Denali Dragonfly

The Eternal Question

2011-10-30T15:50:00.021-05:00

Linda Esser kept secrets. One that she kept from me was that I was her best friend. I did not consciously know that until others began to tell me after she died. Maybe she thought it was understood, but Linda never told me, and that alone speaks volumes about Linda. She was a very private person even with those who knew her best. My perception of a best friend is someone you share everything with. We were very close for two decades and I shared everything with her, but it didn’t seem to go both ways. I knew there was a lot she didn’t tell me, but I figured she was telling someone else. It never occurred to me there were things that she told no one.

With her students of whatever age, in whatever forum, Linda was a bubbling, sparkling, enthusiastic enigma of power and inspiration. From the time I met her in 1989 she had an air of wisdom far beyond her years and she shared it openly with anyone who would listen.

Linda was a seeker and teacher of truth. She did the best she could to heal her life and spent the second half of it making incredible, amazing changes. It finally led her to Robert Smith who tapped on her once a week for six months. The healing changes that created were so phenomenal she left her former passions of teaching art and creating a worldwide peace organization, to devote herself completely to teaching FasterEFT tapping. Following and promoting Robert Smith became Linda’s passion as she taught thousands of people how to heal their lives, myself included.

I believe, because of her automatic, unconscious, emotional programming from a past that was far more traumatic than most, she became extremely resistant to letting anyone else tap on her. After I became a FasterEFT Practitioner, whenever I noticed her being triggered, I offered to tap on her. She always refused and said she tapped on herself daily. I have no doubt that was true. But even a practitioner can be persistent in resistance to revisit particular past traumas, especially ones that have been worked on many times before. That is something I have personally experienced, and my past traumas don’t begin to compare to hers. I believe we all need the help of an objective practitioner, with different perceptions, to help us see the camouflaged tree in the forest, or to simply be a companion and guide along an otherwise dark and lonely path.

In August 2010, she chose to have elective surgery to relieve pain she had not been able to tap away. All the years I knew Linda she had only gone to holistic health practitioners. I expressed my disbelief that she would choose surgery over letting someone else tap on her first. After surgery, she did not heal properly and lost twenty pounds in two months. She became extremely and visibly ill during the week of Practitioner Training seminars that October. Occasionally her color appeared darker than usual, but the next day it might appear normal.

Wednesday morning I spoke with her before the seminar when she was having severe pain. She said she was doing a liver cleanse. We agreed it might be best if she stop that during the seminar, since she had already been triggered about some major, emotional issues on Monday and Tuesday. By the end of the day she was so ill she could barely speak and Robert said, “Bless your heart sweetie. Someone needs to tap on Linda.” I already knew if she would let anyone it would have to be me, so I offered. Her first response was no, but I went back later and offered again saying to let me know if she changed her mind. A while after, she came to me and agreed to let me follow her home when she closed up the seminar room.

The first thing she said when we arrived home was, “I realized in the car that my whole life is a secret.” Linda went to bed. She still would not let me tap on her and asked to be left alone for a while. I went to the living room, but when I heard her call out in pain, I went back to her room and told her, “You have two options, either you let me tap on you or I am taking you to the Emergency Room.” She asked me to go to the pharmacy to get a heating pad for her abdomen, since that might distract her enough to let me tap on her. While I was gone she tapped on herself and with heating pad in place, she allowed me to begin a tapping session.

What happened then is protected by the confidentiality of a private session. What I can say in general terms is that it became obvious to me that her unconscious past references were supporting her symptoms, core beliefs and internal dialogue. After tapping two hours the pain subsided and she was resting peacefully exhausted when I left.

The next day Linda showed up at the seminar sparkling with life and looking like a million bucks. She thanked me for the session, said she had stopped the liver cleanse and had gone to the chiropractor that morning. She finished out the week in seemingly good health. She said she was tired, but showed up at Robert’s costume party on Friday night with boundless energy. When I left for my Kansas home on Saturday, I stopped by her house for a short visit. I didn’t know then that would be the last time I would see her in relative good health. She was tired and knew she needed to rest, but had not been able to turn down a request by a fellow practitioner who needed a session.

That was Linda’s pattern. She would often do sessions on her days off and extend a session past two hours if the client was not clear of an issue. She told me that she would continue to tap on the volunteer demos in her seminars, long after the seminar was due to end. She did not act on my suggestions to stop that and let them come to private sessions instead. She seemed to go non-stop and usually multi-task. She would say she wanted to spend time with me, but I could rarely get her to schedule it because she was over-obligated.

After she attended the TapFest in North Carolina in early November, we only had a few phone visits. The October Seminars had been hard for both of us and I told her I was still tired after three weeks. She said she was too, that she just couldn’t shake the tired feeling. She believed that tiredness was a symptom of resistance to move forward. She agreed she had been working too hard was taking some time off. Since our talks were not on Skype, I did not know that she continued to lose weight.

Linda was very excited about my upcoming trip overseas beginning December 3. She knew how much this trip meant to me, since it was my first time to visit my three grandchildren who live in Japan with my son and his Japanese wife. I had been too ill to travel before I healed from disability with her help and the daily practice of FasterEFT.

We agreed to Skype while I was in Japan, but I was enveloped in the excitement of travel, grandchildren, and living in a two-bedroom house with seven other people. When I was online, she was not. I figured it was either her resistance to technology or the 15-hour time difference. It didn’t seem unusual since I had difficulty connecting with others, too. A few days after Christmas I happened to briefly browse the home page on FaceBook one afternoon when I saw a post of Robert’s, “Keep Linda Esser in your prayers.” WHAT!? I did the time difference and it was 11:45 p.m. yesterday in Oklahoma. I didn’t care if I woke her up, something is serious and she’s not telling me, so I called Linda’s phone.

She answered and said, “Well, I’m still here.” She explained there were tests being done for gallbladder and stomach, but I didn’t realize until the end of the call that “here” meant she was in the hospital. I called on days I could get a connection or that our schedules allowed, but she was always waiting on more tests and more results.

Whatever it was, I believed she could heal it. I kept her in my thoughts and prayers, and rang the bell at the neighborhood temple for her on New Year’s Eve and one afternoon following. There was one more series of tests that was expected to wear her out for a day. I would be on a day trip with my son so we agreed I would call the day after.

The morning of my last day to spend alone with my son, in a sudden change of plans we opted out of a trip to Kyoto in favor of Mt. Shosha. Outside of the time I spent with my family, Mt. Shosha was the absolute high point of my trip and one of the happiest days of my life. After we climbed to the top, I rang the bell for Linda. Most bells are rung only at certain times. This is the Bell of Benevolence and can be rung anytime because it is for world peace. How appropriate, Linda will love that.

The detailed impact of that day was phenomenal for me, but deserves a dedicated story told another day. In short, to climb a mountain and be on my feet for over five hours with only two brief rests, I reached one of my remaining goals for proof of recovery. Every step I took was with the complete thankfulness for Linda teaching me how to heal so I could be there. I was enraptured with joyous energy, peace and gratitude.

That night I laid on my futon and felt the full impact of what I had experienced that day. I was overwhelmed with feelings I could not identify, which flowed freely into tears of amazement at what I had accomplished, and I knew it all connected to Linda.

The next morning, January 5, I received word that my uncle had passed. A few hours later Robert and I happened to show up online at the same time. He typed the news of Linda’s diagnosis into a chat. Fourth stage cancer, she didn’t want Chemo and was being released to Hospice Care. After my disbelief, denial, anger, grief and tapping, the chat segued into an hour-long video talk and tap with Robert.

My talks with Linda became brief. By January 11 when I got home to the USA Robert was in Australia. I was violently ill the first morning and up in the middle of the night on the fourteenth before going to my Uncle’s funeral. Robert was on Skype and we chatted again. I posed the questions now echoed by others.

Robert typed, “If she dies today she is healed. You need to heal.”

I replied, “Yes, I know, but what do we tell others who don't get it? Why did she die? Why couldn't she heal from the cancer? They will ask the questions. I am asking the questions.”

Robert Smith: “Here is the deal you are a master and are you healed. I am the teacher. I am healed. We are alive are we healed? Do we still have problems?”

Grace Jones: “Healed from some things, yes, but not totally healed. If she dies she will be totally healed, but if she heals and lives, she can help so many others heal.”

Robert Smith: “I agree. There are decisions she has made or has not addressed or would not let go…”

After a few days of rest at home I headed to Oklahoma to be with Linda and help her family care for her the last ten days of her life. Linda had made it very clear that she did not want any sadness or negative attitudes around her. Everything was to be positive. I honored her request, but ultimately wondered, why do we keep death a secret from the dying?

Linda didn’t want others to see her near the end when she was gaunt with jaundice skin stretched over bone. One day as I helped her sit up, she said, “Look at me! I’m only 50.” I put my hand on her head and said, “I’ve always believed you are an old soul,” and she replied flippantly, “Yeah, ancient.” I believe her words are true.

As I sat with her, there were some moments when she was very lucid and let me know she had come to understand some things she would do differently. In these days I received several messages to carry forward, which I call the Cardinal Principles, another story unto itself.

Did Linda tap on her deathbed? I cannot say for sure, since I wouldn’t know if she mentally tapped or not. As needed, I used Essential Oils and Healing Touch techniques on Linda. Then I sat beside her bed with her friend Susan chanting at the foot, and I surrogate tapped in a chant while Linda looked into my eyes as she took her last breaths. It was the most amazing experience of my life. I believe it helped her pass peacefully and I know it helped us.

