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Mind-Spirit Wellness
By John Jay Harper
Introduction
It was late Friday afternoon February 26th, 2010; a cold, snowy mid-winter
day in the Pacific Northwest when an unresolved, incapacitating childhood
conflict surfaced again. Indeed it was the source of symptoms, mental and
physical, that had controlled my entire life story until now. These anxieties
dogged me like a proverbial hound from hell and I began paying close
attention to them. I knew my sanity depended upon comprehending these
symptoms as “signs and symbols” of my unconscious psyche, but I did not
understand why they manifested—yet!
The original catalyst for my crash and burn was the abandonment by my
father in Seattle at age 5. He left my mother, Catherine, and my two
brothers, Ron and Steve, homeless and penniless, so he could hire on with a
fishing fleet. His goal was to become the chief marine mechanic to keep
them trolling for the “deadliest catch” in waters up and down the coastlines
of Alaska, Canada, Washington, Oregon, and California. I never saw him
again until I was 32-years old.
But the scenario that led initially to nothing more than headaches and sinus
symptoms was Claritin™ clear enough. My beloved 20-year old
granddaughter, Kathryne, who had been living with us for the past 3 years,
was embarking on her first solo cross-country road trip from Spokane,
Washington to Jacksonville, North Carolina, and I was “deathly afraid” for her
safety. Katie was en route to Andrea, a girlfriend she had known in Spokane
since 14, to share a recently purchased home close to the Atlantic Ocean.
Andrea was today a proud U.S. Marine stationed at Camp Lejeune, awaiting
the return of her husband, high school sweetheart Joshua, likewise a combat
soldier fighting the Taliban in Afghanistan until summer 2010.
Wikipedia records this much on Swedenborg: “In 1741 at the age of fifty-
three he entered into a spiritual phase in which he eventually began to
experience dreams and visions beginning on Easter weekend April 6, 1744.
This culminated in a spiritual awakening, where he claimed he was appointed
by the Lord to write a heavenly doctrine to reform Christianity. He claimed
that the Lord had opened his eyes, so that from then on he could freely visit
heaven and hell, and talk with angels, demons, and other spirits. For the
remaining 28 years of his life, he wrote and published 18 theological works,
of which the best known was Heaven and Hell (1758), and several
unpublished theological works.” Interestingly enough, overall Swedenborg’s
model of creation matches the shamanic that is usually akin to a three-
layered cake: upper, lower with earth in the middle of it. So how does “evil”
work? Quite simply, through negative emotions!
I also have had such close encounters with the citizens of hyperspace since
childhood and methodically investigated near-death experience (NDE)
visions of the End-Times for that reason, as well as written and spoken to
millions of listeners on talk radio shows regarding my conclusions about
them since 1993. Today these themes are common cocktail party
conversations among psychiatrists, psychologists, philosophers, physicists,
and theologians; so at least I am in good company, finally. I no longer feel
crazy nor like a fish out of water. French scholar of religions, Mircea Eliade,
saw the “axis mundi” conduit, subway, tunnel or trunk within The World Tree
as the gateway to the gods, and devils, writing in his classical book
Shamanism: Archaic Techniques of Ecstasy: “The underworld, the center of
the earth, and the ‘gate’ of the sky are situated on the same axis, and in
past times it was by this axis that passage from one cosmic region to
another was effected.”
There was the key word I must investigate further I mused: neuropeptides.
So began a major turning point in my search for salvation from suffering,
although understanding neuropeptides was not that easy since they acted
more as quantum ghosts in the brain, non-local “fields of energy” declared
the late Francis Schmidt of M.I.T. He called them “information substances” or
“messenger molecules.” Dr. Pert proclaimed “This complexity has led to their
being classified under a variety of categories, including hormones,
neurotransmitters, neuromodulators, growth factors, gut peptides,
interleukins, cytokines, chemokines, and growth-inhibiting factors.”
