David's story: Flowing with the Dying Process
"Over the past couple of months I've worked with two friends that have also been clients whose sister and mother have gone through the death process. In preparation for their dying I was able to work with each of them and teach them how to be present and flow with the dying process. I gave each of them the experience of taking spirit flight so that they would understand how to help the person cross over, how to do the death spiral and to close off the chakras. I had them watch the videos on the dying consciously website and then for us to discuss any questions or concerns.
For one friend it was his older sister dying of cancer. For the other it was his 92 year old father. Both had amazing experiences. Paul, the one whose 92 year old father passed last week, said that the process he and I worked through gave him the comfort to be totally open to his father. Both his father and mother had a document saying that when they felt they were ready to die they would stop eating. He had come to that point and said, "no more food". After 6 days of fasting and with little water other than ice for the dry mouth he was incredibly clear. His wife (who is 92 as well) crawled in bed with him and talked to him about the wonderful life they had together and told him she was fine and he could go. Paul keep talking to him how the energy would come up his spine and go out the top of his head toward the light and not to get distracted by any other bells or whistles he would confront! On his last day he calmly he looked at everyone, smiled and then let himself go, all without any drugs or any pain. Paul said it was one of the most beautiful moments of his life. He called me with deep gratitude for the work I had done with him and the website that taught him how to be in this most precious moment.
So, thank you for the teaching in the East, for the website and your dedication to the dying process for people. I wanted you to know that two more lives and many involved were touched by your work."
With love, appreciation and many blessings to you, David
Testimonials and Stories
Andrea's story: A Family Healing
"With the unexpected loss of the patriarch of our family, there were so many words that were left unspoken. To come together in ceremony, honoring and remembering how he touched our lives helped all of us tremendously through the grieving process. Together, we were able to express our love and gratitude for all he brought to our lives and were able to come closer as a family which was so important to him. Not only did we express our love for him, but said things to one another that we thought we could never say - this alone brought decades of healing. Our family has never been spiritual so we were concerned about how the process would be received. By the time we were halfway through the aya despacho ceremony, there wasn't a dry eye in the house and everyone involved was fully engaged and touched deeper than we could have imagined. All of us have been transformed profoundly by this experience and feel better knowing that the full expression of our prayers, love and gratitude for all he brought to our lives were buried with him." - The Family of Harold H. Corhan
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Andrea's story: Healing Our Family
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David's story: Flowing with the Dying Process
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A note from Katrina
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Mary's story: A Sweet Little Lady
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Sue's story: Steppin In
Ad has been living for 2 years in a care home specializing in Alzheimer’s here in Holland. He is 86 years old. I’ve been doing healing sessions once a month with him for more then a year. When he first came to see me, he was very restless, chaotic, disturbed, grumpy, tired and sad. He is making rapid progress now.
I always start with an lllumination and then seeing and feeling what Ad needs, Often I do a deep luminous body cleansing or Kuya Limpiar; he likes that. He carried many old stories, many wounds. The stories became very evident during the last year. I noticed that the I forgive you's and I love you's were very important. There were many entities or energies from past times bounded to him. They went into the light immediately when he asked their forgiveness or they had to forgive him. I always see some kind of a screen and then the story as if it is a movie. It will stop at a certain point -- like a pause --where the block or wound is and where the healing must take place.
During the last year I did many illuminations, some solid extractions, an underworld extraction and some soul retrievals. Most of the lost soul parts came back by themselves; I only had to blow them into one of the chakras. I also went traveling with him to the upperworld. He found such a peace in himself. Amazing how everything shifted. He became more and more himself again. He radiates and people are attracted to him; he enjoys life, of what is left. It goes much further then only the patient, the whole environment benefits. During the sessions, he always fell asleep or went into a trance and when he woke up he danced and sang! He said that he didn’t know what I was doing, but that it felt very good and always made him very happy. The doctors are thinking that his medicines are working so very well, better than with most of the other patients.