Why did Linda die? When I told my 96-year-old mother the repeated questions had been asked again one morning via email, she responded, “Isn’t that the eternal question?” But mother understood, as I do, that in the context of Linda’s and my healing profession, it deserves attention. Why couldn’t she heal herself when she helped so many others to heal? Everyone must find their own answer. I have found mine. Who really knows? It’s all based in perception, theory and belief and we each have or own. Death holds the secrets.

I believe she pushed herself too hard for the benefit of others. She tried to do it all alone, she would rarely ask for help or accept it when offered. If she did, it wasn’t good enough, because it wasn’t how she would do it, and she might redo it her way. She didn’t seek medical help for a diagnosis until long after she had been very ill and lost much more weight, and she kept her illness a secret from family and friends.

As Linda would say, “Everything you do in the present is based on the past.” And so it was with her. She did the best she could, based on her past references. She healed so much of her life that most of you will never know and can’t possibly imagine. Forgive her and heal yourself. Linda would want that. She wouldn’t want anyone to turn away from FasterEFT on account of her death. Once her purpose for this life was fulfilled it was time for her to go on to new worlds of spiritual growth.

I believe there are some people who are carriers of wisdom and knowledge, who share freely with the world to benefit others. I have known many such people in my healing journey. It seems to pass through them without their fully incorporating it into their deepest selves. They teach truth, but may not be fully able to personally practice what they teach. They may be masterfully skilled at helping others sort out their problems, while they struggle to sort their own. I wonder if it is because they don’t realize they need a helper too, or fear that asking would diminish their stature. Maybe they are afraid to let their secrets out.

I hope something here has helped you find your answer. I know a lot that I am not free to share, so if in doubt, you can borrow from my belief. Linda fulfilled her purpose and is a Sparkling Spirit in The Universe. She didn’t cure her cancer, but she is now 100% healed and continues to help us heal. I can only imagine how difficult it was for such a large and powerful spirit to be confined in that tiny body. If she had been able to completely heal all her past traumas, her amazing power would have spread across the world, and so she has. I believe her power is now expanded across The Universe and more accessible to Honor All. I am eternally grateful she showed up in my life and yours.

Do I believe Cancer can be healed with FasterEFT? Yes, but it may require more time and persistence than Linda gave herself. Many people have healed fourth stage cancer with other holistic healing mind/body modalities, without Western Medical treatment. Two who healed more than 25 years ago are still living today, Louise Hay and Cheryl Canfield. If they can heal Cancer without tapping, you may be able to heal it with FasterEFT.

After reading some of Linda’s writing, I was stunned by how she truly had created her own reality. It was all there in the power of her repetitive thoughts, words and beliefs. There were things from her past and present that she still could not let go. If there is one single message I would give you to honor Linda it is this. Be the guardian of every thought, belief, word and secret you hold. If it is from an automatic program of your past, examine it closely, and if it does not serve you, release it and transform it to what you choose. Ask for help, accept help and be relentless in your persistence to heal. Make a conscious choice to take control of your thoughts, emotions and beliefs, because whatever they are will create your reality, life or death.

Resisting Change Is Futile

2011-07-10T14:56:00.007-05:00

Even if you resist taking action to change your life, your life will still change. You may hold on to what you have, your problems, unwanted behaviors, false beliefs, fears, bad habits, etc. because they make you feel safe. They feel comfortable because they are familiar, a known factor. If you practice acceptance saying, “That’s just the way I am, there’s nothing I can do about it,” you will still change. If you fear going inside to address and release the past references that have created your problems, because you are afraid of “who will I be without this?” it won’t prevent you from changing.

You will continue to practice your beliefs, behaviors, problems, or whatever you currently produce, and as you do you will get better and better at having them. Whatever you focus on and practice daily will increase. You are perfecting whatever you currently produce. If there is something you don’t want in your life that you are afraid to go to the cause to release because you fear the change it will bring, you have still made a choice to change by continuing to focus on, perpetuate and practice what you don’t want, it will change as you get better at having that problem.

The choice is yours. Either way you will not stay the same, you will change. Do you want to change for the worse, thinking you are just accepting your problem? Or do you want to change for the better, by going inside and addressing the cause of your symptoms? Releasing the negative emotional charge to it, and change how you represent it in your mind. Make it a positive and then continue to practice that instead of the negative. Either way, you will change, and it’s your choice whether you want it to be a negative or positive one. Doing nothing is still a choice. Choose your changes wisely. Unless you choose the changes you want, change will make the choices for you.

Pay It Forward: Japan Recycles and Rebuilds

2011-03-19T18:12:00.012-05:00

My Japanese family is safe from immediate danger, and living near Osaka, but thoughts of the wonderful Japanese people came to me this morning. When I first saw earthquake video online last week, one impression was that we humans are just like ants, powerless against the forces of nature, swept away by a careless footfall or flood. The Japanese are busily responding to nature’s cataclysm as they tirelessly and selflessly clean up and begin to rebuild their homeland. Having just come from a five-week visit in Japan over the holidays, I have an entirely different perspective than I would otherwise have.

I was amused at the newscast where Diane Sawyer pointed out how organized they were in a disaster shelter by putting up a makeshift recycling center. I’m not sure she fully understood how automatic that is for the Japanese. It would be no different than Americans putting out an all-inclusive trashcan. For the Japanese, recycling is a way of life. It’s not something that just a few ecologically conscious souls practice. The entire nation practices constant recycling. They have no choice. That is how the refuse is collected. There is a calendar on the wall above the trashcan in the kitchen which indicates the specific types of trash to be collected on which days. In each home, mall, highway rest area, every public place, there are bins for separating it all. It is an amazing thing to watch, both in their behaviors and on the days the refuse collectors come to pick up the big items, like TVs, computers, furniture, etc.

During my entire visit to Japan, there were maybe two public restrooms that had paper towels. The Japanese each carry a small hand towel, about the size of a small washcloth, in a pocket or purse. These are either thin terrycloth or fabric like a heavy-duty handkerchief.

At the grocery store you don't get a nickle credit for bringing your own bag. If you forget to bring your own bags you have to pay a nickle for each plastic bag. That's the system the USA needs to adopt.

After arriving and preparing to depart from Osaka-Kansai airport, I noticed that it is situated on an island in the bay. Strangely, the shape of the island is rectangular. I was told that is because the island was made from refuse and there is one similar in Tokyo Bay also with an airport on top. When I watched some personal video posts that were taken during the earthquake, there was one showing the ground cracking across sidewalks and water seeping up there and across the park in the grass. It seemed strange until the explanation was given that this was an island man-made from rocks built up in the water. I would guess it also included refuse.

My first introduction to how the Japanese approach refuse-handling was when Josh, Naho and Yoshifumi (Naho’s brother) came to visit me in 2004 when I was living in Anchorage, Alaska. We had a wonderful visit over the holidays and New Year’s Day was their last day there. In Japanese tradition, all the food for that holiday had been prepared the day before, so Josh and I took the Japanese siblings down Turnagain Arm to Beluga Point to see the wonderful sights. We Americans jumped out of the car and scurried over the railroad tracks, which were scattered with the remnants of fireworks from the night before. We looked back from water’s edge to see Naho and Yoshifumi bending over the railroad tracks, picking up all the trash left by thoughtless Americans. We called to them to leave it and come look at the waves and mountains, but they remained dutifully gathering everything into a cardboard box that had also been left behind. We finally gave up our derailed expedition and went back to the railroad tracks where they had finished and Naho politely asked me if she could put the box in my trunk and take it to a dumpster. Yes, of course, but when we got in the car we had words.

First of all, I was embarrassed that our Japanese visitors were cleaning up after careless Americans. I told her that wasn’t necessary, that the railroad company would have someone clean it up. We argued this point with passion and courtesy. Naho would not back down. I knew her English was very good, but still I tried to explain in every possible way, that we did not bring them out there to pick up trash. We wanted them to see the natural beauty of the Alaskan landscape. She insisted that it was not good enough to wait for whenever the railroad company would clean it up. They had been taught to clean up whatever they came upon so that the next person to arrive there would be able to see the beauty without the distraction of trash. She had stopped me in my tracks and the argument ended with us agreeing from then on we would help them, but they had to at least take time to look at the beauty also.

In Japan, one of the first things I noticed was how clean everything was, the cars, streets, homes, yards, public buildings, parks, etc. They are not perfect and are still cleaning up along the Ibogawa River. It was flooded a year earlier and there are still some traces of straggling trash. When I asked Naho to stop the car for a photo op at a pullout along a winding road that overlooked the bay, I noticed a collection of trash scattered there. I had an impulse to start collecting it, but decided not to make it a point, since we now had three children under age four in the car. Ninety-seven percent clean was perfectly clean enough that day and I didn’t want to embarrass Naho. (Now I wonder how she will feel when she reads this.)

It will take decades for the Japanese to clean up from the earthquake and tsunami of March 11, 2011, but they will get it done collectively and efficiently. They are bonded to their neighbors and relatives in ways Americans cannot fully understand. When you see someone on the newscast grieving the loss of a neighbor, I assure you it’s not just someone who lived down the street. Their neighbors are their personal friends for many good reasons that have evolved over the centuries. But those are stories for another day.

Linda Esser: My Healing Star

2011-02-03T00:24:00.010-06:00

Click to hear the audio of Linda Esser's Memorial Service, Feb. 3, 2011.

How do I encapsulate such an amazingly huge presence of love, hope, passion and peace that Linda Esser embodied? It is absolutely beyond words. Yet words are what I was asked to create, so I humbly do my best.

Our sweet Linda Esser honored me and Susan Bradley by allowing us to assist her in her transition into perfect healing and eternal love. Every step I take is with gratitude for her life and passion for FasterEFT. I was able to care for Linda in ways that gave me the certainty that I have now fully recovered from my disability. Thanks be to God, Linda Esser, Robert Smith and my willingness to tap every day.