Nonetheless, ideally, these “information substances” in balanced proportions
give our human brain-blood-bones a sense of wellbeing, “bliss” or euphoria
that make life worth living in plain terms. But my body quit making them,
and my physicians prescribed the opiate-derivative equivalent drugs to them
such as hydrocodone and oxycodone as I underwent a comprehensive
diagnostic work-up to isolate the problem over a 3-month period from June to
August 2010. These tests included the cutting-edge in X-Ray for the spine,
laboratory analysis of blood and urine for general chemical health index
baselines, as well as cardiac enzyme function examination at Sacred Heart
and then, the final straw that pushed me into an urgent search mode for
alternative treatments, my MRI at Holy Family Hospital.
For now I had more diagnoses, prognoses, and fear factors than my beloved
late grandmother, Mary Evelyn Scott (1888-1977), would say “Carter had
liver pills!” Yet these high-tech toys are our pride and joy in the Western
world, our electron microscopes and spaceship-shaped nuclear magnetic
resonance imaging capsules save lives every single day because we can
“see” into the living brain-body-blood-bone matrix non-invasively, but
intervene surgically with razor-edge, laser-light precision if warranted.
Indeed, my wife’s cousin in Kansas City has her husband, Bob Stevens, alive
today because a neurosurgeon was able to pinpoint a brain aneurysm earlier
this year and repair it successfully. They call Bob a miracle-man for he beat
the odds but he is still seeking relief from one nagging problem: pain that
prevents sleep!
Psychiatrist Rick Strassman, M.D. has also released his clinical experiments
on 60 volunteer subjects at the University of New Mexico with approximately
400 doses of the spirit-seeing substance N,N-dimethlytrptamine in DMT: The
Spirit Molecule. One hypothesis is that DMT is endogenous, made in the
pineal gland, what French philosopher, physicist, and mathematician Rene
Descartes (1596-1650) himself called the “seat of the soul.” In metaphysical
terms, this is the third eye. Since 1996, Dr. Strassman has been exploring
models for the DMT effect, and has focused primarily on the Old Testament
concept of prophecy. This is a spiritual experience which takes into account
the apparently external, free-standing nature of the DMT “worlds,” in which
one’s sense of self is highly preserved and interactive. This is in contrast to
previous models that borrow more heavily from Eastern religious systems,
ones that emphasize unitive, ego-dissolving experiences. In addition, the
prophetic model deals directly with ethical and moral concerns, adding a
crucial element to our ability to understand and integrate the content of the
psychedelic experience. He is developing these ideas in his next book, The
Soul of Prophecy, due to appear in 2011. (See www.rickstrassman.com)
Again, in addition to healing, the shaman is the one that can read the star
maps, the signs of the times in the precession of the equinoxes, as did the
Old Testament prophets with regards to the coming of Jesus Christ. In fact,
the Zodiac, or “circle of animals” has been used as the solar lens by which to
forecast the future of the past for millenniums. I mean it is true, what goes
around comes around only in new costumes for there really is nothing new
happening under the living Suns of God!
