Awakened at Needle Point: A Shamanic Journey into Body-Mind-Spirit Wellness By John Jay Harper The search

for new shamans has begun in earnest. ~Margaret Wheatley, Ph.D., Harvard University, author of Leadership and the New Science 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. In fact, as I shared in the Second Edition of my book, Tranceformers: Shamans of the 21st Century, my perceived reality since the 1950s was nothing but the symbolic cutting down of my family tree reenacted through me. And my heroic efforts to stop it from happening to those I loved, again and again and again. Clinically speaking, I was suffering from a borderline personality disorder known to psychotherapists as third degree emotional burns. In short, I felt a swarm of toxic emotions sting me that evening and reacted as a helpless child alone in the dark not an adult. I truly did not have a life yet, nor an authentic sense of self that was symptom-free and able to engage the world on its terms. 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. Specifically, in a Titanic-like panic-stricken spur of the moment decision that gripped my heart as within the jaws of a steel vice, I decided to drive our gas-miser Honda Civic in front of Katie s

car for the initial one thousand of her four thousand mile journey to the East Coast of the USA. I wanted to blaze the trail, so to speak, make certain she, and co-driver Jody, got safely through the snowy mountain passes in Idaho, Utah and then into the first city they planned to stop on Saturday afternoon: Las Vegas, Nevada. I even paid for a deluxe room-in-advance at the Luxor Hotel for my wife, Connie, and myself before we departed Spokane that evening confident this was a mission possible. However, my cock-eyed military veteran optimism overstretched my capacity to drive aroundthe-clock anymore, as I did easily in my pre-retirement years. We never made it. For I collapsed from physical exhaustion early Saturday morning while driving on Interstate 84 through Boise, Idaho, forced to exit the freeway pulling into the Hampton Inn at approximately 3:30AM PST. Connie called Katie s cell phone and explained what had happened and wished her and Jody a fun weekend in Las Vegas, but without us. We would rest a few hours, we said, and chart a new course back home via western Idaho, eastern Oregon, and central Washington, avoiding the mountain passes crossed in the middle of the night. With hindsight 20/20, I saw I was literally travelling on sacred ground, revisiting a segment of the migration route East-to-West from Virginia to California that was significant to my ancestry. I recalled my grandfather was born in Salt Lake City in 1890 and my great-grandfather, Robert Harper, helped lay stones on The Mormon Temple. Moreover, my father in fact who was born in Eureka, Humboldt County, California on April 6, 1928, died at Las Vegas Medical Center on February 25th, 1991. So my advice early on is pay attention to the meaningful coincidences for they are sprinkled throughout this autobiography. These, of course, are relevant to me and my life story ultimately but let me give you a hint upfront: Your life is an open book too. Wake-up and follow the trail of breadcrumbs blood and bones of your genealogy for there is meaning to everything in existence once can read the signs of the times symbolically mapped by The World Tree in the Garden of Eden. French scholar of religions, Mircea Eliade, classified the axis mundi 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. Clinical psychologist Wilson Van Dusen, Ph.D. (1923-2005), could do just that, soul travel, and worked for many decades with the mentally ill in California state hospitals and as a training officer with the United States Coast Guard. He concluded that spirit possession can be the root cause of illness. And upon retirement, he wrote about his life as a mystic, sharing a lifetime of insights in many inspiring books on heaven, hell, and hyperspace nature of existence: infinite worlds within worlds without beginning or end. Dr. Dusen became a proponent of Swedish scientist, inventor, and Christian mystic Emmanuel Swedenborg (1668-1772), and