Linda has been my dear sweet friend and mentor since 1989 and I considered it one of my highest honors to assist her in her last days and hours. Linda stayed true to herself every moment. The next day I sat endlessly, either on the phone or at my computer, receiving a steady stream of emails, FaceBook comments and phone calls. So many wonderful words expressed, I wish there were time to share them all with you, but they are still pouring in. Here are three of my favorites.

“She may no longer be visible on this planet, yet she remains a light in the universe.”
—Cheryl Unruh

"what a celebration there must have been in welcoming home such a spiritual warrior…”
—Jaeson Post

“Even as my heart is heavy with sadness, I am also full of new hope and joy at the prospect of living a life worth living. I know Linda's passing will mean different things to different people, but for me, it has been a reminder that *I* must give my life the meaning, the passion and the joy that I so crave. To create the Life of my dreams...

In Linda's death, she breathes New Life.” —Christin McLeod

The most repeated comment was, “I’m shocked! What happened?” I wish the answer were as simple as, “She was diagnosed with fourth stage cancer in early January and was released to Hospice Care.” But for anyone who witnessed Linda’s passion for healing and remarkable skills as a FasterEFT Master Practitioner, we can’t help but explore other answers. Based on our conversations and observations, those of us closest to Linda have our theories, but this is not the time or place for that. I will be writing some of those thoughts to post on my blog. When I do, I hope you will join the conversation and shed whatever light you might give, so that we all may try to understand. If it helps one other person to live better, it will truly honor Linda.

My heart goes out to each and every one of you. We are here today because of Linda’s mission to “Honor All.” She has fulfilled her purpose and she has definitely honored each one of us. Many of us have regrets, maybe that we didn’t spend more time with her. Sometimes that was hard because she was most often working on a project she was passionate about.

One of my regrets is that I never went to see her in the “Trashion Fashion Show,” one of her beloved C.A.S.T. projects. Two years ago, I was staying with her the week before, but couldn’t stay for the event. It was great fun to see the stylish dresses made out of chip bags, or some other particles of trash, and hear the excitement in her voice as she told me exactly how she would accessorize it. A year ago, I was visiting with her after the show and she told me about how everybody there wanted to talk to her. She said, “You know, I may just have to wear trash more often.” Of course, we all know it wasn’t her eclectic fashions that drew people to her, it was her radiant smile, her deeply warm love and her boundless enthusiasm for whatever she was doing in the moment.

In the 90s after my divorce, I told her I was longing to find my “soul mate.” Linda said, “You know, I truly believe that my soul mate is always right in front of me. My purpose is to love whoever I am with at any given moment.” We are all Linda’s soul mates. Even in her last days of waning physical strength, I watched Linda intently listen and talk to the nurse she had just met. They were not talking about Linda, they were talking about the nurse. As the nurse was leaving the house she told me, “It’s just not fair. I wish I could have met her years ago.” We did. We were the fortunate ones. All of us who knew her, or even met her one time are blessed beyond words.

I have experienced for many years that nature is a powerful healing force. I pay attention when a creatures shows up in my life. That is why I am also known as Denali Dragonfly. In 2005 I had a Cardinal hit the windshield directly in front of my sight. That led me to study and learn that if a creature gives it’s life, it has a very important message to deliver. I had been caring for Linda for several days, when one night, sitting on the edge of her bed, I looked up and saw for the first time the Cardinal ornament on her nightstand. Instantly I recognized the metaphor. I knew with certainty that Linda is my Cardinal and signals my need to understand and deliver the important messages I was receiving from her. On Friday she was still lucid and chose to wear a cardinal red shirt after her bath. Saturday when the nurse encouraged her to change her shirt, she refused. Linda passed wearing the cardinal red shirt and confirmed the metaphor.

In my mind, I can hear Linda’s voice say, “I love you.” I can hear her playful laugh and see her radiant smile eclipse her eclectic fashions. We must feel it to heal it. Honor your feelings, whatever comes up, release it completely and go to your happiest memory of Linda. These are the good gifts we get to keep, forever loving Linda. Linda IS a bright and sparkling star in each of our lives. Linda’s legacy will live on in our hearts, minds and spirits. We each have a piece of her with us and we can now choose to keep that piece in the emotional peace she achieved.

As she departed, Linda participated in the releasing and letting go process that created inner peace in her life and in many of ours. We honor her and we “Honor All” as we continue to release our grief and create inner peace, which will resound in the world peace that she so passionately promoted. Linda has transformed from our physical presence, but her spiritual presence will always be surrounding us with her love, laughter, passion and radiant light. Linda will always be My Healing Star.

Q&A: What do I do if I tapped and my Fibromyalgia is still there?

2010-11-25T18:17:00.008-06:00

Q Guai4life has made a comment on YouTube video 31. How To Tap Faster EFT Style, Grace Jones:
what do you do when you have tapped all of my bad past and my fibromyalgia is still there what do i do?

A Because the unconscious mind is about 90% in control, I don’t believe it is possible to be certain that I have tapped away all my bad memories. My experience has been that the more stuff I clear, the more stuff comes up to be cleared. Sometimes memories I have cleared will pop up months later, with a different aspect that I did not address previously. So, I tap that away too. This is all normal. FasterEFT is a set of powerful coping skills that I will continue to use daily the rest of my life.

The way I primarily cleared my Fibromyalgia symptoms was to identify when they first began and when they became more severe and frequent. I asked myself, “What was going on in my life before and during those times?” This led me to several physical and emotional traumas and when I cleared those, my symptoms began to decrease. From the very beginning I continued daily practice of FasterEFT to release whatever comes up.

If you don’t have memories, then tap on whatever physical symptoms you have or however you know you have this problem. It may be a feeling, a picture, a sound, smell, etc. Maybe it is just a knowing or a belief. Keep it simple and just tap on one specific thing at a time, until it is gone, then flip it to positive before you move onto the next. As you tap, continue to ask your mind to give you answers to where this may have come from.

Whenever I have a symptom, I begin tapping on the physical sensations and ask my mind, “What could be the past references that support this?” Whatever my mind gives me, even if I think it is totally unrelated, I go to it and clear it. Then something else may pop in. As I go to each memory and clear it, my unconscious mind continues to reveal more memories. It leads me down a path, which eventually may take me to the big memory that will give me the big changes I desire. But first, I had to clear a lot of memories that seemed unrelated. This may take three hours, three months or more. The key is to keep tapping. Persistence is your best friend. Everyone is different. Some people have tapped on things for over a year before they got the desired relief, but they persisted and they succeeded.

If at all possible it is best to do several sessions with a FasterEFT practitioner to be sure you are applying all the key aspects of the techniques. If you are tapping on your own (without practitioner guidance), study all the free FasterEFT videos online and follow the instructions as closely as possible. In the beginning, it helped me to take notes and tap along with the videos online. If it wasn’t the same issue as mine, I aimed at my issue and kept replaying the video until mine was clear.

Another huge help was to buy some of Robert Smith’s FasterEFT Training DVDs. I would watch one each morning as part of my daily routine while I was drinking my tea. I would tap along with all the demos. It is a great boost to getting my day started and certainly worth every minute and every penny.

If you have further questions, please leave them below in the comments section of this blog post. Click here to order FasterEFT Training DVDs under the products tab.

I hope this helps. Love & Peace, Grace

Q&A: Body Shivering in Stress and "What Will They Think?"

2010-11-15T17:02:00.013-06:00

Q Hello Grace,  
I just wanted to ask. I've been solving one problem very long time. My body shivers when I get into stressful situations and I cannot control my body. I can calm down my mind but my body doesn't listen to my mind and shiver on and in that stressful situation I cannot stop it. I've solved this problem partly - I had social phobia and my body shivered every time when I met someone strange, new or when I had to talk in front of people. I have already solved this part with EFT. However there are still situations when I have problems with my body control and it's been almost one year and I tap everyday and the problem is still in my body. My mind is fine, I feel well and strong in my head but my body seems to be so weak and scared in stressful situations and I don't know why. Have you met this problem? What do you think about it. I'd love to know your opinion. Thank you very much!
 I wish you a nice day. ♥
 Jana Šklíbová

A Dear Jana,
Sometimes it seems the more I clear past references, the more past references show up to be cleared. It is like the layers of the onion. Will I ever reach the center? Will I ever be 100% free? Based on the structure of problems and my personal experience, I have realized that there are some automatic programs that are so heavily supported with past references that they may never go away completely. But, they will definitely not have the same level of control over me they once did. Plus, I can change how I internally represent them and lessen their affect on my present moment.

My example is about all the work I have done around the issue of “What will they think?” I have tapped on that for over a year. In order to write my book I had to address and release all kinds of past references, especially regarding my family members and past romantic relationships. I was diligent and thorough, and thought I had left no stone unturned. Then I had a big surprise. Something I had completely forgotten about from high school was triggered without warning. It was huge and I needed help from another practitioner to clear it, and I am still working on little parts and pieces of it.

What I have realized is that the automatic program for “What will they think?” is so fundamental to our survival from the time we are born, that it is not likely I can clear every single reference. A little child must continually be concerned about “what will they think?” in order to survive in our environment. How else would we learn how not to get into trouble with our parents? The key for me is to realize that what I think they are thinking is not really what they are thinking. That’s where I get into trouble. No one can ever completely know what someone else is thinking. It is best to ask them, and even then a clear understanding is elusive, because the words they choose my not mean the same to me as to them. In other words, whatever they say is still filtered through my beliefs, experiences and perceptions. That’s why communication is so important and so tricky. So whatever I think they are thinking is more about me than them. It’s about how I internally represent my world. That’s the real stuff I need to tap on.

