Monthly Archives: April 2018

I’m thinking about the mystery…

APPRECIATE THE MYSTERY!

“The mystery of life is not a problem to be solved but a reality to be experienced.”
— Aart Van Der Leeuw

“I believe there is no source of deception in the investigation of nature which can compare with a fixed belief that certain kinds of phenomena are impossible.”
— William James

“Your theory is crazy, but it’s not crazy enough to be true.”
— Niels Bohr

“To know that we know what we know, and to know that we do not know what we do not know, that is true knowledge.”
— Copernicus

“Curiouser and curiouser!”
— Lewis Carroll

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My Flight with Frank, Part 3

Jeanette Pasqua, Dublin, PA writes: “My Flight with Frank” in The Main Central Jin Shin Jyutsu Newsletter, issue Number 81, Summer 2013:

continued…

The doctor looked at me a bit strangely. I felt the need to explain, “It worked one time before with someone else, so I though I would try again.” The doctor then asked me if I was a nurse traveling with Frank, to which I replied, “No, I am just a passenger who sat next to him and listened to his story.” The doctor smiled. The blood pressure cuff was still not working properly. We asked the flight attendant if there was a defibrillator on board. She informed us that by law only flight attendants could use them. I said, “Okay, just keep it nearby.” She came back in a short while to inform us that for some reason this new plane did not have one on board.

Frank was beginning to feel a bit better and could respond to questions. We only had three oxygen canisters, about 1-1/2 hours of canned oxygen on board, so its usage was carefully planned out. The doctor was consulting by phone with an emergency group on land. It was determined that Frank was stable enough to go on to Philadelphia and we did not need to make an emergency stop in Pittsburgh.

Safety Energy Lock 4 was beginning to open and become soft. My hands felt very hot and sweaty. It was apparent that Frank was feeling better because he started barking orders to the doctor saying he didn’t want to go to the hospital in Philadelphia. He wanted to go back to his doctor and hospital in Phoenix. The doctor convinced him that it would be a good idea to at least have the hospital in Philadelphia check him out.

Frank lifted the oxygen mask and said, “I wanted everyone to know who I am. Show them the pictures.” I smiled and said to him, “I know who you are, Frank.” So I passed around the Lawrence Welk dance photos and shared them with everyone in the first two rows. The plane had a very quiet, sacred feeling after that. It was a very real and honest moment we all shared. The prayers and intentions of every person on that plan on Frank’s behalf were so evident.

Frank was lying in the enter aisle very relaxed, almost sleepy. We were about to land and I realized that I did not have a seat. As a result of sitting and kneeling in the aisle for 1-1/2 hours jumper cabling frank’s had, my legs were completely asleep. The doctor was strapped into Frank’s seat and the nurse was in my seat, so I chose to stay on the floor with Frank holding his head during the landing. Just as we were landing, I felt a strong hand on my left arm supporting me. I looked over and saw the man holding me. He said, “I’m hanging on to you. I saw what you did. I’m not letting anything happen to you during this landing.” I thanked him and kept holding Frank’s head.

We landed safely. I whispered into Frank’s ear, “Hang in there, Frank, and don’t give these people a hard time. I know yo like to be the boss, but these people are offering help to you.” He smiled at me and shook his head in agreement. The paramedics came on board, and we got Frank up and onto a wheelchair. I carried his things out of the plane. Then I hugged him and kissed his head. After giving my name and number to the airport personnel, they let me go.

I walked out, and my dear husband was waiting for me. I hugged him tightly and said, “I’m so glad to be with you. I’ll explain later, but I have to go to the bathroom very badly.” I ran into the bathroom that was completely empty. I was in the stall and I started my conversation with God out loud, “God, I know you put me where I’m needed and that I asked to be your instrument, but sometimes I’d like to have a quiet ride home. Does it have to be so dramatic?”

I started laughing at myself because I realized what I had just said. I came out of the stall, and a lady was standing there staring at me. I was a little self-conscious and said, “I don’t usually speak out loud, but I just got off the plane and…” With that she interrupted and said, “You’re the lady on the plane! I was on that plane. Wasn’t that incredible? That was amazing” I said, “Yes, the whole experience was amazing, and I was just telling God that sometimes I have trouble accepting what it is I ask for.” We laughed and went on our way.

My husband took me home, and life went on. I did call to check on Frank the next day and the next week. He was still in the hospital with “congestive heart failure”. We spoke several times, and he was having some difficulty breathing. He said, “I’ll never forget you.” I said to him, “Frank, I’ll never forget you either.”