Ad feels big unconditional love. ( I am getting very emotional now -- I feel it, too.) I am so thankful for this work we do together with Spirit! Now he's becoming more and more into balance with himself and the world.
Near the end, Ad said to me: "I want you to give me the Death Rites when it’s time. You don't have to come with me; I know the way now!"
Walk in beauty and in munay, Karen (From Holland)
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Karen's story: Alzheimer’s Patient on the Journey
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Mary's story: A Sweet Little Lady
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Galer's story: Healing Power of Silence
Galer's Story: Healing Power of Silence |
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Carol's story: Gentle Way of Death for Beloved Pet
Carol's story: Gentle Way of Death for Beloved Pet |
Maria's Story: My Beloved Grandmother My husband, two friends and I were on vacation away from home after a month of intense work. One night, I received a phone call from my mother saying her mom was not doing very well and that she had been taken to the hospital. She was a 94-year-old woman, a lady of great Catholic Faith and psychic development. That night I went to bed offering her my prayers, and I had a confirmation that she was about to pass away. The next morning, the confirmation call came. She was resting now. I asked my husband and my friend to please assist me in offering her the Death Rites from a distance. I performed the Seven-Illumination process and the Death Rites. It was even funny how, when we "called" the spirit of my grandmother to perform the rites, she recognized my husband and said to him, "Ah, it's the handsome husband," which is the way she always referred to him when she talked about him. After we let her spirit know what we were about to do, the process went smoothly and the air was filled with a quality of light, excitement and lots of love. Even though my heart was in pain I was also relieved to sense my grandma's freedom growing with each chakra illumination. By the time we were doing the Great Death Spiral, at the point of her throat, I mentally and with all my heart told her, "I love you so much. Go, rest in peace. I love you so much…Are you listening? Can you hear me?...Go, fly free. It’s time to go, my beloved Grandma. Can you hear me?” |
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Maria's story: My Beloved Grandmother
A healing from afar — I’d like to share a short story about my grandfather’s passing two years ago. My grandfather, who was dying in Cincinnati, requested that none of us grandchildren fly in to be at his side. He simply wanted only my father and aunt to be there with him - my grandmother had already passed. Gramps was a guy who was never able to tell any of us that he loved us although it had always been apparent. He was definitely someone who would never ask for any help from anyone. I'd asked my father over the telephone if he would ask Grandpa if it was all right if I prayed for him, hold him in my thoughts, and help him in the way I knew how. At that point my grandfather was sleeping almost all of the time but would briefly wake up for small amounts of time. The next time Gramps woke up, my dad told him my request, and Gramps simply winked at him and fell back asleep. This was the first chance for me to work with someone dying, and I had serious doubts not only about what I was doing but also about trying to do it from afar. I opened sacred space, asked for a lot of help, and went about doing a 7-chakra illumination. Truly, I didn't have much sense of anything happening until I used some spirit water to blow the heaviness away from where I was envisioning Gramps spirit to be, lying on the floor. This was the point that it hit me that he truly was there with me in the room. I repeatedly watched the spirit water “bounce” off of his luminous energy field rather than go to the floor. I kept spritzing and watching, even blowing spirit water into other parts of the room to see if the spray would behave differently. And it did. The spray would go to the floor where Gramps 'wasn't,' and bounce where he was. It made me laugh. It filled my heart to offer this gift to my grandfather, a man that had gifted to me throughout his entire life in so many ways. |
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DeeDee's story: Healing from Afar