You may wonder what all this has to do with your question about shivering in stress. The point is, that whatever the past references are, there may be many that you cannot possibly remember. The main thing is to be persistent. Don’t give up five minutes before the miracle. You have experienced mental and emotional release, so keep tapping on the physical symptoms. As you tap, ask your mind to give you the past references. Whatever comes up, regardless of whether or not it seems to relate, address it and release it anyway. Keep following the trail. My experience in healing is that your unconscious will eventually lead you where you need to go to heal at a deeper level. It is always acting in love on your behalf to protect and heal you. Accept yourself right where you are now and gratefully receive whatever healing comes for you today. Continue to tap on the physical symptoms, every sensation or aspect.

You are not alone. I have a client with a similar situation and it has not gone away completely, yet she is still tapping regardless. If she has a breakthrough, I will let you know. Yours may be shivering, Helga's was back pain and she tapped for over a year before her breakthrough. Just keep tapping. It is like the proverbial boulder being split in two. Was it the 100th blow of the sledge hammer that broke it, or was it the 99 preceding blows? Every blow counts as part of the process, even though we see no progress in the 99 that go before the last. Persistence is the key. Just keep tapping on whatever comes up. You will be as glad that you did as I am. Healing is a process, not a destination.

Love & Peace,
Grace

Neuroscience and FasterEFT

2010-11-06T22:36:00.006-05:00

Thanks Grace. I will look into it. I will consider buying the Ultimate Training set.

By the way, I am doing tapping and a lot of NLP/life coaching stuff in my Life Empowerment class that I offer every week. Robert's system is very NLPish, and I love it.

I am a Neuroscientist by day as I am a professor at a small college and do research on how information is processed in the brain. Robert's ideas fit with a lot of the recent research in Neuroscience.

Please feel free to share what I say with anyone (especially Robert). There is actually Neuroscience research, which is fairly new, that supports his notion of "changing the memory". And other Neuro evidence supporting his other concepts, and some of the NLP claims.

Unfortunately for me, I wasn't able to use tapping with clients until I figured out the mechanism behind it. It was the Scientist in me that held me back. As I realized the connection between Robert's explanations of tapping and Neuroscience mechanisms, I became free to use it. Now I use it with other NLP techniques and am able to help a lot of people.

Peace,
Ed
Edward Schicatano

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Healed To Become A Healer (Final*)

2010-10-17T16:30:00.009-05:00

Moving to Alaska began as a spectacular adventure. My life reached a peak I had never imagined possible. After my 40-hour workweek, I explored Alaska on weekends and holidays. I built a tight network of wonderful friends and was literally “On Top of the World.” Six years later my world came crashing down, dragging me into three years of total disability in the isolated, great white north. Ultimately, that led me to something even more spectacular.

For two decades I pushed through pain, fatigue and various symptoms to work full time in Oklahoma. The diagnosis was Mitral Valve Prolapse, a heart condition. Medications and physical therapy treatments were prescribed. I raised a family, divorced, and fell in love with Alaska during a vacation. Increasing job stress and burnout in my graphic design career signaled new physical symptoms layered on top of old. I packed and headed north, seeking a less stressful job in Anchorage.

Updated medical tests showed I had NO heart condition. My confidence in Western Medicine diminished and I phased out medications. I managed the pain via physical therapy, heat, exercise, diet and essential oils. I studied personal growth, spirituality and healing. I was on the path to gain better health and independence.

Menopause signaled depression and insomnia, which affected my work performance. Personnel changes created incomparable stress. I had done my best to adapt, but I compromised my personal values. I wanted to change my career to the Healing Arts. I visited two career counselors, who advised against it. I was stuck trying to survive at work and make the best of a deteriorating situation.

A decade from retirement, I felt financially unprepared. A subliminal driving fear began to rule my life. I kept my job and started a business to create more income. I rented the spare room, was a vendor at two fairs and took two trips outside Alaska, all within four months. It was a great recipe for stress overload.

During the second fair, I came down with a terrible sore throat and within a week was too ill to work. Completely baffled by waves of debilitating fatigue, I pleaded with God, What is happening to me? What did I do wrong? It simply came to me, This is not all about you. I knew then, whatever this experience was, somehow it would help me to help others.

Diagnosed with Mononucleosis, I did not recover within months. Numerous tests and medical consultations determined the diagnosis of Chronic Mono and Fibromyalgia/Chronic Fatigue. Western medicine had little to offer, but I was locked into that system by medical insurance. Payment for alternative therapies had to come from my disability benefits. Even with that brutal scenario, I was determined to find a way to recover.

It felt like the worst flu I ever had plus a 300-pound weight on my chest and a plethora of other symptoms swirling about. I could not read one paragraph without having to rest 20 minutes. Even listening to music would further exhaust me. Bathing was an infrequent, elongated chore punctuated by rest periods. The hardest thing I ever had to learn was how to do nothing. It was mandatory that I find solace in stillness and silence as my muscle tone wasted away. The second hardest thing I had to learn was how to ask for help. I had to call on family and friends to grocery shop, clean house or give me rides. I was often too fatigued to answer the phone, but just hearing the message would lift my spirit, “Somebody cares.”

Repetitive relapse cycles proved any forward progression had to be in micro-units. After six months I tried the treadmill at home for two minutes which produced shin splints. When finally able to walk outside briefly, it was a tentative blend of toddler and elder. My brother reported our 90-year-old mother could walk faster than me.

It felt as if I was moving through wet concrete but I did my best to research alternative therapies. I could barely sit at the computer and sometimes pushed beyond safety to seek salvation from a living death. I learned Feldenkrais, bought an expensive massage bed, heat packs and cushions. I experimented with essential oils, supplements, diet changes and received Johrei. All offered minimal symptom management, but I was grateful for any negligible relief. My total disability created an intense desire to find something to heal me, not just manage symptoms.

One theory is that Fibromyalgia is triggered by a trauma. I reviewed my life to determine the onset of symptoms and when they increased. I identified the possible traumas, but didn’t know what to do about it. My previous experience with traditional psychotherapy had not provided any effective solution. I had done much personal inventory in 12-step work, which enabled me to deal with it on a conscious level. I had done my best to own my part and clear away the wreckage of my past.

The first two years disabled, there was no way I could travel. I longed to see my mother, and wanted to meet my new grandson. I finally gained enough recovery to attempt it, but I required wheel chair assistance, pillows, heat packs, blankets, essential oils, and much meditation to endure it. A four-hour delay and heavy fatigue required I lie on the floor at the airline gate. The trip was entirely too much for me and I lost two months worth of gain.

I returned home to discover the shock of the loss of disability insurance benefits without prior notice. I had to make a desperate, heart-breaking decision to leave. Alaskan winters were too hard for me. Keeping my condo would be a financial drain. I had to move before winter’s impending arrival in less than two months. I was powerless to do much of anything myself.

Thank God for family and countless friends. Again, I had to ask a lot of them to do really huge things. I could barely make decisions of what to keep and what to give away. I was totally overwhelmed. I made a plane reservation and lists with instructions. My perfect home disintegrated into chaos beyond my control. That was my perception anyway. Upon entry to the central packing area, previously known as the living room, a friend exclaimed, “Oh! Everything is in Divine Order.” Alas, all I could do was walk away from the mess with no sense of emotional closure. My tears were abundant as my plane took off, and I watched my Anchorage home disappear far below.

My dear mother opened her heart and home in Kansas where I grew up, but made it clear she wanted us to live independently. It was the first time I had spent any length of time there since Dad died. My grief was doubly magnified. I missed my Alaskan home and I missed my Dad in this home. Mom and I were just beginning to adjust when my oldest sister was dismissed from the hospital and needed to join us. We sat on Mom’s couch like two invalid bookends. It was difficult for everyone, but we struggled through it with love and tolerance.

I unpacked with indescribable difficulty, since any storage space for my things first had to be cleared of my parent’s decades of accumulation. The plan was to remodel the basement into an apartment for me, but I stayed with Mom until that could be managed. My oldest daughter spent a week clearing and redecorating the basement living room. Finally, I had a space that felt like mine even though I was sleeping upstairs in the guest room. (Gratefully the stairs are equipped with a chair lift.) It was months before I was able to resume my micro-units of attempt at recovery.

My friend in Oklahoma, Linda Esser, had told me about a powerful tapping technique she was practicing. She said it had healed people from Fibromyalgia. I thought, “It might work for those who are still able to function, but she doesn’t know how sick I really am.” I was not able to travel by car to Oklahoma. The four-hour trip would require three days of rest plus a driver. It sounded strange, but I did my best to search online for the demo videos to try it. I watched testimonials, but the fatigue would overcome me before I could find the “how to” videos.

I had hoped to keep ties to Alaska and arranged with a friend to inhabit his duplex in Anchorage the next summer while he worked in Denali Park. With minimal energy recoup I headed north. As usual, I made the trip in two segments with a one or two night layover in Denver allowing me to rest with family. My ability to be a passenger in a car required my seat to be reclined, my eyes closed, plus the radio and driver had to be silent. Even that was exhausting.

Back in Anchorage I unpacked and sorted things left behind. Then I resumed micro-unit attempts of recovery. I reported my return to Linda. She suggested I start making a list of my entire life’s hurts and traumas in order for her to teach me the healing technique. I slowly began to work on the list.

Faithfully seeking a way to completely heal, I continued to study spiritual and healing masters. I listened to audio books as I continued my massage bed treatments and essential oils. I practiced many types of meditation but still struggled with the practical application of concepts. Desperately, I inquired of God, What would I do if there were an earthquake, if I had no electricity for the massage bed and my supplements fell into a crevasse? How would I manage to survive? I knew there must be a way to be healthy without the aid of equipment or consumable products, and I was determined to find it.

