Even with this knowing I would still wake up thinking it would be a great idea to get vaccinated, just do it, then all of this pain would go away and I could get on with my life. I would remind myself, “There’s poison in there, it’s a bioweapon. Why would I want to compromise my healing abilities by injecting myself with a bioweapon?” It took a lot of work to undo what had been done.

You see, with this substack I am not holding back. I’m not pussyfooting around, no insult meant to cats. This battle has been the cause of my terror and grief over the last year, and probably yours too, and I’m going to say it like it is. We need to come together and understand what is going on. We need to share our pieces of the jigsaw so that we can put the puzzle together. The more light that shines, the more darkness is revealed.

Many spiritual teachers and healers have come out quickly to judge people who took the injection. That broke my heart too, some of the things they were saying just did not feel true to me. I had to rationalise the darnkess that I found in the so-called lightkeepers. I still have some work to do there. As I said in my first substack article, I have had many disappointments this year, including seeing the people I looked up to in a new light. But again, I will repeat, ‘ordinary’ people are becoming extraordinary, and that makes up for the losses. There is so much more going on here than that which meets our eyes, and ears. There are supernatural forces at play. This is why I do not judge anyone who has taken that injection. We all are playing our part.

Let me say up-front, I’m not a conspiracy theorist, I just can tell the difference between good and evil, between what is true and what is not. Sometimes I need to go down that rabbit hole to find something that fits the profile of what I am feeling. And I have found stuff there. Scary horrible evil stuff that feels true to me. I’ve also found a lot of information there that doesn’t fit. And I know that there are planted people that create stories that are so fantastic and terrifying they act as a wonderful distraction. Evil, delicious and addictive, they’re designed to keep you there and away from what is going on right in front of you. It would be easy to slide down there and stay there, but that’s not my role. The role of the healer is to make the journey to where others cannot go, to get the information and to bring it back and use it for healing. That’s the mythic hero’s journey in action. And anyone who is a true healer in these times, and there are many of us, are doing this, because we have no other choice. We are heroes, yes myself included, and I applaud you if you are one of us. You will know if you are, because as you read my words you’ll feel the prickles down your back.

Sometimes going down that rabbit hole means taking that injection. I know some lightworkers have done this and may not have known why. I believe some of you have taken it to transform it and change it’s energy so it does not damage as many people, just like the traditional shaman ingest and transform illness for their clients. I applaud you for that. For this very reason we cannot separate ourselves into a society of those that have taken it and those that have not. We all have taken it. We are all transforming it. We are all playing our part, and we are overcoming evil. And we will prevail.