Something was Missing and Beyond Alzheimer's I have been a registered nurse for 36 years, and in the early years of my career, I worked with dying children. In those days we had very little official support either for the staff or the families - much less the dying children themselves. We nurses were it as far as support. When I met and began to work with Dr. Elizabeth Kubler-Ross in 1973, I felt I finally found someone who understood what was really going on and spoke the same language. With her book On Death and Dying coming out and addressing the real issues, I felt we finally got some much needed support. I also worked with Dr. Raymond Moody, who was also helpful. Over the many years that I worked in the emergency department of a large hospital, I continued practicing the work of Dr Kubler-Ross. I did however feel at an intuitive level that something was missing in this work. I believe I found that "something" when I began the Healing the Light Body Program with the Four Winds five years ago. The first time I performed the Death Spiral, I had not actually been taught the East class yet. I called a teacher and she talked me through the process. It was one of the most profound experiences I've ever had at the bedside of a dying person. The beautiful white light energy that came out the top of the patient’s head and the peace-filled look on his cancer-ravaged body made him the most beautiful person I have ever seen. It was a real gift to me and to his family and friends; there was no doubt that he had moved on to a better place. My mother's recent passing proved to be the most difficult one. I know that all those souls that I had assisted earlier had prepared me for my mom. You see, my mom had Alzheimer's disease, and in the end, we had no outward manifestation of communication coming forth from her. I was concerned about doing recapitulation with someone who could not respond to us. In the last week of her life, my five brothers and sisters set up camp in her home, never leaving. We were basically living together as we had not done since we were young children. As we sat around Mom's bed, we talked of her life, and we all had similar yet different remembrances. We went back to her childhood, back to our childhood. We did her life review with her and for her. I held sacred space open the entire time, and also my mesa was open almost the whole week at her bedside. I feel we were all helped and directed in this process. Forgiveness was expressed by each of us for each of our own issues, and at that time we asked her to please forgive herself as we had. Each day of that week, I cleansed her chakras so she could continue to move out heavy energies. I always found her breathing a little easier after this was done. She would sleep. Each day we all expressed our belief that it was OK for her to move on, that we would be alright, that we would continue to look out for each other, and that we knew there were people waiting for her on the other side. When on the sixth day she had not moved on, I sat with my mesa and discovered that there was something holding her here. I spoke with a shaman friend, and we decided it was some unresolved business with a baby that had died when my mom was seven months pregnant. That was in 1962. Before Mom got Alzheimer's, she had wanted to move the baby’s grave over to my dad's grave. I sent my brothers out to the grave to perform a ceremony. They phoned me as they were doing it, and I whispered to Mom what we were doing. She passed away within a few hours after this. I performed the Death Spiral, and I know that her energy was and still is completely gone from her home. We moved the baby’s ashes to my mom's casket, where she would have wanted them. Completion. I give so much thanks to the Four Winds for teaching me not only the Death Rites but all of my work in all the other classes has taught me to trust myself, the universe and the shamanic practice. Much Love, Chris (close window) |
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Chris's stories: Something Was Missing
and Beyond Alzheimer's
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Don's stories: Intuitive Wisdom and A Call Home
Intuitive Wisdom and A Call Home
There are two incredible experiences I have had when giving the death rites. The first was with a person dying of complications of AIDS. His partner, knowing I did energy work, asked me to do the death rites on his partner. His partner was not able to talk due to his deterioration, so I started with the first chakra.
The intuitive wisdom we receive during the rites is amazing. A voice came to my head asking why pictures of his children were not around him (I didn't even know he had children). I questioned his partner, and the partner's response was, “How did you know that detail?” I told the partner that I just knew it. So he pulled out the pictures of the grown-up children. Later, the 28- and 31-year-old children called to talk to their dad, even knowing he might not hear them.
When I got up to the third chakra, I heard that he would appreciate a picture of himself in his military uniform; he had worked for the military until he retired. Again the partner asked how I knew of the picture. Again I responded that it was what I was being informed. At this point the partner asked me when his partner would get better. I realized the healthy partner expected me to "cure" his partner to better health. I explained that I was creating a place where his partner could decide what he wanted, whether to stay or leave the physical realm.