After two years and ten months I had slowly regained limited energy when I realized I was spiraling down into relapse again. My pain and fatigue increased and my digestive system would not tolerate much food. I cried out in desperation to God, Where is my teacher? This student is ready. I knew if the student is truly ready the teacher has already appeared, so I began to inventory my life to discern who it might be.

I called Linda, who had recently completed certification as a practitioner of the healing protocol she had suggested. It’s called Faster EFT, Emotionally Focused Transformations, developed by Robert G. Smith. I didn’t have my list complete, so I called to ask what she knew about fasting, now that my body would not assimilate food. She immediately began to teach me Faster EFT over the phone. I was still skeptical but desperate enough to try. During the first phone session half my pain vanished, and the release of fatigue was dramatic.

When Faster EFT worked immediately, I was gratefully amazed and had an instantaneous, synchronous revelation. This will work on anything, if I use it. This will be the healing wave that carries me out of the sea of disability. I will do this as my new career in healing arts. Enthusiastically I practiced the techniques daily. I visited Robert’s YouTube channel to study and practice more. Linda continued phone sessions for several weeks to address and release the emotional charge of past traumas. I purchased Faster EFT training DVDs to learn and heal more.

Within ten days of daily practice I was able to grocery shop without the motor cart, stand in line without extreme fatigue or pain, and sleep without a pill. I noted in my journal, “As I walked outside, I could feel the big difference in my muscles . . . so much more relaxed and fluid, kind of like pudding. My jaws were not in spasm, but relaxed and springy . . . I have not had any flicker of depression, nor felt lonely . . . I even did some bending and reaching . . . some of my leg aches are now the good kind, from rebuilding muscle. I am really getting my life back and way better than before. This is stellar spectacular!”

My healing progressed daily as I practiced Faster EFT. In six weeks, at the suggestion of both Linda and Robert, I began to share the skills with others and help them improve their lives. I was impressed that every one I worked with experienced a positive effect on some level. It didn’t take their belief, only willingness. It’s just a simple system that works if you use it.

Physical strength and stamina increased with regularity as I continued daily tapping. In four months I left Alaska and returned to Kansas for winter. I supervised the completion of the basement apartment remodel and created a place to call my home. Two months later I began driving weekly to Oklahoma City to take the Faster EFT practitioner course. Classes met every Monday and Tuesday evening for six months. At first I paced myself slowly, making it a three-to-four day trip. By the end of the course I was able to make it an overnight trip.

Today I am highly energetic and building my worldwide business as a Faster EFT practitioner. When symptoms arise I use the techniques to heal every area of my life. Faster EFT enables my conscious and unconscious mind to communicate with each other and my body. It releases stress, clears the negative emotional charge of past traumas, changes unconscious automatic behaviors and replaces them with a deep inner peace and joy. These skills enable me to change my perception of my past and the world around me. I experience the freedom to change how I feel. This enables me to be free from pain and fatigue, free to live longer, be happier, feel more love, and make more money. Faster EFT gives me the power to control my thoughts and emotions. Any time, any place, I can effectively use these simple skills to practice the spiritual concepts that were previously beyond my reach. I continue to heal my life and teach others how to heal their lives. Thank God it’s not all about me.

When I returned to Alaska the second summer, one year after I began daily practice of Faster EFT, my M.D. was very impressed with my recovery progress. After examining me, he stated, “Well, you can’t argue with success!”

BIOGRAPHY
Grace owns and operates Denali Dragonfly Options, a worldwide healing arts practice, where she is primarily a Faster EFT Practitioner and Life Skills Coach. She presents public seminars and does private client sessions over the phone, Skype, and in person. She is writing two books, one is her story and one about how Robert Smith developed Faster EFT, including the techniques. Grace is her own best testimony to the power of practicing daily Faster EFT. For more information, contact Grace at (405) 443-4086, www.DenaliDragonfly.com or email DenaliDragonfly@gmail.com.

*As published in the book Speaking Your Truth: Courageous Stories By Inspiring Women, a compliation of 49 stories.

Fear and Resistance

2010-08-10T18:44:00.002-05:00

Q. Thank you Grace for your video and your sincere and true way of coming across to us. I want to start tapping regularly. Can you please guide me as to how many times I should_ tap at a stretch? And should I focus on one thing at a time because as I am tapping on one thing, another thing pops up in my mind. Sometimes I want to continue tapping and not stop. I feel I might go insane or get addicted to tapping. Don't know what to do. I need to heal a lot of issues inside of me. I also noticed that I start crying as I am tapping. Is that okay? —Helen A.

A. Dear Helen,
I am honored by your affirmations and I’m glad you appreciate my videos. Thanks for watching. If you watch videos 7, 28 & 46 you will notice there are many ways to approach tapping as a daily coping skill. However, if you want to do deep, long-lasting healing, you must go back into your past emotional traumas, from birth through childhood and your whole life, to address and release the negative emotional aspects of each one. For this deeper healing, I suggest one or two hour sessions per week, or as often as possible. If I can’t sleep, I sometimes lie in bed and tap longer.

Your unconscious may present a different memory before you completely clear the one you are working on. When that happens, make a note of the memory and push it to the side while you go back and finish the one you started. Then pull back in the one from the side and heal it completely. There may be some exceptions to this rule. If the memory that pops up is stronger and happened before the one you are on, it may be an emotional reference for the one you started with. Then it is best to go to the oldest, strongest memory and clear it. Then go back to the one you started with.

The most powerful healing comes with crying as you tap, as long as you are releasing the emotions you are crying about. Robert Smith says, “Big tears mean big changes.” If you get too deep into crying and you are not releasing it but going deeper into the negative emotions, then you need to pull yourself out into the present moment with some kind of distraction. You must remember that the memory is not real, it is not happening now. It is all made up in your mind now and you are creating it. It is a trance, but you feel as if it is real, because of your body’s reaction to the thoughts and emotions. You must tap it to zero and flip it to a positive. If you don’t, you still have supporting references for the problem and it will still have power over you. That’s why Robert says, “Tap till it’s gone or till you pass out and when you wake up it will be a new world for you.”

I don’t believe it is possible to become addicted to tapping. Tap on your fears of going insane and becoming addicted to tapping. Tap on your resistance to tapping. Aim at however you know you have these fears and whatever memories may support them. It is a powerful coping skill. In the beginning you will naturally need to tap more, because there is so much past emotional baggage to clear up. As you clear more of it away, you will find that you naturally don’t tap as much, because you are not getting triggered as often. You have healed a lot. Life will always present new challenges and relationships, so you will continue to use FasterEFT as a highly effective coping skill the rest of your life, even on your deathbed.

Thank you for your questions. I hope this helps. I’m sure there are many others who have the same ones. Keep me posted on your progress.

Love & Peace, Grace

Q & A: Fear of becoming dependent on FasterEFT

2010-05-24T15:48:00.011-05:00

Q: Dear Grace,

first of all, thank you!
For the way you explain and precise things and you open up and disclosure your story.

It was April when I "came across" Robert Smith's work on Youtube. I ordered my first dvd set (Mind Of A Healer) with some difficulties (which got me into contact with your friend Linda Esser, who was extremely helpfull) due to some problems on the webpage and I finally have the dvds here with me. But ..

Even though one hour or so ago I found a clip on your channel on how (technical) exactly to do the tapping, there is a "but". I also heard it from Robert in his videos that this is a livelong technique. And here is my "but": I am somehow afraid to be dependent on something to do for my lifetime - on a deeper level one could say it is a fear of making a commitment.
I know, we are dependent on breathing and eating and sleeping and other activities we have to do our lifetime through. It is not a logical plea, it is diffus and emotional. I realy hope, no I am sure you understand what I mean. From the experience with your clients. Can you give me a hint?

Thank you again,
yours sincerely, Elsa

A: Dear Elsa,

You are most welcome and thank you for your kind words and your question. It is a very good question and I am sure many people have the same feeling.

First of all, you don't have to tap the rest of your life. It is a choice. If you start with just tapping one day at a time and see how it works, you can then freely choose to continue or not. I suggest you start by tapping on the resistance. It seems you may be resisting the commitment to tap because you don't want to create a lifelong dependency on anything. I can certainly appreciate that, because that is why I didn't want to take drugs, supplements or use expensive equipment. But I did do all of those things temporarily, until I found FasterEFT, which enabled me to wean myself off all those things completely. (Have you read my story yet?)

I suggest that you may be feeling the resistance to tap the rest of your life, based on a dependency to an old belief and/or a past reference of your "fear of making a commitment." Explore that belief/fear. Where did it come from, what are the past references, the memories, associations or relationships that support it? That is how the unconscious mind works to protect you and keep you safe. Some of the past unconscious programs, which continue to run automatically in the background, are no longer serving you. What FasterEFT does is give you the skills to choose which programs, beliefs, behaviors and emotions to keep and which ones to release. It enables your conscious and unconscious mind to communicate with each other and the body, to empower you to release the stress and whatever else you don't want. It gives you the power to control your thoughts and emotions, therefore your behaviors and your life. That completely opens up the future for you to create the life of your dreams.

The big question is, if I let go of what I am doing now, "Who will I be?" We are so invested in who we think we have become, because it is familiar and makes us feel safe, even if what we produce is not good for us. We create an identity out of our beliefs and all the unconscious programming that is really running the show. But we did not really choose it. We learned it from our parents, family, teachers, etc. as we grew up. The unconscious mind did an excellent job of recording it to enable us to survive in our environment at that time. But we are not there anymore and it's time to tell the unconscious mind to let go of those childish programs. It is not who we truly are. We are a dynamic being who is constantly learning and changing.