We are all on a journey of discovering who we truly are as spiritual beings on this earth. In living this experience with Frank, I am reminded that when I ask God to use me in service, to be ready to accept that role when it appears. It may not always come in the guise that I have anticipated. It may be as simple as a smile to another, or it can be as dramatic as coming upon someone just after an accident. whatever arrives, welcome it and embrace it for it comes from God. Our opinions of it are of no significance. It is neither good nor bad. It is as it is.Trust whatever comes your way you have within you all that you need to be with the experience. This is part of the journey of our souls’ growth. It is a blessing to be traveling with all of you on our journeys together. Pray we all reach a place within that fills us with contentment and peace in our lives.

Thank you, Jeanette.

Thank you, Mary.

Thank you, David.

Gassho, Namaste, Blessings

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I’m thinking about compassion…

COMPASSION

“What I want in my life is compassion, a flow between myself and others based on a mutual giving from the heart.”
— Marshall B. Rosenberg

“The whole idea of compassion is based on a keen awareness of the interdependence of all these living beings, which are all part of one another, and all involved in one another.”
— Thomas Merton

“When we experience the pain of another person, we instinctively want to take away that pain. But by taking away the other person’s pain, we also take away his or her opportunity to grow. To be truly compassionate, we must be able to share another person’s suffering and pain — knowing there is nothing we can do to relieve it and that we are not responsible for it, and yet knowing and understanding what that pain feels like.”
— John Gray

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My Flight with Frank, Part 2

Jeanette Pasqua, Dublin, PA writes: “My Flight with Frank” in The Main Central Jin Shin Jyutsu Newsletter, issue Number 81, Summer 2013:

continued…

Frank began to tell me about his two remaining brothers who lived outside of Philadelphia. He was planning to meet with them to change his will. He told me he had a beautiful home in Sun City, Phoenix. He continued telling me about his son, his nieces and nephews, etc. with a lot of opinion about how they went wrong. I admit I tuned out of this portion of the conversation.

Then Frank reached up again needing “the maid”. I went over to push the flight attendant button for him. He said he needed to stretch his legs because they were getting swollen. It was quite an ordeal and took two attendants to assist him. The attendants suggested that while he was up, they might as well go to the bathroom. So they helped Frank shuffle to the first class bathroom. They brought him back and he plopped in his seat exhausted from the ordeal. The attendant asked if he was okay, and Frank said, “I’m fine.” She turned away to go back to first class.

I looked over to see if Frank needed help with his seat belt and watched as Frank’s eyes rolled back in his head and he pushed his tongue forward and stopped breathing. I jumped out of my seat and pushed the attendant button. He still wasn’t breathing, and I suspected he was experiencing congestive heart failure with all that I had observed. I placed my right hand on his spine at TV5 and my left hand held his left little finger, for this can sometimes be helpful for persons with an acute heart project. Still he wasn’t breathing. I then stuck my thumbs in the center of Frank’s armpits and rolled my palm and remaining fingers on the acromion (the very upper arm – hi 19) very firmly, knowing that this can be helpful for the breath. Frank started breathing. He had stopped for about 15 seconds. By this time the flight attendant came, and we helped to lay him on the floor in the center aisle.

The attendant went to use the intercom to ask if there were any doctors or nurses on board. In the meantime I was holding Frank’s head. From what has been taught to me in Jin Shin Jyutsu class, I know that when the Safety Energy Lock 4, located at the base of the cranium, is blocked on the right and the left, this is when the spirit may leave the body. With this in mind, I simply held the base of Frank’s head and spoke a silent prayer to God saying that if Frank is to leave, please help him leave peacefully, and if Frank is to stay, please help him to hang in there. Under my fingertips I could sense that very little energy was passing through both Safety Energy Locks. The area felt rock hard. However, I was in for the long haul and simply kept jumper cabling.

At this point, a nurse came from first class and tried to get the blood pressure cuff to work. Apparently it was not functioning properly. A very nice doctor came from behind introducing himself as Richard, a family doctor from Connecticut. He asked what happened. At this point of the experience my adrenaline took over, and I sounded like a scene from E.R. In about 5 seconds I blurted out, “This is Frank, an 89 year-old man with a history of hypertension, had a five bypass operation and is on his second pacemaker. He fell last week and bruised a rib. Here is his list of meds. He went to the bathroom, came back exhausted and collapsed. He stopped breathing for approximately 15 seconds, but never turned blue. I stuck my thumbs into his armpits and rolled outward onto the acromion, and he started breathing again.”

To be continued…

I’m thinking about my motives…

DO YOU GIVE TO GET?