learned, as I had, that The great spiritual adventurers found the whole of creation and every part of it symbolic as he shared in Seeing Through Symbols: Insights into Spirit. 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. To this point, I also have had such visions since childhood and investigated mystical, prophetic, near-death experience (NDE) and prophetic 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, and physicists; so at least I am in good company, finally. I no longer feel crazy nor like a fish out of water. My vision is we are in the early stages as a species learning to climb the world tree, walk between worlds, bring the spiritual truth of heaven and hell to planet earth again through the eyes of the shamans. I see us integrating the wisdom within the human body into a new world order science of soul in the 21st century. (See Shamans of the 21st Century In the days, weeks, and months of spring 2010, my symptoms increased from sinus to serious and I lost the ability to control my neck muscles and it collapsed. A pinched nerve in the upper region of my spine at the base of my skull became so painful that it demanded medical intervention. This bracing against pain 24/7 began a decline in my health with sleepless nights and miserable days of suffering spiraling towards disaster. I no longer had a life really; rather I became a walking, talking set of symptoms constantly seeking a savior with a magic silver bullet. So I brushed-up on my pig Latin because my constant bedfellow companions spoke only in the multisyllabic language of the Physicians Desk Reference (PDR) dictionary. My medicine cabinet s stock and trade went from boxes of Alka-Seltzer to neatly ordered rows of pill bottles from the allopathic pharmacy. To my primary care doctors credit at Group Health Cooperative in Spokane, Tim J. Meyer, M.D., and Jan H. Mueller, M.D., I began a course of drugs that did address the PAG (periaqueductal gray), the pain control center of the brain. Thus we started down the right track pharmacologically even if I was to derail later. I reviewed the medical literature in articles, books constantly for clues to my situation and read in Molecules of Emotion: Why You Feel the Way You Feel the encouraging words of biochemist

Candace Pert, Ph.D.: Pain researchers all agree that the area called the periaqueductal gray, located around the aqueduct between the third and fourth ventricles of the midbrain, is filled with opiate receptors, making it a control area for pain. It is also loaded with receptors for virtually all the neuropeptides that have been studied. 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 phantom 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! Though pharmacologically, we ve only scratched the surface of potential therapeutic potions of these non-toxic plants for pain known to shamans worldwide humbly as nature s teachers. However, if my musings on this topic are validated, amino acid therapy will combine with indigenous so-called hallucinogens to create a pharmacopeia to treat addictions, pain and stress disorders second to none soon. I mean every single one of us make these morphine-like opiates, the spiritual visionary substances of ayahuasca, the vine of the soul, every second within our brain, blood, and lungs, for instance. These entheogenic creates God

within us plant researchers such as Alex Grey, Martin W. Ball, Ph.D. (Native American, Mysticism, Shamanism, and Religious Studies), late Terence McKenna, and newcomers like journalist and explorer Graham Hancock report the same inner space mindscape co-exists as he maps in the encyclopedic book on this subject, Supernatural: Meetings of the Ancient Teachers of Mankind. (See,, and 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 The Sacred Geography of the Human Body In this same time period, Mona Klinger, a medical intuitive, vibration healer, Reiki master, and shaman in Bend, Oregon came into my life just when I thought I could go on no longer. My suffering reached cosmic-levels heretofore unimaginable and I could not cope with the pain or life s demands. Often collapsing into a fetal position, I retreated to my back porch deck to curl up on my side to relieve the unrelenting ache in my neck and pain in the bones of my skull. The cold concrete floor served as a whole body ice pack in those early morning hours before the sun heated it anyway. Without a doubt, however, there is One Great Spirit that listens to our pleas for intervention, and speaks to others to go help us recover, and Mona was that earth angel God sent to my rescue. Through a synchronistic chat on Facebook Mona sensed my situation resulting in her flying, and later driving, to Spokane to reorient my focus from fear to faith, illness to wellness once again. She conducted not one but two 3-day treatments a month apart for me and Connie, and she made all the difference in our world. From her first session employing shamanic wisdom, it was clear that I was being spared to walk the talk of a Christ-centered, earth-honoring medicine man as I had written a couple books on this topic and it was time to put up or shut up! (See

Along this same line of treatment, I went to several complementary health care specialists in my community to tap my biological plant farm roots that included acupuncture with Rebekah Giangreco, L.Ac., Dipl.Ac., at New Moon Family Acupuncture; sports medicine chiropractic with Ryan Johnson, D.C., at Pearson and Weary Pain Relief Clinics; and massage therapy with Marlene Sullivan, L.M.T. 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 evil spirits! For the doubting Thomas, I only ask you to review one non-religious textbook, The Body of Myth: Mythology, Shamanic Trance, and The Sacred Geography of the Body by mathematician, and physicist Professor J. Nigro Sansonese, and the objective documentary DVD film titled Gates of Hell produced by The History Channel. That is, I am not focused on He knew that Glory fear at all but facts that will convince you beyond a and Hell too, reasonable doubt that what we ve called hell is right here on earth. Specifically, we re experiencing a literal warfare Are in your soul, with going on within the cells of our human body-mind-spirit! (See all their myths; 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 ~Jorge Luis Borges 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) 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

He knew, like the Greek, that the days Of Time are Eternity s Mirrors.