Andrew Collins has, in my opinion, decoded the “secrets” in shamanic healing and
divining and what is the key idea to 2012 in his monumental book The Cygnus
Mystery: Unlocking the Ancient Secret of Life’s Origins in the Cosmos: The purpose
of “junk DNA.” The shorthand translation of his research is that the star
constellation in the sky known to ancients as representing a “swan” (astronomically
Cygnus X-3), is the source of creation for us. This was discerned through the use of
trance states by shamans in these early cultures as depicted in prehistoric—that is
to say, before language—cave drawings and myths. Yet what we need to know is
that gamma-ray bursts (GRB) from this, and perhaps, other light-storing “black
holes” in the Milky Way, are mutating amino acids-DNA-RNA protein synthesis into
new configurations. And this is reworking the expression of genes throughout the
animal kingdom itself signifying a time of rapid change in the ecology, and
biosphere, referred to biblically as “a new heaven and a new earth.” (See
www.andrewcollins.com)
Thank God, I also had a strong spiritual support team that appeared as if by
magic, usually a bad choice of words with the Christian evangelic. Hopefully,
I will be instrumental in helping them step-up to the plate: the challenges
and opportunities for ministry in this matter
● ● ● now. Trust me they are right-on-target when it
comes to Hades—“the hidden place”—and the
He knew that Glory “evil spirits!” For the “doubting Thomas,” I only
and Hell too, ask you to review one “non-religious” textbook,
The Body of Myth: Mythology, Shamanic Trance,
Are in your soul, with and The Sacred Geography of the Body by
mathematician, and physicist Professor J. Nigro
all their myths; Sansonese, and the objective documentary DVD
film titled “Gates of Hell” produced by The
He knew, like the History Channel. That is, I am not focused on
Greek, that the days fear at all but facts that will convince you
Of Time are Eternity’s beyond a reasonable doubt that what we’ve
called “hell” is right here on earth. Specifically,
Mirrors. we’re experiencing a literal warfare going on
within the cells of our human body-mind-spirit!
~Jorge Luis Borges (See www.history.com)
● ● ● “Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God's
mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices,
holy and pleasing to God—this is your spiritual act of worship.” (Romans
12:1) Pastor Robert Lindseth of the Life Church located at the corner of 25th
and South Grand Boulevard in Spokane came into my life miraculously after
his teenage daughter happened to come by our house one evening to ask
my wife if there was anyone that needed prayer? Oh did I ever! Bob invested
countless hours ministering to me this past summer as we prayed together
for answers to my situation. I even asked him to renew my covenant in
baptism for I identified with this proclamation of Paul of Tarsus as never
before in my life: “I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live; yet not I, but
Christ liveth in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith
of the Son of God, who loved me, and gave himself for me.” (Galatians 2:20)
Hint: The word covenant in Hebrew means a “cut-where-blood-flows! “
And while all of these skilled practitioners of the healing arts, sciences and
religions helped me cope to a certain extent, over the span of excruciatingly
painful weeks that stretched into agonizingly slow months I realized I was
missing a critical key to opening the locked gates of hell to my wellbeing:
Life force energy. In particular, I needed to increase my ch’i with amino acid
therapy administered intravenously (I.V.) to repair the cell damage of aging,
diet, and toxic emotions in order to restore the functioning of my
communication circuitry, the message molecule carriers of the central
nervous system. I had to glue Humpty-Dumpty back together again, increase
the “ligands” that are “binding” elements of DNA-RNA coded protein
synthesis cycles of consciousness. These electronic ions cement amino acid
molecules into chains, the building blocks of life. Anthropologist Jeremy
Narby, Ph.D., Stanford University, unpacked the secret in DNA from his own
shamanic field work with the plant teachers in the Amazonian rainforests,
ecstatically reporting in The Cosmic Serpent: DNA and the Origins of
Knowledge:
Then as we descended into the City of Durango itself, we saw clean streets, a
well-planned city center and marketplace that highlighted its southwestern
cowboy theme. The focal point was the restored train station for the Durango
& Silverton Narrow Gauge Railroad. Of course, the antique brick hotels with
crystal-chandeliers and gun-fighting saloons of the 1800s helped set the
stage, literally. Actually, Connie remarked that we had come to a 5-star
vacation getaway—not a sterile-looking typical medical district as we had
envisioned. There was even a gorgeous fast-moving river running through
the city park: Animas. This in fact was a sacred space nestled within the Four
Corners of the USA.
