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An Illustration of a Body-consciousness Channeling
"I am... yes, what you call the abdomen. Hmm, yes, I belong to what you call "my friend Tom" but that is not what I call it. I call it "God" -- the biggest thing I can imagine, the ruler of my Universe."
(My Spirit Guides said I ought to talk to you. I'm glad you can hear me. Is everything OK?)
Oh yes, everything is fine here. No problems.
(Hmm, that's odd. I thought maybe you were having some trouble, perhaps as a result of the surgery Tom had a few years ago....)
Surgery? What surgery?
(You know, when Tom had his gall bladder removed.)
What? I don't know what you're talking about. The thing you call the gall bladder is still right here.
(Oh dear. You don't realize that the gall bladder is gone. Maybe it is an effect of the anesthetic. I think you'd better take a really close look, because I know for a fact that the gall bladder is really NOT there.)
(suddenly gasping and sobbing) You're right! It isn't there! The energetic gall bladder is still there, but the physical gall bladder is gone! What happened to it? Where is it? I've been robbed! This is terrible! Part of me is missing, and I didn't even notice!
(Well, the surgeons took it out because it was very sick, and they didn't know what else to do...)
Thieves! Barbarians! They could have healed it, or Tom could have grown a new one, it isn't hard to do!
(I'm sure you're right, but the problem is, we don't know how. We probably are like barbarians, but we are trying to do better. I'm sure the doctors and surgeons did the best they knew how. Can you look back at the operation and see the surgeons and their intentions?)
No, no... I can't see anything! The memories are gone! I can remember everything else, everything Tom said and thought from the moment of what you call conception. Yes, I remember all the thoughts and words of what you call Tom's mother and other people -- to me they are all identical, unless I make the effort to look very closely. But nothing of the surgery! It is unbearable, to have that blank place in my records! I am really angry!
(Well, the memories have to be somewhere, I'm sure you must be able to get them back. And I think it is also important for you to get them back, as well. Can you use me or my Higher Self as a sort of bridge, to reach those memories? I give you permission.)
... yes, yes, it is working. I have my memories back! And I can see the thoughts of the doctors and surgeons. They were doing their best. I guess they are not God, really, because I can imagine something bigger and greater. Tom is not God, either, and sometimes he makes mistakes in his behavior toward me and other body-consciousnesses. But I forgive him. It is good to understand. I miss the gall bladder, but I accept what happened. I'm not sad or angry anymore. Thank you, Emily, for explaining what happened and helping me get the memories back.
This illustration is based on a real session I had, with my real friend Tom. It was the first time I had thought to try to channel a part of someone's body, and I was totally unprepared for the strength of the emotions that came through me. The tears and sobs were very real! After this, you can be sure I asked my Guides a lot of questions about the effects of anesthetic and about the degrees of consciousness felt by parts of our bodies.
Later, I read Hands of Life, a book by Julie Motz about her experiences as a healer in the operating room. She apparently works in a similar way, speaking to the bodies of people who are about to have transplants, and also to the organs that are about to be transplanted, telling them not to be afraid, and explaining what is happening. I am amazed that she was able to find a hospital and a surgeon who would let her try this! The statistics all supported that she was having a beneficial effect -- fewer organ rejections, shorter recovery times, etc. All very remarkable, I think!
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