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basicallyanotherwitchesthing · 1 year

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Graydon Harrington Rixon - Pyramid Power and Psychic Healing - The Pythagorean Press - 1978

#witches #pyramids #occult #vintage #psychic healing #the pythagorean press #graydon harrington rixon #1978 #pyramid power #pyramid power and psychic healing

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archivist-crow · 15 days

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On this day:

THE SLEEPING PROPHET: EDGAR CAYCE

On March 31, 1901, Edgar Cayce of Hopkinsville, Kentucky, put himself into a self-induced hypnotic trance and gave his first medical reading, correctly diagnosing an ailment and prescribing a cure—for himself. Totally lacking in medical training, Cayce nevertheless went on to give over 14,000 readings over the next forty-four years. His recommended treatments— often simple solutions consisting of diet changes, exercise, massage, relaxation, poultices, plasters, and homemade tonics and teas —miraculously healed thousands of people who were without hope.

The first sign of Edgar's abilities showed up when he was nine years of age. Squire Cayce, Edgar's father, frustrated by his inability to teach Edgar simple spelling skills, knocked the boy off his chair. Lying on the floor, Edgar heard a voice say, "If you sleep a little, we can help you." Edgar begged his father for a rest and fell asleep on his spelling books. Upon waking, Edgar could spell every word in the book. The talent stayed with him. As a young man, he worked in a bookstore in Louisville and, having slept on their catalogue, he was then able to refer customers to any book in the store and all related titles. Much to the manager's delight, this ability won the venue the patronage of the richest lady in town.

In 1900 Cayce lost his voice and was told it would never be regained. He worked with two prominent hypnotists, to no avail. At this time, Edgar's sister, Annie, worked in a millinery shop with Al Layne, who was studying osteopathy and hypnosis by mail order. He met with Edgar, who put himself "under" and began to speak in a clear, unafflicted voice, saying, "Yes, we can see the body. He described to Layne the cause of the partial paralysis of his vocal cords and instructions that led to his cure.

Text from: Almanac of the Infamous, the Incredible, and the Ignored by Juanita Rose Violins, published by Weiser Books, 2009

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danskjavlarna · 2 years

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Here are all the vintage images I’ve so far encountered that, for one esoteric reason or other, are categorized as "occult.”

#occult #psychic healing #vintage headline #vintage illustration #hooded figure #headline #illustration

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blueheartbooks · 2 months

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Navigating the Mysteries of the Astral World: A Review of "The Astral World: Higher Occult Powers" by Joel Tiffany

In "The Astral World: Higher Occult Powers," Joel Tiffany delves into the enigmatic realm of the occult, offering readers a comprehensive exploration of clairvoyance, spiritism, mediumship, and spirit-healing. With meticulous detail and insightful commentary, Tiffany seeks to demystify these phenomena, providing readers with a deeper understanding of the unseen forces that shape our reality.

At the heart of Tiffany's work is an exploration of clairvoyance, the ability to perceive events or information beyond the scope of ordinary perception. Drawing on a wealth of historical anecdotes and personal accounts, Tiffany examines the various forms of clairvoyance, from precognition to remote viewing, shedding light on the ways in which these abilities manifest in different individuals. Through vivid descriptions and compelling narratives, he invites readers to contemplate the boundless potential of the human mind and its capacity to transcend the limitations of the physical world.

One of the most captivating aspects of "The Astral World" is Tiffany's exploration of spiritism and mediumship. With a keen eye for detail and a deep reverence for the spiritual realm, Tiffany examines the practice of communicating with the departed and the role of mediums as intermediaries between the living and the dead. Through firsthand accounts and case studies, he offers readers a glimpse into the profound experiences that often accompany encounters with spirits, providing valuable insights into the nature of consciousness and the afterlife.

Throughout the book, Tiffany also delves into the practice of spirit-healing, exploring the ways in which individuals can harness spiritual energies to facilitate healing and transformation. Drawing on ancient wisdom traditions and modern metaphysical teachings, he provides practical guidance for those seeking to cultivate their own healing abilities, offering techniques for channeling energy, balancing the chakras, and clearing energetic blockages. With compassion and clarity, he empowers readers to tap into their innate healing potential and embrace a path of spiritual growth and self-discovery.

In conclusion, "The Astral World: Higher Occult Powers" is a thought-provoking and illuminating exploration of the mysteries of the astral realm. Through his insightful commentary and profound wisdom, Joel Tiffany offers readers a roadmap for navigating the unseen forces that shape our world, inviting them to embark on a journey of spiritual exploration and self-discovery. Whether you are a seasoned practitioner or a curious novice, this book is sure to inspire and enlighten, guiding you toward a deeper understanding of the hidden dimensions of reality.

"The Astral World: Higher Occult Powers," Joel Tiffany is available in Amazon in paperback 12.99$ and hardcover 20.99$ editions.

Number of pages: 297

Language: English

Rating: 8/10

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A Double Edged Sword

Word count: 3,300

angst, serious injury, fluff, psychic healing.

Chapter 5: What? Do You Want a Cookie?

Din was actively trying to resist what was boring into his brain.

Grogu was connecting with Din deep in his mind. He was taking Din back a couple of weeks when all three of you existed in the astral plane together. This was when Din saw that dark corner that held the secret of your involvement in the search for Grogu. Din was trying to shake this off but Grogu wouldn’t let him look away.