“I have sensed a growing discontent amongst many who are on their spiritual path. A common theme appears to be — ‘I have been serving God for so long and have given up so much and it has been such a struggle — when am I going to get my reward?’”
— Wendy Munroe

It’s interesting to become aware of how we participate in the dynamic exchange of giving and receiving. When we give, do we do so whole-heartedly? Or do we do so with the ulterior motive of wanting something in return?

It’s not wise to be always looking for a deal. The universe never short-changes us. We can afford to be generous. When something of value is given, something of value must be returned.

“It’s not how much we give but how much love we put into giving.”
— Mother Teresa

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My Flight with Frank, Part 1

Jeanette Pasqua, Dublin, PA writes: “My Flight with Frank” in The Main Central Jin Shin Jyutsu Newsletter, issue Number 81, Summer 2013:

This article was written in March 1999. Every March in the years from 1991 to 1999, I traveled to Scottsdale, Arizona, to receive what is called an “intensive” of Jin Shin Jyutsu sessions. As a practitioner of this Art, it was truly a great experience for me to receive these sessions. It was so inspiring to be with my teacher, Mary Burmeister, and practitioner, Pat Meador. It was so great seeing everyone in the busy office.

This past March (1999) was wonderful. The weather was bright and sunny in Scottsdale. In between session times, I really enjoyed some quiet time. I meditated and prayed. Part of my daily prayer to God is to offer myself in service in the highest good for all. “My Flight with Frank” was an answer to prayer. (I changed his name to respect his privacy.)

We left Phoenix airport and were seated on the plane in the first row just behind first class. I had an aisle seat, and there was a mom and her little girl to my left. Across the aisle sat Frank. Next to him were two lovely young women. He looked across at me and joked and laughed that he had the best seat in the house. As time went on, it became apparent that Frank was quite a character. He spoke with a gravelly voice and cupped his hand around his mouth every time he spoke to me, as if he was telling me something secretive. The funny thing was, though, he spoke so loud that the first two rows heard everything he said. He said he felt like a sixteen-year-old in an eighty-nine-year-old body. His wife died of cancer two years ago. He said her sister came to take care of him, but that didn’t work out: “She was too bossy.” He shared that he had had a five-bypass operation, and he was on his second pacemaker.

About four times during the flight Frank would reach as far as he could to touch the attendant button, but couldn’t reach it. I got out of my seat belt and pushed it for him. He cupped his hands around his mouth and said very loudly that the two young ladies to his right “are no help at all.” I smiled and asked if he wanted the flight attendant, to which he replied, “I need the maid.” The flight attendant came every time, bringing Frank extra water, napkins, etc. Frank was extremely breathless after speaking and also cleared his throat so loudly that many times he apologized, saying he was embarrassed. I told him that his body was doing what it needed and not to worry.

He said, “I want you to know who I am. Go get my leather brown bag out of the overhead and give it to me.” I did as he said. Frank pulled out a slip of paper that had a long list of his medications on it. Then he reached into his bag and pulled out some professional studio photographs of himself as a young man in dance poses, dipping pretty women. He explained that in the late 1930’s he was with the dance troupe of Lawrence Welk and was on the very first televised programs. I remarked how handsome he looked. He winked and smiled.

Soon our food came, and Frank gave me his roll and told me to take it home. I said, “No, thank you.” He kept insisting. I said, “No, thank you, Frank.” Finally he got the message. Then I felt him tapping my arm with his bowl of chicken saying, “Could you cut my meat?” At this point I could feel a bit of agitation rising within me. I exhaled and received another breath and said, “Sure, Frank.” I turned to the woman beside me and asked her jokingly, “Do I have a big neon sign on my forehead saying ‘Mrs. Softy’?” She laughed. We all finished our meal.

To be continued…

I’m thinking about knowing and feeling…

WHAT ARE YOU FEELING?

“We know too much and feel too little. At least, we feel too little of those creative emotions from which a good life springs.”
— Bertrand Russell

Many of the qualities that bring fulfilment in life are feelings, like love, joy, freedom and gratitude.

In our overly rational world, we tend to think about how we feel, which, of course, is not feeling at all — it’s thinking.

Honour your feelings and be willing to experience them. They give us valuable feedback about what is and what is not working in our lives. They are the signposts to meaningful inner work.

“With just a little education and practice on how to manage your emotions, you can move into a new experience of life so rewarding that you will be motivated to keep on managing your emotional nature in order to sustain it. The payoff is delicious in terms of improved quality of life.”
— Doc Childre

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