The healthy partner asked if I would leave since I could not heal his partner, so I left and went on my planned vacation to Hawaii. In the middle of the trip, I got a call from the healthy partner asking for forgiveness and also asking whether I would complete the rites. I said that I would be back the following week and not to worry—they would be completed. The day after I completed the rites, my friend passed away. He actually passed three hours after the rites were done.
Second Experience:
I was called by my mother, who told me that my stepfather had stomach cancer and had a short time to live. The doctors gave him 3 to 4 months to live. I purchased a ticket back to San Francisco so I could give my respects while my stepfather was alive. The Friday before I was supposed to leave, I got a phone call from my aunt stating that my mother was trying to get in touch with me but couldn't remember how. I called my mother immediately; she was confused and frightened.
I changed my flight to leave that very day and arrived in San Francisco that evening. I sat with my stepfather, and out of nowhere, he asked me to perform the death rites for him. I opened sacred space and talked to him the whole time, explaining what I doing and what the process would be like. After the first chakra, he asked if he was ready to move on to the next life. As we continued, his speech became less frequent until there was a time he was silent and could not respond to any questions. I continued the rites until I finished the work and had him moved to his bed. We had the room protected with a baby monitor, so I slept on the living room couch. I could hear all that was happening within my stepfather's room, just in case he needed something. My stepfather had not talked to anyone in over twelve hours and seemed to be resting comfortably. He had been given some morphine to reduce pain but nothing more, since hospice was involved.
Around 2 am Monday night, I was awakened by the sound of my stepfather talking. He was thanking all the people he knew in his lifetime when, all of a sudden, he said, “Wanda, I am so glad you are here to assist me. Thank you.” I started crying because Wanda was my stepfather’s first wife, who had passed ten years before. There was no more talk on the microphone—just restless breathing. I woke up in the morning and noticed my stepfather's breathing had the rattling that the hospice nurse said would happen, so I rolled my stepfather on his side. My stepfather died at 9 am that morning. If I had not heeded the call to come early from Hawaii, I would not have been present to hear, feel and see the transformation of my stepfather. —Don (close window)
A Book to Guide Me and A Friend at Peace
In the final stages of my mom’s life, I was traveling a lot between my home in Houston and a suburb of Phoenix, where she was living. My mom was semi-conscious the last days of her life and was receiving morphine and other sedating medication regularly. She was in her home with 24-hour caregivers and me, her only child. At the time, I was reading Alberto’s latest book, Shaman, Healer, Sage.
When I realized that my mom was taking her last breaths, I asked the nervous caregiver to step out of the room so that I could be alone with my mom. I held her in my arms as her body made the last futile attempts at life and then gently laid her back on the pillow.
Having just completed the book, I went to the section I had flagged, that of the final death rites. I literally held the book in my hand and followed the steps of the final death spiral. Although I was just following steps in a book, the whole process seemed very peaceful, and I felt so honored to be able to do whatever it was that was happening for my mom. It did not matter that she may have approved or not approved or perhaps not believed in what I was doing. It seemed like the right thing to do, and I sensed her spirit leave her body. I then sealed her chakras following directions from the book. The peacefulness that occurredfor me and in the whole room allowed me to spend time with my mom’s body in a very sacred way. I played Native American flute music (her favorite), bathed her, anointed her body with essential oils, and covered her with one of her favorite Navajo blankets.
Seven years later I became a graduate of the Healing the Light Body school. As I experienced the whole process of the death rites and learned the intricacies of the practice, I often thought of that special time with my mom. I now have a deeper understanding of and appreciation for the work I was able to do with my mom.
Second story:
Recently, I had the opportunity to be with a good friend in the final days of her mom’s life. Her mom was unconscious, and we spent time together sitting at the bedside. My friend knew of my studies with The Four Winds and was open to using the work with her mom. As we sat together in her mom’s room, I read out loud pertinent parts of the book, Shaman, Healer, Sage. My friend told me stories about her mom, and several times she told her mom that it was OK to go and that she would be OK.