If you just tap for a time, you get changes for the time you tap. That is good. But life will always present challenges and new relationships. If you don't tap and do continue to use your old coping skills, (like running away, burying it in the back of your mind, overeating, drinking & drugging, over sleeping, procrastinating, escaping into TV & movies, etc.) your emotions and behavior may revert to what they were before you began tapping. More unconscious programs will be installed. Some may build on past issues with lots of supporting references that were never fully released. You will get out of it exactly what you put into it. That's why I choose to tap every day to heal every area of my life. My goal is personal control and freedom.

I hope this helps you understand why we suggest it as a life-long process. If you choose to take control of your thoughts, emotions and life, FasterEFT is an excellent set of coping skills, the best I have found to enable that process.

I wish you the best in your personal journey. Please let me know if I can be of service in any way.

Love & Peace,
Grace

Dragonflies That Cross Oceans

2010-04-18T09:07:00.003-05:00

Denali Dragonfly will be crossing oceans around the world. Here's a great example of the power of nature. The metaphor today is: my son in Japan sent this link in the same message where he said that when they buy their new house/cafe in the town known for Aka Tombo, "Red Dragonfly," there will be space for me to do my seminars there. How AWESOME is that!? G:-)

Charles Anderson discovers dragonflies that cross oceans | Video on TED.com

Healed To Become A Healer

2010-03-09T15:55:00.026-06:00

by B. Grace Jones

Moving to Alaska began as a spectacular adventure. My life reached a peak I had never imagined possible. After my 40-hour work-weeks in Anchorage, I explored Alaska on weekends and holidays. I built a tight network of wonderful friends and was literally “On Top of the World.” Six years later my world came crashing down, dragging me into three years of total disability in the isolated, great white north. Ultimately, that led me to something even more spectacular.

For two decades I worked full time in Oklahoma by regularly pushing through waves of muscle pain, fatigue and a myriad of other symptoms. The only diagnosis was a heart condition, Mitral Valve Prolapse. Numerous medications were prescribed, and frequent physical therapy treatments.

I raised a family, divorced, and fell in love with Alaska during a vacation. Increasing job stress and burnout in my graphic design career signaled new physical symptoms layered on top of old. Seeking a less stressful job and disinterested in making a local career change, I packed and headed north. My 16-year-old daughter, Alain reluctantly joined me.

My new graphic design job in Anchorage was much less stressful than previous jobs and it went well for three years. I got updated medical tests that confirmed I had NO heart condition. Concerned about the toxins, side effects and expense of medications, I began to phase them out completely. My confidence in Western Medicine had diminished and I looked for other options. I used physical therapy and heat to manage pain. I exercised regularly, improved my diet and began to use essential oils. I sought ways to live a more holistic life by studying personal growth, spirituality and healing. I thought I was on the right path to gaining more health and independence.

Menopause signaled depression and insomnia which began to affect my work performance. Personnel changes at work created incomparable stress. I desperately wanted out, but was powerless to make a change. I had done my best to adapt, but I was compromising my personal values in the process. I wanted to change my career to the Healing Arts. I visited two career counselors, who advised against it and suggested finding a different job in graphic design. I was stuck trying to survive at work and make the best of a deteriorating situation.

A decade from retirement I knew I was not financially prepared, according to the standards of our society and my family. A driving fear began to rule my life. I kept my full time job and started a home-based business to create supplemental and future income. I rented the spare room, was a vendor at two fairs and took two trips outside Alaska, all within four months. It was a great recipe for stress overload.

During the second fair, I came down with a terrible sore throat and within a week was too ill to work. Completely baffled by waves of debilitating fatigue, I pleaded with God. “What is happening to me? What did I do wrong?” It simply came to me. “This is not all about you.” I knew then, whatever this experience was, somehow it would help me to help others.

Diagnosed with Mononucleosis, I did not recover within several months. After numerous tests and two medical consultations, the diagnosis was Chronic Mono and Fibromyalgia/Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (FM/CFS). Western medicine had little to offer, but I was locked into that system by medical insurance. Payment for alternative therapies had to come from my disability benefits of 60% of my previous income. Even with that brutal scenario, I was determined to find a way to recover.

It felt like the worst flu I had ever had plus a 200 pound weight on my chest and a plethora of other symptoms swirling about. I could not read one paragraph without having to rest 20 minutes. Even listening to music would drain my energy. Bathing was an infrequent, elongated chore punctuated by rest periods. The hardest thing I ever had to learn was how to do nothing. It was mandatory that I find solace in stillness and silence as my muscle tone wasted away. The second hardest thing I had to learn was how to ask for help. I had to call on family and friends to grocery shop, clean house or give me rides. I was often too fatigued to answer the phone, but just hearing the message would lift my spirit. “Somebody cares.”

Repetitive relapse cycles had proven that any forward progression had to be made in micro-units. After six months I began to try the treadmill a friend had given me. The first day I walked for two minutes after which I had shin splints. When I could walk outside briefly, it was a tentative blend of toddler and elder. My brother, Gordon, reported that our 90-year-old mother could walk faster than me.

My body felt as if I was moving through wet concrete as I did my best to research alternative therapies. I could barely sit at the computer, but I sometimes pushed beyond what was safe to seek salvation from a living death. I learned Feldenkrais Functional Integration, bought an expensive CeraGem thermal acupressure massage bed and used specialized heat packs and cushions. I used more essential oils and nutritional supplements, made major diet changes and received Johrei, a Japanese spiritual healing energy practice. These methods offered minimal symptom management, but I was grateful for any relief I could get. My total disability had created an intense desire to find something to heal me, not just manage symptoms.

One theory is that Fibromyalgia is triggered by a trauma. I reviewed my life to determine the onset of symptoms and when they increased. I identified the possible traumas, but didn’t know what to do about it. My previous experience with traditional psychotherapy had not provided any effective solution. I had done much personal inventory in 12-step work, which enabled me to deal with much of it on a conscious level. I had done my best to own my part and clear away the wreckage of my past.

The first two years disabled, there was no possible way for me to travel in my condition. I longed to see my mother, who had ceased Alaska trips after age 90. I wanted to meet Kenji, my new grandson, when he came to America from Japan, with my son Josh, and wife, Naho. When I finally gained enough recovery to attempt it, I required wheel chair assistance, pillows, heat packs, blankets, essential oils and much meditation practice to survive it. During a four-hour airline delay, the heavy fatigue required I lie on the floor at the gate until we could board.

That two-week trip was entirely too much for me. I lost two months worth of gain in the process. I returned home to Alaska to discover the shock of financial devastation by the loss of disability insurance benefits with no prior notice. I had to make a desperate and heart-breaking decision to leave Alaska. The doctor had said Alaskan winters were too hard for people in my condition. Keeping my condo would be too much financial drain for only being there six months out of the year. I had to move before winter’s impending arrival in less than two months. I was powerless to do much of anything myself.

Thank God for Gordon; daughter Alain; friend Eden, the moving manager; cousin Janet, who flew to Alaska to sort and pack, and countless faithful fellowship friends. Again, I had to ask a lot of them to do really huge things. I could barely make decisions of what to keep and what give away. I was totally overwhelmed. I made a plane reservation and lots of lists with instructions. My previously perfect home was disintegrating into chaos beyond my control. That was my perception anyway. Upon entry to the central packing area, previously known as the living room, friend Twilah exclaimed “Oh! Everything is in Divine Order.” Alas, all I could do was walk away from the mess with no sense of emotional closure. My tears were abundant as my plane took off and I watched my Anchorage home disappear below me.

My dear mother had opened her heart and her home to me, but made it clear she wanted us to live independently. This was the home in Kansas where I grew up, and the first time I had spent any length of time there since Dad died. My grief was doubly magnified. I missed my Alaskan home and I missed my Dad in this home. Mom and I were just beginning to adjust when my oldest sister, Elinor, was dismissed from the hospital and needed to join us for a month. There we sat on Mom’s couch like two invalid bookends. I was not a happy camper. It was difficult for everyone, but we struggled through it with as much love and tolerance as possible.

The plan was to remodel the basement into an apartment for me, but I stayed with Mom upstairs until that could be managed. Bless Jamaica, my oldest daughter, who spent a week re-organizing and redecorating The Great Room in the basement (where I now sit writing my story). Finally, I had a space again that I felt was my own, even though I was still sleeping upstairs in the guest room. Gratefully the stairs are equipped with a chair lift.

I unpacked with indescribable difficulty, since any storage space for my things first had to be cleared of my parent’s decades of accumulation. It was months before I was able to resume my micro-units of attempt at recovery.

My dear friend in Oklahoma, Linda Esser, had called and told me about a powerful healing technique that she was practicing. She was sure it would help and said it had healed people from Fibromyalgia. I thought, “It might work for those who are still able to function, but she doesn’t know how sick I really am.” It sounded strange, but I did my best to search online for the demo videos to try it. I watched testimonials, but the fatigue would overcome me before I could find the “how to” videos. I was not able to travel by car to Oklahoma City for her to show me. The four-hour trip would have required three days of follow-up rest, each way, plus someone to drive me there.

I hoped to keep ties to Alaska. Gratefully I had arranged with my friend, Dale, to inhabit his duplex in Anchorage the next summer, while he worked in Denali Park. With minimal energy recoup I headed north. As usual, I made the trip in two segments with a one or two night layover in Denver allowing me to rest with family. My ability to be a passenger in a car required my seat to be reclined, my eyes closed, plus the radio and driver had to be silent. Even that was exhausting.

