John of God Trip 5 – Day 3 Is A Spiritual Surgery Day

The morning session at Casa Dom Inacio with John of God began with a wedding and a baptism — really, one never knows what might happen in The Casa.  It was a shared a moment of joy, and such a gift to be able to participate in it.

Then Alan went in for his spiritual surgery.  I asked him later to report, and his comment:  “It was like a gentle meditation, and then I had the best rest I’ve gotten in the past several months.”  Sweet.  He probably had a spontaneous healing, too ; >)

I went through the second time line with my requests:

• Please help me calibrate my personality to blend with my Soul.
• Please help me heal spinal injuries and injuries to ribcage from the horse riding accident.
• Please help me heal type 1 diabetes.

And — I guess it’s no surprise —  I was scheduled for the afternoon session spiritual surgery.  This was my ninth spiritual surgery, and it was VERY different than what I experienced previously.  It was intensely physical, and by that I mean it hurt.  A lot.  There’s no glossing over it.  First, at the site of the shattered vertebra (T-12) and then spreading to include right kidney and liver…  until the entire area from spine to right side where ribs end was a burning, shearing pain.

I thought about jumping up and running out of the room.  I thought about leaping out of my skin 😛  I thought about doing just about anything that might stop the pain… but, ultimately, I remembered that I expressed my willingness and welcomed healing through this process — however it happened.  So, I breathed and let my spine softly move in small increments as it seemed to do on its own.  Periodically, I thought, Ow, ow, ow!” and then went back to breathing.  The pain ceased seconds before the Casa volunteer told us the surgery was complete and to open our eyes.

Then I went back to the room — where Alan was getting the best rest in months — expecting the trance-like experience with vivid dreams and insights of previous post surgeries, but that didn’t happen either.  Indeed, I didn’t even fall asleep.  I laid in the bed with my eyes closed for hours – wide awake.  I did eventually go to sleep — I was in bed for twenty four hours, after all.  And the dreams were rich, if not compelling.

So, what happened?  And what’s happening?  It’s a mystery, unfolding before us, I guess.  With a spiritual surgery, the surgery is performed upon the energy body rather than the physical body.  I surmise it was so deep into that subtle realm that the trickle down time for insights and connections will come through the post spiritual surgery week.

I would like to make note here though of one fun fact I realized while lying there with my eyes closed:  When I first came to Abadiania to visit John of God, I injected an average of 50 units of insulin daily.  Over the two years, that amount decreased to 33 units — the amount I’ve been taking for the past six months since the last trip.  As soon as we arrived in Abadiania, I started have low blood sugar episodes and began reducing insulin amounts.  As of today (three days into this adventure), I am injecting 24 units of insulin daily and maintaining a blood sugar in “normal” ranges.

On another note, there is no credit card capability in the entire town right now.  Apparently, a couple of week’s ago the banks intended to switch all of the card machines to wireless, and there was a bug in the system that is still being fixed.  It’s created an interesting dynamic for all of us folks who come from credit card dominated cultures 😛  …lots of people scurrying by taxi to neighboring towns to get cash.  Fortunately, for us — after a momentary disorientation — we just figured out how to budget our cash and relaxed into it.  Just another silver lining from the past few months of riding the currents of change, n’est-ce pas?

We’re heading into the weekend now.  Updates on the exciting — and slow — world of Abadiania

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