We opened sacred space together in the hospice room of a hospital. I then did the 7-chakra illumination, and I taught my friend how to do the illumination and the final death spiral. She was alone with her mom the next day and related to me that in the hours before her mom’s death, she did the chakra unwinding. After her mom died, she also did the final death spiral. My friend was pleased to be able to do something on the energetic level for her mom. She felt the chakra unwinding and the death spiral helped her mom to die in a very peaceful way.
Many Blessings, Jackie (close window)
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Jackie's stories: A Book to Guide Me
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Lori's story: A Good Death
Lori's Story—A Good Death
I just completed the Healing the Light Body program two weeks ago. I had no idea I would come home and put all of my new techniques to work. I am so grateful for everything I have learned as it allowed me to participate in a beautiful time with my father.
On Thursday September 11, 2008, as I was completing the “death” experience in the program and spoke my deathbed “I love yous” and “I’m sorrys”, my father was hospitalized and diagnosed with end-stage pancreatic cancer. My father had lived a physically challenging life for the last 33 years as he had a cerebral aneurysm and was disabled at age 38. His brother, who was his conservator, made the decision to provide only palliative care, and my father was placed under hospice care in his nursing home. The head nurse advised my siblings and me to come within the week, and we all traveled to Connecticut from all over the country right away.
My father had begun suffering dementia in the last couple of years, so I didn’t have the option to ask his permission to do death rites. I journeyed to the upper world to visit with my father’s mother and to ask her permission. I had just done surrogate death rites for her in class. She gave me her blessing, and I began doing distance clearing of his chakras. The first time I did this, I paused after I cleared his fifth chakra and heard a clear “thank you.”
My family spent time with him that week and then we all had to return home. While I was visiting with my father, he uncharacteristically kept patting my knee and holding my hand. It may not be true, but I took this to mean that at some level he was aware of the shamanic work I was doing for him.
On Thursday, his hospice nurse called me to let me know that he was in a semi-comatose state. I performed a final cleanse and death spiral immediately from a distance. About an hour later, it occurred to me to track him, and I sensed that my father’s luminous body was hanging around his physical body. I spoke out loud and told him that he was free to go and that he knew the way. Ten minutes later, the nurse called to tell me that he had died a few minutes earlier. I closed his chakras.
During the training that I mentioned at the beginning of this story, I had been deeply moved when I practiced telling my father good bye when I was going to “die” in class. He had not been much of a father, and it was very affirming to know that I was eager to leave with no unfinished business with him. I was so honored to have the chance to try and give him a good death. I am amazed at the grace of spirit which enabled me to have the experiences I did in class and to learn the death rites just in time.
It was not hard to do the death rites, and it felt natural to do so. I felt privileged to have the chance to do these rites for my father. I am so grateful to you all for teaching me this work and making it available on the dying consciously website.
Munay, Lori (close window)
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Kitty's stories: A Blessed Experience
and A Beautiful Light
Kitty's Story: A Blessed Experience and A Beautiful Light
I wanted to share with you a couple instances where the dying consciously
method worked very wonderfully well for me and my clients.
One story is about a woman leaving us after a long time living with cancer. I worked in tandem with a mutual friend and acupuncturist who assisted with her pain and balancing. I did multiple sessions with her on various end-of-life questions, resolution of issues, etc. Crossing her over was a blessed and satisfying experience for me as well, knowing that she went well with resolution in a number of complex relationships.
The other story is about the elder aunt of a dear friend, who was drifting towards the light. She requested my assistance in getting there. We did clearings and resolutions and discussed whatever she felt was important to let go of. The 7-chakra illumination brought her joy and a beautiful light. She was a sweet wonderful lady with a great smile and sense of humor. Her life here was a good one. It was such an honor to work with her and escort her back home.
Love and seasons blessings, Kitty
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Joan's story: Family Forgiveness
Family Forgiveness
She left home at 18, traveling west, settling in Utah, California and New Mexico.