Once again in Anchorage, I unpacked and sorted my things left behind stored at Gordon’s. Then I resumed micro-unit attempts of recovery progress. I reported my return to Linda, who suggested I start making a list of my entire life’s hurts and traumas in order for her to teach me the healing technique. I slowly and reluctantly began to work on it.

Faithfully seeking a way to completely heal, I studied spiritual and healing masters. I listened to audio books as I continued my massage bed treatments and essential oils. I practiced many types of meditation, but still struggled with practical application of concepts. Desperately, I inquired of God, “What would I do if there were an earthquake, if I had no electricity for the massage bed and my supplements fell into a crevasse? How would I manage to survive?” I knew there must be a way to be healthy without the aid of equipment or consumable products, and I was determined to find it.

After two years and ten months I had slowly regained limited energy when I realized I was spiraling down into relapse again. My pain and fatigue increased and my digestive system was tolerating less food. I cried out in desperation to God. “Where is my teacher? This student is ready.” I knew if the student is truly ready, the teacher has already appeared, so I began to inventory my recent life to discern who it might be.

I called Linda, who had recently completed certification as a practitioner of the healing protocol she had suggested. It’s called Faster EFT, Emotionally Focused Transformations, developed by Robert G. Smith. I didn’t have my list complete yet, so I called to ask if she knew anything about fasting. She immediately began teaching me Faster EFT over the phone. I was still skeptical, but desperate enough to try it. During the first phone session half my pain vanished and the release of fatigue was dramatically significant.

When Faster EFT worked immediately, I was gratefully amazed and had an immediate, synchronous revelation. “This will work on anything, if I use it. This will be the healing wave that carries me out of the sea of disability. I will do this as my new career in healing arts.” Enthusiastically I practiced the techniques daily. I visited Robert’s YouTube channel to study and practice more. Linda continued phone sessions for several weeks to address and release the emotional charge of past traumas. I purchased Faster EFT training DVDs to learn and heal more.

Within ten days of daily practice, I was able to grocery shop without the motor cart, stand in line without extreme fatigue or pain, and sleep without a pill. I noted in my journal: “As I walked outside, I could feel the big difference in my muscles . . . so much more relaxed and fluid, kind of like pudding. My jaws were not in spasm, but relaxed and springy . . . I have not had any flicker of depression, nor felt lonely . . . I even did some bending and reaching . . . some of my leg aches are now the good kind, from rebuilding muscle. I am really getting my life back and way better than before. This is stellar spectacular!”

My healing progressed daily as I practiced Faster EFT. In six weeks, at the suggestion of both Linda and Robert, I began to share the skills with others and help them change their lives. I was impressed that every one I worked with experienced a positive effect on some level. It didn’t take their belief, only willingness. It’s just a simple system that works if you use it.

Physical strength and stamina increased with regularity as I practiced healing daily. After four months I left Alaska and returned to Kansas for winter. I supervised the completion of the basement apartment remodel and again had a place to call my home. Two months later I began driving weekly to Oklahoma City to take the Faster EFT practitioner course. Classes met every Monday and Tuesday evening for six months. At first I paced myself slowly, making it a three-to-four day trip. By the end of the course I was able to make it an overnight trip.

Today I am highly energetic and building my business as a Faster EFT practitioner. When symptoms arise I use the techniques to heal every area of my life. Faster EFT enables my conscious and unconscious mind to communicate with each other and my body. It releases stress, clears away the negative emotional charge of past traumas, changes unconscious automatic behaviors and replaces them with a deep inner peace and joy. These skills enable me to change my perception of my past and the world around me. I experience the freedom to change how I feel. This enables me to be free from pain and fatigue — free to live longer, be happier, feel more love and make more money. Faster EFT gives me the power to control my thoughts and emotions. Any time, any place, I can effectively use these simple skills to practice the spiritual concepts that were previously beyond my reach. I continue to heal my life and teach others how to heal their lives. Thank God it’s not all about me.

When I returned to Alaska the second summer, one year after I began daily practice of Faster EFT, my M.D. was very impressed with my recovery progress. After examining me, he stated, “Well, you can’t argue with success!”

BIOGRAPHY
In 2008, Grace created Denali Dragonfly Options, a worldwide healing arts practice, where she is primarily a Faster EFT Practitioner and Life Skills Coach. She presents seminars and does private client sessions over the phone, Skype (internet) and in person. She is also writing two books, one is her story, the other about how Robert Smith developed Faster EFT, with the techniques. Grace is her own best testimony to the power of practicing daily Faster EFT.

For more information, contact Grace at (405) 443-4086, www.DenaliDragonfly.com or Email: DenaliDragonfly@gmail.com

© B. Grace Jones 2010

NOTE: A short version of this story in September 2010 in a book of womens personal stories. For more information on the book, join the "Speaking Your Truth" FaceBook Fan Page.

Blog! What is that?

2010-02-07T19:45:00.013-06:00

In 2000, before it was called “blogging,” or at least before I knew it was, my youngest daughter, Alain, was the first in our family to go public with LiveJournal. She was still in high school in Anchorage and wanted out of both. I couldn’t imagine what she was eternally tap, tap, tapping on the keyboard about. When she explained, I thought it must be a younger generation thing. I began to follow her and it seemed fairly benign. Eventually she found a roommate and arranged to move to Denver. She fulfilled her part of our bargain and graduated. I fulfilled mine by paying to move her back to The Lower 48.

In 2005 when my son, Josh, said he had started a blog, I asked, “What’s a blog?” He explained it as an abbreviation of “web log,” where people make journal entries online. OH! I was familiar with the concept from Alain, but still could not understand why anyone would actually want to do that. I certainly didn’t. Of course, I have been following his blog, Pi Po Pa, but didn’t imagined I’d be interested in any others.

Is any journal really private?

Since 1996 I have kept private journals regularly. It was prompted by The Artist’s Way by Julia Cameron, an independent course to assist the discovery of your authentic self. (Not just for artists.) The first assignment is to write “Morning Pages,” three letter-size pages, stream-of-consciousness in longhand to help get clarity about myself. It did, when I finally got with the program as described. But it was always very protected information, rarely anything to share.

About that time, I noticed Alain was keeping some written longhand journals of her own. I sneaked a peak a couple times when she left it in the living room. That’s how I discovered she had been peeking at my journals, too. She wrote down some of my entries in hers. I didn’t tell her but what was most interesting was I didn’t feel angry or violated.

Why am I blogging now?

Life presented me with a story that needs to be shared and blogging was suggested, but first follow other blogs and find out what people like to write and read. I was soon reading blogs by people of all ages and widely varied topics. I found myself faithfully following Expat From Hell’s rigorous honesty interlaced with creative humor and stunning metaphors. I like blogs where the personal struggles are unveiled. I want to identify and feel the emotional triggers signaling another opportunity for me to heal on MY journey out of hell. My greatest uncertainty about blogs is the very thing that now attracts me most. As I read Expat and others I gained the courage to forge ahead through my own fears of the blogosphere. Less reluctantly I entered cyberspace vulnerability.

My life has been transformed, first by three years of total disability and now by My Amazing Recovery. I could not blog before recovery, but I did continue my daily longhand journals as best I could, because I knew from the beginning that my healing journey needed to be shared in order to help others heal. I was willing most days to trudge through the wet concrete of constant fatigue and pain because of this belief. When I become healed and a healer I will know what someone is feeling, because I’ve lived it. They will know that if I can heal, they can too.

Recovery rendered me less fearful and more willing to be vulnerable. Willing to be rigorously honest with whoever shows up, to pass it forward and spread more healing into a world of fear and need.

Note: I also hope to sprinkle some humor along the way, because laughter truly is magical medicine. I like stupid humor, so feel free to share some here.

Answers to Questions from YouTube Friend

2010-02-03T19:19:00.026-06:00

All Qs: Have you really recovered from Fibromyalgia? Can you lead a normal life without flaring up whatsoever? How long have you been Fibro-free? Is there a way of doing EFT for free?

Q: Have you really recovered from Fibromyalgia? How long have you been Fibro-free?
A: When disabled I tried many things with minuscule improvements. Faster EFT is the only thing that has RELEASED symptoms completely. I no longer have daily chronic fatigue, pain, insomnia or IBS. I no longer need expensive supplements, drugs, medical equipment or a special diet.

I started tapping on July 6, 2008. The widespread pain was gone within 6 mos. of daily tapping, but it took 13 mos. before my energy stabilized. I have not yet worked full time, nor climbed a mountain, both things I did with Fibro and before disability. Recovery is subjective. I cannot say I have recovered 100% until I do those things.

Q: Can you lead a normal life without flaring up whatsoever?
A: Compared to total disability, my life is now fairly normal. I am not house bound like before. I can bathe regularly and my daily routine is not punctuated by frequent rest periods. I work part time, travel, socialize and walk outside daily. If I push myself too hard, I may need to adjust my pace, but that happens to other people, too. Self-employment allows me to choose my pace and load. When I push too hard symptoms arise. My energy is great, but I don’t compare myself to others, only to what I was like before.

Is a “flare-up” symptom the return of Fibro or is it normal stuff like everybody else has? Am I so super sensitive to every twinge that maybe I jump to conclusions? Beware of labels that keep us stuck in old beliefs and patterns. A symptom is merely a signal that there is some issue to clear. As soon as it is released the symptoms are GONE. If I get too (normally) tired, or if I resist working on an emotional issue or past behavior pattern, I may get a localized pain or minor symptoms. It is NOT the widespread pain or fatigue of Fibro. I use Faster EFT to RELEASE whatever shows up.