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: "When I started reading the literature of molecular biology, I was stunned by certain descriptions. Admittedly, I was on the lookout for anything unusual, as my investigation had led me to consider that DNA and its cellular machinery truly were an extremely sophisticated technology of cosmic origin. But as I pored over thousands of pages of biological texts, I discovered a world of science fiction that seemed to confirm my hypothesis. Proteins and enzymes were described as 'miniature robots,' ribosomes were 'molecular computers,' cells were 'factories,' DNA itself was a 'text,' a 'program,' a 'language,' or 'data.' One only had to do a literal reading of contemporary biology to reach shattering conclusions; yet most authors display a total lack of astonishment and seem to consider that life is merely 'a normal physiochemical phenomenon." Again, Dr. Pert, formerly a Research Professor in the Department of Physiology and Biophysics at Georgetown University Medical Center in Washington, D.C., wrote in her aforementioned textbook on this topic: Ligands are generally much smaller molecules than the receptors they bind to, and they are divided into three chemical types. The first type of ligand comprises the classical neurotransmitters, which are small molecules with such unwieldy names as acetylcholine, norepinephrine, dopamine, histamine, glycine, GABA, and serotonin. (See Soon thereafter, at my wits end with drugs of every flavor that did not yield viable cures only intolerable side-effects, I remembered an informative dialogue I had on Facebook again, albeit a year, with Steve Sewell, founder of Mind & Body Works in Durango, Colorado. He had merely succinctly replied to a comment I made that I was using amino acids orally to improve my health but he knowingly stated that in many cases, they had to be administered via I.V. to enter the bloodstream: bypass the deleterious impact of digestive tract juices and processes. In a subsequent telephone conversation, I shared my medical history and Steve offered that, perhaps, my brain-body could no longer create its endogenous, morphine-like pain killers, the endorphins, to give me that runner s high I associated with wellness? That was a reasonable conclusion given my free-floating symptoms of anxiety-panic, hypomania that seemed even to me to be a case of hypochondria; that is, more psycho than somatic! In the final analysis, I

needed high-tech soul food: the finger-licking-good to the last drop ligands! If I wanted what they offered, I could report to Steve at the clinic on Wednesday, September 15th, 2010 for a physical examination by Paul Glanville, M.D., an anti-aging specialist schooled in complementary and traditional medicine. Of course, I was impressed by that time and took his advice to heart, and head: they seemingly had exactly what I was looking for no doubt about it. From my own decades of study in the shamanic sciences and practice in Community Health Administration and Wellness Promotion with the U.S. Navy Hospital Clinic, Keyport, Washington, I knew that healing disease happened through the integration of the East and West: what Larry Dossey, M.D. in Santa Fe, New Mexico, and his wife, Barbara Dossey, R.N., Ph.D., call ERA-III Medicine. They do not mince words or split-hairs and neither do I for this is the emerging health care paradigm of the future: We are literally thought forms co-existing within the Body of God, and we need to apply this eternal truth to our lives here and hereafter. We co-exist with myriad life forms and we need to get over it and get on with it: There is a lot of work to do if we are to bring hell up from and heaven down to earth. Our mission is to merge three world upper, lower, and middle realms into one new world order right here and now! Taking nonlocal mind seriously can, as I describe in Reinventing Medicine, widen the dimensions of consciousness. We can tap into sources of wisdom beyond ourselves and beyond the present: Creative breakthroughs and prophetic knowing become ordinary in the context of nonlocal mind. Empathy and compassion flower as a result of our felt linkage with one another. And the awareness of immortality, as I've described, takes the pressure off living and dying. This will not happen automatically, however. We have to do our share and set our biases and prejudices aside. These are urgent matters. As Andre Malraux said, "The twenty-first century will be spiritual or it will not be at all." (See Rocky Mountain High For the record, it is an absolutely divine drive into Durango. Colorado from all directions but we had come by way of the northern Interstates: I-90E, I-15S, I-70E: Spokane-Billings-Salt Lake City-Grand Junction, and then south onto Colorado Highway 550. This is a breathtaking scenic route with big timber, wildlife views at somewhat oxygen-starved elevations: over two miles high at its jagged-rocky top peaks. But what a beautiful clear-blue unpolluted sky! 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 kickstart 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 with my wings upright again without a neck brace and a bucket load of medicines. In a nutshell, be careful what you pray for but also extremely sensitive to what you 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 learned from an after-death communication with a deceased optics physicist colleague 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. In other words, we have removed the psyche soul from our world as an independent reality where the truth is we are entangled in messenger molecules just because matter is minded. Spiritual encounters are synchronistic clues profoundly meaningful coincidences that speak to a multi-dimensional, layered hyperspace cosmos filled-to-the-brim with wisdom beings. There is simply no wiggle room anymore around this fact says National Public Radio awardwinning correspondent Barbara Bradley Hagerty, and acclaimed author of Fingerprints of God: The Search for the Science of Spirituality. The lesson we are learning from amino acid therapy is straightforward: the mind of the mystic, shaman, and prophet co-exists within a living field of information that is lying dormant, untapped yet flowing-freely through us all now. That is, the knowledge to heal ourselves is available for the asking the right questions and playing possum, therefore, is not the answer to a spiritually physical universe! That is, the author of creation, God, writes the Book of Life and illustrates it with our life experiences each and every moment throughout an infinite number of space-time real messenger molecule 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 Are you okay, John? my nurse, Jessica Dehen, R.N., asked. She had skillfully inserted the first of ten-day intravenous (I.V.) feeding tube needles into my arm, but suddenly my mind relaxed its tenacious grip on the pain in my neck. I unwittingly started to slump into what I imagined was the darkness of unconsciousness, so replying softly, I said what I felt was obviously true: I m dying. 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/or 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 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.