Returning east from time to time, sometimes for quick visits and sometimes staying a year or more, she often left as suddenly as she arrived. And now, she had returned for her last visit. She is dying and her most important work is yet to come.
My younger sister, friend, confidant, and playmate had touched so many lives. Sis, most always spoke her mind, often challenging those around her. She was a courageous traveler, an “off-road” adventurer. We shared much laughter and good times as well as many challenges together.
Sis and Mother had a very tenuous relationship, sometimes going for many months without speaking to each other. Ten years before this, our grandmother had passed on. Since that time, her two daughters, our mother and aunt, due to perceived hurts and unfulfilled expectations, had not spoken to each other. The family divided as people took sides. For years, Sis had been saying she knew it was her calling to heal this rift.
Three months earlier, I had visited Sis in New Mexico. She was quite ill and very weak. When I asked her about returning east, her response was, “Why? No one there loves me.”
Yet, here she was. When she arrived, her health was rapidly declining. Our mother begged Sis to stay with her so she could care for her. Sis refused and went to stay with her aunt, Mother’s sister. Mother was angry and hurt and refused to visit.
In the following weeks, Sis and I spent much time together, reminiscing, laughing and crying. We talked about how I might assist her. As a medicine person, she was quite aware of the transition process. Sis’s friends from all over the country came and called. Her daughter arrived from California, and they comforted and supported each other.
In order to be with her daughter, Mother had to visit, but she refused to acknowledge her sister. As I watched all this, I had to let go of my expectations of what I thought this process would look like. I relaxed into a place of quiet, listening and encouraging those who felt awkward yet wanted to be there. I felt the sacredness of the space around Sis, and I sat in that space with love and gratitude.
Finally, Sis is no longer able to speak or move. Mother arrives and is sitting by her. My aunt, who tells me later that God spoke to her, enters the room, puts her arms out and asks Mother if they can put the past aside. Finally, Mother reaches out, and they hug each other. The three of us encircle Sis, telling her we love her and giving her permission to leave. Tears slide down her cheeks, and ours. Her mother and aunt are standing before her, holding hands.
Her breathing shifts and transition time seems close. I call our three brothers and while waiting for them, ask her if she wants me to help her. A tear appears in assent, and I move through the chakra-cleansing process, seeing the light return to her field. Everyone has spent time with Sis over these past weeks, including a brother who has had little contact with the family over the years. We encircle her bed, holding hands, and tell her how much we love her and give her permission to go. As I remember what she told me in New Mexico about not feeling loved, love streams with dazzling light from all the hearts gathered there and enfolds her. Tears of joy glisten in that light.
Sis lingers—something is not finished. The next day, as I shower, a voice speaking of forgiveness washes over me. I know what needs to happen. I bring Mother to Sis, and as she sits holding her daughter’s hand, I encourage Mother to give and ask for forgiveness. She seems to struggle and then the words flow. Sis smiles, and a profound feeling of peace fills the room.
The words have been spoken and heard. She lingers, barely breathing, her body a shell. As I sit in prayer two days later, I sense her presence and am awash in light and love. I thank her with deep gratitude for the healing she has brought our family. I hear her laughter—the light disappears.
Blessings, Joan (close window)
A note from Katrina:
"I am most interested in your process of initiation into the art of Dying Consciously. Although I am not a graduate of your specific Lightbody trainings, I am directly initiated by Spirit and The Light. I have been in professional practice for twenty-two years, which has included functioning as a Hospice Chaplain and Grief Facilatator. I sustatin direct guidance through the lineage many know as The Tibetan Book of the Dead and several other ancient/future bodies of wisdom. Currently I sing with a local chapter of The Threshold Choir, for people at the threshold of final transformation.
Heart thanks for creating this portal of sharing and caring."
Blessings Are Abounding,
Katrina Troolines