Q: Is there a way of doing EFT for free?
A: Yes! I know disabled people cannot afford much. To begin healing yourself for FREE: Start with this video. Do what it says. Study everything you can find in my playlists, favorites and online about Faster EFT. Follow along and tap with the videos. Tap on YOUR stuff no matter what the demo is about. Tap every day on everything that comes up.

ASK ME QUESTIONS. The more answers I give you, the more I help you and others. If you use the Faster EFT style of tapping the process is fairly simple (classic EFT not so much). If you don’t get results, ask questions. NEVER GIVE UP.

As you begin to heal and become able to stop using expensive supplements, etc. you will have more resources to buy DVDs, books or personalized sessions to help speed your recovery. BE PERSISTENT. ASK QUESTIONS.

My disability was like a living death. I found many of you online and became your friend because I want to help whoever I can to recover like I have. Faster EFT has given me a new world and a new life. My recovery through daily practice of Faster EFT proves it as my hope of complete recovery. I want to spread that hope worldwide.
Copyright B. Grace Jones 2010

HERE IT IS!

2010-02-02T12:11:00.010-06:00

Growing up in the 1950s, family travel was a real trip. Hot summer vacations with six of us packed into a 4-door sedan with no air conditioning, no seat belts and no entertainment (unless you count the white noise of an AM radio). No cell phones, game players, iPods or electronic devices of any kind. We quickly tired of the few toys and travel games we could pack into the crevices of space limited by the essentials for the length of the trip. That included an ice chest and picnic basket full of food, since eating out was virtually nonexistent. Our amusement was dependent on our own creative imagination. We passed the time with mind games like 20 Questions and Button, Button, Who’s Got The Button? The latter was not much of a mind game, but my mind has now forgotten the others except for Here It Is!

So why did this memory pop into my head now? I had worked on another post (now gathering dust) for the official launch of my blog. I posted a teaser on my FaceBook page. That got me to thinking about how to proceed, since this is actually the third post. That was the trigger.

I remember playing Here It Is! Someone chose an object outside the car in the distance. The kids hid their eyes and waited until they thought we had reached it. One would yell “Here It Is!” and open their eyes to check. If you guessed too soon, you could try again in the same round. Whoever got the closest was the winner and got to choose the next object. We actually enjoyed this.

As the youngest, I had the least developed sense of time and space. I would frequently pop up too early with “Here It Is!” only to see the object still far in the distance, go down again and wait until surely it must be past us by now. But my second “Here It Is!” would again baffle me. A sibling was the closest with the final “Here It Is!”

Here I am, repeating an old pattern. My first actual blog post was in 2008, a placeholder for some dream of the future, since I was totally disabled. A very weak and timid “here it is” with no idea when or even if it would arrive. My second post was in 2009. I needed a place to post My Amazing Recovery story online linked to my YouTube channel. That was certainly a stronger “Here It Is.” But, I still wasn’t sure what kind of blog, if any, I wanted to do.

I surrendered my resistance to blogging when I realized I have a story to share and I am the one to tell it. My first post was to be my resistance revealed. Why blog, what do I write, who wants to tell their secrets publicly, who will read it, etc.? Before that, I needed a visual space I could tolerate inhabiting. After decades in graphic design, I couldn’t stomach the canned blog templates, but design career burnout left me resistant to design it myself.

My son, Josh, has my favorite blog design, Pi Po Pa. I asked him for help. He was generously willing in spite of working full-time teaching English in Japan, raising a family of babies with his wife while living traditional Japanese style with her mother, brother and sometimes her sister. I gave him general ideas like “I want it just like yours but different,” and “I won’t be too picky, anything you do will be better than the templates.” Then I had to admit my unintentional lie and start working out some designs of my own. Josh is responsible for the wonderful red and black dragonfly texture of the sidebar frames, which became my jumping off point for the background. He also did all the html coding, which I could or would not have done. Kudos to Josh!

Finally, HERE IT IS!  

BTW check out Josh’s great design and content at Pi Po Pa.
Copyright B. Grace Jones 2010

2009-11-09T17:29:00.031-06:00

My Amazing Recovery

by B. Grace Jones

Completely baffled by waves of debilitating fatigue, I pleaded with God. What is happening to me?

Moving to Alaska began as an amazing adventure. Although I ultimately became totally disabled for three years, this led me to something even more amazing.

For two decades I had worked full time in Oklahoma. I raised a family, divorced, and fell in love with Alaska during a vacation. Burned out by my Graphic Design career, increasing job stress created new bodily symptoms. Disinterested in making a local change, I packed and headed north.

Previously, I had been treated for chest, neck, head, jaw, shoulder and back pain, fatigue, digestive problems, insomnia, etc. Medications were prescribed for heart palpitations, muscle spasms, inflammation, pain and insomnia. I was often referred to Physical Therapy (PT). I pushed through pain and fatigue to work, only taking sick days for “digestive problems.” My sole diagnosis was Mitral Valve Prolapse.

My new job in Anchorage was less stressful and all went well for a while. Updated medical tests confirmed I had no heart condition. I stopped taking the medication I never needed, since the side effects matched the symptoms it treated. This created a desire to phase out all medications.

My confidence in Western medicine diminished. I looked for other options. Limited by medical insurance, I found a Physician’s Assistant with knowledge of alternative therapies. I improved my nutrition, used PT exercises and heat to manage pain and spasms.

The onset of menopause began to affect my work performance. Then, personnel changes at work created incomparable stress. I wanted to change my career to the Healing Arts. I went to career counselors, who advised against it and suggested finding a different job in Graphic Design. I needed to leave my job but was incapable of making a change because of worsening depression and insomnia from menopause. I resisted taking medications and gained relief with nutritional changes and essential oils. However, I was stuck trying to survive at work and make the best of a deteriorating situation.

A decade from retirement, I developed fear around not being financially prepared. I kept my job and began to work at home to build a business and create supplemental income. I rented the spare room, was a vendor at two fairs and took two trips outside Alaska, all within four months. It was a great recipe for stress overload. I came down with a terrible sore throat and within a week was too ill to work. Completely baffled by waves of debilitating fatigue, I pleaded with God. What is happening to me? What did I do wrong? It simply came to me: This is not all about you. I knew then, whatever this experience was, somehow it would help me to help others.

Diagnosed with Mononucleosis, I did not recover within several months. After numerous tests and consultations with two medical doctors, the diagnosis was Chronic Mono and Fibromyalgia/Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (FM/CFS). Western medicine had little to offer. Even with that brutal combination, I was determined to find a way to recover.

With my body feeling as if I was moving through wet concrete, I began my own research. This led to a series of alternative healing methods, which offered minimal symptom management. One theory is that FM is triggered by a trauma. I reviewed my life to determine the onset of symptoms and when they increased. I identified the possible trauma, but didn’t know what to do about it. I practiced my best what the contemporary masters teach, but still lacked skills for practical application. I inquired of God, What would I do if there were an earthquake, if I had no electricity for heat and my supplements fell into a crevasse? How would I manage to survive? I knew there must be a way to be healthy without the aid of equipment or consumable products, and I was determined to find it.

Even though I had slowly regained limited energy, I spiraled into a worsening relapse. My pain and fatigue increased and my digestive system was tolerating less food. I cried out in desperation to God, Where is my teacher? This student is ready! I knew if the student is truly ready, the teacher has already appeared. I called my friend in Oklahoma City, Linda Esser, who was recently trained as a practitioner of Emotionally Focused Transformations (Faster EFT) developed by Robert G. Smith. She had already encouraged me to try it, but I had been reluctant and doubtful. She began teaching me FasterEFT over the phone since I was finally desperate to try anything. Immediately, half my pain and fatigue vanished.

My total disability had created an intense desire to search for something to heal me, not just symptom management. When Faster EFT worked immediately, I was gratefully amazed and had an instant knowing. This will work on anything! This will be the healing wave that carries me out of the sea of disability. I will do this as my new career in healing arts! Amazed, I practiced the techniques daily. I visited Robert’s YouTube channel to study and practice more. Linda continued phone sessions for several weeks to address and release the emotional charge of past traumas.

Within ten days of daily practice, I was able to grocery shop without the motor cart, stand in line without extreme fatigue or pain, and sleep without a pill. I noted in my journal: “As I walked outside, I could feel the big difference in my muscles . . . so much more relaxed and fluid, kind of like pudding. My jaws were not in spasm, but relaxed and springy . . . I have not had any flicker of depression, nor felt lonely . . . I even did some bending and reaching . . . some of my leg aches are now the good kind, from rebuilding muscle. I am really getting my life back and way better than before. This is stellar spectacular!”

Today I am highly energetic, pain-free and building my business as a Faster EFT practitioner. When any symptoms arise, I use the techniques to heal every area of my life. These skills enable me to change my perception of my past and the world around me. I experience the freedom to change how I feel. This enables me to be free from pain and fatigue — free to live longer, be happier, feel more love and make more money. Faster EFT gives me the power to control my thoughts and emotions, and to apply what the masters teach any time, any place, to heal my life and to help others heal their lives. Thanks to God it’s not all about me.

One year after daily practicing Faster EFT, my M.D. was very impressed with my recovery. After examining me, he stated, “Well, you can’t argue with success!”
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Copyright B. Grace Jones 2009

Grace (405) 443-4086 or www.google.com/profiles/denalidragonfly
Linda (405) 227-2794 or www.youtube.com/honorall;
Robert (405) 917-5258 or www.FasterEFT.com

Source: http://www.alaskawellness.com/nov-dec09/testimonial.htm

Denali Dragonfly

2008-06-16T01:27:00.003-05:00

Denali Dragonfly is still in it's nymph stage. The process takes about two years before he will come out of the lake and emerge from it's beetle shaped shell. When that happens, it will look like this full grown dragonfly.