Upon arrival at the clinic the next morning, I already knew that I came to the
right place to kick-start my immune system. If I needed a booster shot of
confidence, I was greeted with a warm smile by Julie Frank, the office
administrator, and Steve Adams, my co-counselor for the next 10-days. Then
I reported for my physical exam at 10AM to Paul Glanville, M.D., and read
these inspirational words on his business card from Psalm 103 that made my
day:
“
Praise the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits who
forgives all your sins and heals all your diseases, who redeems your
life from the pit and crowns you with love and compassion, who
satisfies your desires with good things so that your youth is renewed
like the eagle's.”
You know what an eagle can do, right? It can grow brand new feathers no
matter its age! Indeed I needed new feathers, and bones to support them, if I
was ever to fly again without a neck brace and a beak load of medicines. In a
nutshell, be careful what you pray for and write about, and who, for they
may very well return to validate, or not, your claims about them be they
among the living or dead. You’ll see what I mean when you read the First
Edition of my book Tranceformers: Shamans of the 21st Century. But, in brief,
you will learn what I did from an after-death communication incident with a
“deceased” optics physicist colleague, George, and why analytical
psychologist Carl Jung, M.D., stated “Modern behaviorist psychology reduces
psychic happenings to a kind of activity of the glands; thoughts are regarded
as secretions of the brain, and thus we achieve a psychology without the
psyche.”
The lesson we are learning from amino acid therapy is straightforward: the
mind of the mystic, prophet, and shaman is lying dormant, sleeping
untapped within DNA yet cosmic consciousness is forever flowing-freely
through us all now. That is, the knowledge to heal ourselves is available for
the asking if we ask the right questions symbolically and playing possum is
not the answer to a spiritually alive, “genetically” mutating universe. The
author of creation, God, writes the Book of Life and illustrates it via DNA
codes with our life experiences providing the “data” each and every second
for the messenger molecules forming and informing an infinite number of
space-time “real” worlds. With this insight, I wept tears of joy for I knew that
my prayers had been answered: my deliverance from pain was at hand and
my walk into wellbeing had begun. Although I was optimistic, and looking
forward to the treatment sessions, I was about to take an unexpected swan
dive, and it was not the 6,500 foot elevation in Durango that made me
swoon either.
I Died in Durango
She calmly helped me into a black lounge chair and discretely summoned Dr.
Glanville to check my vital signs, if that was needed. But it wasn’t, and of
course I was not dying but being reborn in fact into a new way of living. Yet I
didn’t know that until a few days later after I shared what had happened to
me with Jessica and she corrected my distorted perceptions of this incident.
She informed me that I did not faint nor have any type of adverse reaction to
the amino acid nutrients whatsoever, rather I simply slipped into a deep
state-of-sleep—and snored to high heaven!
As I reflected upon her words, that made perfect sense since I had not slept
without a sleeping pill in months. I knew I had stopped dreaming once I
began taking Ambien™ and my educated guess was that rapid-eye
movement (REM) sleep is much more critical than we have imagined.
Perhaps, the brain-body cannot repair itself properly if we induce sleep with
drugs of all types: alcohol, prescription, and street? Maybe the organic
messenger molecules created by nature such as serotonin, dopamine and
melatonin, for examples, are paralyzed, and cannot exchange DNA-RNA
protein synthesis maintenance information between brain hemispheres, I
pondered?
Author of Breaking Open the Head: A Psychedelic Journey into the Heart of
Contemporary Shamanism, Daniel Pinchbeck, shared the conclusions of Dr.
Carl Anderson of McLean Hospital, Virginia: “… disparities between the left
and right brain disrupt REM sleep, which as Anderson notes is ‘essential for
emotional regulation, learning, and memory consolidation.’” In particular, I
agree with Dr. Anderson, although I acknowledge that Pinchbeck, a wise
urban shaman in his own right, is not totally convinced yet with respect to
this physician’s hypothesis: “Interhemispheric struggles, primarily a result of
child abuse, may be a fundamental psychological root of drug addiction.”