So I asked myself: Can amino acid therapy rewire our genes towards not only optimal wellness and personal 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 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 ³If we could give every also joyously, outlined in the Second Edition of my individual the right amount book, Tranceformers: Shamans of the 21st Century. of nourishment and Again, Daniel Pinchbeck speaks wisely beyond his exercise, not too little and tears: With his visions, his ability to transform not too much, we would energies, and his mastery of healing, Christ could be have found the safest way seen as a prototypical shaman. to health.´ Not surprisingly, every one of the lessons-learned on my own from decades of research, I saw incorporated into the wellness model employed at Mind & Body Works. Therefore, amino acid therapy is the key to survival in our efforts to offset the impact of climate changes and what near-death researcher at the University of Connecticut, Professor of Psychology Emeritus Ken Ring, Ph.D., knowingly called us to embrace two decades ago: the shamanizing of humanity! By the way, my two books are also directly related to what is happening to people and planet today in era2012: We are threatened with extinction. As cell biologist Bruce Lipton, Ph.D. has said, It s the environment stupid! Our toxic technology has turned our agricultural soils and drinking water sources into septic tanks and our dysfunctional attitudes, behaviors, and lifestyles are eating away at our immune systems worldwide. (See and Thus I cannot emphasize enough the importance of shamanic tools and techniques for our day and age for it is indeed the myths by which we live that determine our life story individually and collectively as a civilization. What is it we want to experience, in other words? It could not be said more clearly and forcefully than this prophet: As a man thinketh in his heart, so is he. (Proverbs 23:7)
Hippocrates (c. 460-370 BC)

The Key is Under Your Mother s Pillow Over the 10-day course of I.V. treatments with amino acid nutrients, what I came to call Love Potion Number 9, I also had sessions with other outstanding health care providers including Healing Touch with Linda Marie Ambrose, as well as in the downtown Durango community. Namely massage therapy at Amaya Natural Therapeutics, and acupuncture at Animas Oriental Medicine clinic. Macushla F. Hobin, L.Ac., MSTOM is a graduate of the Pacific College of Oriental Medicine, San Diego, California and her expertise in clinical diagnosis and needle placement really opened the door chakras and meridians to my healing. For the first time in six months, I finally heard an assessment of my situation that made sense of the symptoms that was a true mystery to me. Yet I agreed with her immediately, intellectually and intuitively, as to the underlying cause-effect relationships: Sleep Deprivation. More so, I was told that my neck symptoms presented itself in a way that was well-known to the classical oriental medicine model and therefore had specific treatment protocols that could be followed. Beyond a doubt, I benefited once these blocked pathways were opened to the flow of life force energy ch i again through my spinal column vertebras and into the skull s sinus cavities. I felt the instant relief from pain when she inserted needles into C7 vertebra that second session: these circuits began to function as intended. That is, I was no longer grid-locked neurologically between my head and heart in particular and the neurotransmitters could transmit messages full-circle in these circuits of consciousness. My nerves quieted down and restored themselves to peaceful co-existence with the natural rhythms of my lifestyle in the days and weeks ahead. Marie Redfeather played a pivotal role in recovering and releasing early childhood trauma that I had completely buried within my body. She is a First Nations, French-Canadian descent initiate of Peruvian shamanism. Through her expertise, and sensitivity, to what was seeking to surface during our counseling sessions and ceremonies together, we rediscovered a series of medical crises that had crippled me throughout my life. Specifically, I broke my leg in the 3rd grade and had to be transported for treatment to Auburn General Hospital, Washington. This was in the days when a parent could not visit or stay at will with a scared child, but to make matters even more terrifying in my case the ward nurses used hypodermic needle injections to sedate me keep me quiet throughout the night. Moreover, during my days hooked-up to I.V. at Mind & Body Works, I flashbacked to several incidents that involved doctors, nurses, syringes and I.V.s in Seattle. For examples, I had blocked memories of Children s Orthopedic and Virginia Mason Hospital clinic visits that had traumatized me severely in my early teen years. Thus, we uncovered and brought to light how these disturbing incidents ultimately steered my studies to psychology in my totally subconscious efforts to continually work through these fears as an adult much as psychiatrist

Stan Grof, M.D. outlines happens in Psychology of the Future: Lessons from Modern Consciousness Research. (See Needless to say, I was indeed awakened at needle point in Durango, Colorado! However, it was the insights of the founder of Mind & Body Works that triggered a major catharsis during his first counseling session with me. Steve Sewell patiently listened to my medical history: recitations of childhood and alcohol abuse, military injuries and related psychophysical symptoms, allopathic and integrative treatments, as he observed my body gestures, too. He then gently, nonchalantly offered this pearl of great price for me to mediate upon later that evening at the Iron Horse Inn motel as my homework assignment in fact: The Key is Under Your Mother s Pillow. 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. In a burst of clarity, I saw that I did not get sick or healed in a vacuum these past months, rather my life story was the well-orchestrated script that God had designed to bring me to my future work with people suffering from addictions, pain, and stress disorders needing amino acid therapy. No doubt about it today, my history is not my destiny. Yet to say I m objective anymore is a lie: I am subjective in that I know what works and I plan on shouting it from the rooftops. If you are an adventurous, courageous soul willing to follow the road less travelled to achieve optimal wellness here and hereafter, then I wholeheartedly suggest that you go to this website right now without delay: Indeed, be bold and call the Mind & Body Works clinic Toll Free at 1-888-788-7348 and, perhaps, you too will become awakened at needle point!

Recommended Reading References 1. For those interested in the symbolic treatment of illness, I refer you to an eclectic new book on this topic, Psychomagic: The Transformative Power of Shamanic Psychotherapy by Alejandro Jodorowsky in Paris, France. As well as the insights of Jungian-oriented psychotherapist Paul Levy in Portland, Oregon, himself a former mental hospital patient and now crazy life a fox. (See 2. Braverman, E.R., M.D., and Pfeiffer, C.C., M.D., Ph.D. The Healing Nutrients Within: Facts, Findings and New Research on Amino Acids. CT: Keats Publishing, Inc., 1987. 3. Harper, John Jay. Tranceformers: Shamans of the 21st Century. CA: Reality Press, 2009. ( 4. Twiss, Richard. One Church Many Tribes. CA: Regal Press, 2000. ( About the Author John Jay Harper is a Community Health Coach specializing in the treatment of addiction, pain and stress disorders and author of the bestseller Tranceformers: Shamans of the 21st Century. He holds post-graduate degrees in Business Administration, Human Resource Management, Community Health Administration, Wellness Promotion as well as Clinical Hypnotherapy and Psychology. He can be reached for radio/TV/print media-interviews at or on Facebook anytime. John is now serving as a consultant to Mind & Body Works in order to establish a public-speaking awareness campaign for amino acid therapy clinics nationwide. (See

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