(See www.breakingopenthehead.com)
Accordingly, drug addiction is indeed getting worse every single year in PTSD
breeding grounds: military combat zones, inner cities, and First Nations
reservations. This is the siren song warning that our children and
grandchildren are at high-risk for self-destruction in untold numbers if we do
not intervene now, if not for any other reason that we are a nutritionally-
bankrupt nation! The obesity we see is symptomatic of stress stored in belly
fat and the high corn sugar-low exercise diets will have only one long-term
outcome for the Western world: degenerative diseases such as arthritis,
diabetes, hypertension, premature pain, suffering, and death with its
correlated runaway health care medical costs for taxpayers.
"This body, that you are in, has
been alive forever. It comes
from an unending stream of life,
going back to the Big Bang and
beyond." So I asked myself: Can amino acid
therapy rewire our genes towards not
~Mellen-Thomas Benedict only optimal wellness and personal
www.mellen-thomas.com happiness but world peace too? Is it that
simple: Let food be our medicine in the
way that the father of medicine,
Hippocrates, meant it? It’s a visionary
idea for certain and will require
considerable scrutiny if and when taken
seriously enough to have federal
government funds assigned to it. In the
meantime, I’d reflect upon the meaning
of the epigenetic medicine model
findings of Dawson Church, Ph.D. relayed recently in his book The Genie in
Your Genes: “The healing power of consciousness and intention appears to
be independent of time as well as space. Prayer seems to work retroactively
as well as across great distances. Perhaps the whimsical injunction is true:
‘It’s never too late to have a happy childhood!’” (See
www.soulmedicineinstitute.org)
Can we pray our self and world well too? This much I know from my
observation: our brain is a terrible thing to see waste away on junk food,
drugs, and booze! Slowly I stitched the pieces of my addiction, pain, and
stress disorder together with the help of the staff assigned to me for that
purpose: co-counselors extraordinaire Steve Sewell, Steve Adams, and
shamanic practitioner Marie Redfeather. Though my life story is not unique,
it is totally relevant to you my friends regarding how to heal from childhood
traumas, symptoms, employing specific steps I took along the way that I
methodically, painstakingly but also joyously, outlined in the Second Edition
of my book, Tranceformers: Shamans of the 21st Century. Again, Daniel
Pinchbeck speaks wisely beyond his tears: “With his visions, his ability to
transform energies, and his mastery of healing, Christ could be seen as a
prototypical shaman.”
So I mused into the night, as my wife slept alongside me, about my life’s
story and how I spoke it into existence with every word uttered. Specifically, I
came to see the wisdom in the words of St. John: “In the beginning was the
Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.” (John 1:1). That
is to say, I needed to wash my mouth out with soap for I spewed out toxic
temper tantrums, childish concepts and emotions in nearly every sentence. I
colored my world with words that had coagulated, nearly choked the life out
of me with fear over many years by failing to follow my bliss as a public-
speaker because I was reenacting my mother’s sense of “learned
helplessness,” also known as clinical depression, at being abandoned by my
father—not me. In reality, I never knew my father given my age at the time
of his departure so how could I blame him for being a bad parent or role
model? But I did incorporate—make physical—every negative emotion my
mother felt and expressed by her body postures and inadvertently
“poisoned” my environment. My father had little to do with my life issues
was the bottom-line: It was “mommy dearest” after all.
Summary
In the Gospel of Thomas, Christ spoke these words of wisdom: “If you bring
forth what is within you, what you bring forth will save you. If you do not
bring forth what is inside you, what you do not bring forth will destroy you.”
Daniel Pinchbeck has the right molecular spin on many of these matters:
“The tryptamine molecule is the building block of many neurotransmitters. …
You may spend the rest of your life suppressing the memory, but it is still
inside of you.” Later in a mystical burst of clarity, I saw that I did not get sick
or healed in a vacuum these past months either, rather my life story was the
well-orchestrated script that God designed to bring me to Him and my future
work with people suffering from addictions, pain, and stress disorders
needing amino acid therapy.