He held his gaze on Din and pushed deeper. He knew he couldn’t stop until he made Din understand. He wanted Din to feel what happened in you. To your mind. He showed Din that you never deceived him. That this memory was just as much a mystery to you as it had been to Din.

Then he made Din aware of the pain that this had caused. The confusion, the uncertainty. He further allowed Din to see that Greef not only had knowledge of what really happened but that he had set this whole event in motion.

Din could no longer rest as it had become apparent to him that he needed to get to the bottom of this. He was like a man on fire. He didn’t even go after the bail jumper. He had more pressing matters to attend to.

He raced back to Navarro and pushed his way into the Magistrates office. Greef turned to see Din stomp into his office. He asked if Din had gotten the bounties. Din just tossed the one tracking fob onto Greef’s desk. “Only one?” Greef was surprised.

“I have a personal matter that takes precedence right now.” He loomed large over Karga’s desk and added “I get the feeling you have something to tell me.” He said the words through gritted teeth.

Greef knew that it was time for him to come clean and tell Din everything he knew. “Now remember, this happened a long time ago. I was different then. I was not a good guy.” As he breathed a heavy sigh he almost appears to deflate. “ I didn’t know how to tell you Din.” He looked up at Din and his eyes were pleading for forgiveness.

“Just tell me the truth.” Din growled.

Hanging his head Greef tells Din about the Hiraeth that the Client brought in to conduct a psychic search for Grogu. He reminded Din that this was before Grogu had healed him and it was when you had just settled there. All he knew of you had psychic abilities and that you had an experience with Grogu when his mind reached out for yours in town.

Din didn’t want to hear any excuses and urged Greef to continue. He explained that this Hiraeth guy asked specifically for someone that had a connection to Grogu. “I told him about the things she could do and I pointed him to her cottage. He used her to locate Grogu and then wiped her memory of the whole thing.”

He then felt the need to tell Din that since he had come to know you, he was sure that you would never have done this knowingly.

“He messed with her mind Din.” Regret oozed out of him.

“You better hope it’s not too late.” Din slammed his fist down in the middle of Greefs desk, leaving a dent. An impression of Din’s anger. Din then stormed out of the office.

His pace never slowed all the way back to the Crest. They were still unloading the frozen bounty when he got to the ramp and he snapped at them to get out of his way. Setting his sites back to Farweh. He was a man on a mission.

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Progress was slow going but lets face it you were starting from scratch on Farweh. The days were a little shorter here but you just adjusted your circadian rhythm and it seemed fine. You had planted seeds to sprout in succession so each day you had enough sprouts to eat to nourish your body.

You also found that foraging here often yielded a more than enough to supplement your diet. The spring provides fresh ice cold water all the time. You’ve managed to use a few cargo crates to make a decent lean to against a large rock.

The rock not only serves as one or the walls of you shelter but it also absorbs heat during the day and radiates it back out all night giving you a fairly constant comfortable temperature.

This also created a micro climate close to the rock so vines that you planted at the base would also have the benefit of the radiant heat. Your vines were growing quickly in the row that you planted there.

You have just abandoned shoes altogether. The ground here is soft with grass and moss and you’ve always liked the feeling of you feet on the ground. With no need to stay shrouded you have no need of heavy coverings.

You wrapped some material around your torso leaving your shoulders and arms to collect the rays or the sun. another piece is loosely draped around your waist giving you freedom of movement and sun on your thighs as well.

On your head you wore a wide brimmed hat you had woven out of long strands of grass.

The large rock that was one of your walls had small indentations in it that were big enough for your small bare feet to get good hold of to climb the rock with ease.

It only took you up about 15 feet but it gave you a pleasant view of the valley that stretched before your humble abode. It’s amazing the difference 15 feet can make.

Sometimes you would climb up to the top and spread out a blanket and bake in the sun for a while. You were starting to get as brown as a berry.

All of this feels pretty ideal. It’s been a couple of weeks since Din stormed off with no explanation so every time it crosses your mind you bite it back. You remind yourself how well you are doing and tell yourself that it couldn’t have gone any other way. I mean….What did you expect anyway.

The evenings were the hardest. In the short time that you spent on the Crest, the routine had been to practice astral projection after a little sustenance and before bed.

You did feel someone trying to break through. It felt like Grogu.

But you weren’t allowing yourself to go down that familiar path now for fear that you’d run into someone else you knew.

When you slept at night you were the most vulnerable. It’s difficult to guard yourself from someone who desperately wants in when you are already in a non-corporeal form. It’s almost as if you are made of smoke and you are trying to prevent other smoke mixing with you. Good luck with that.

Something has you on edge this night. You felt something was coming and then everything goes black. :”That’s unsettling.” You’re glad the nights are shorter here. The daylight allows you to focus on the work at hand. The darkness leaves you a victim of your own thoughts.

The morning comes and ripening berries have given you a task. You grab your basket and your pruning shears and head out toward the back of your shelter toward the tree line. This never took you too far from home and it would be the perfect breakfast.

You only get halfway there when there was a familiar looking craft approaching your valley. “DAMN IT! It’s the Crest.”, “What the smeg is he doing here?”

This is not how you wanted to start your day. You stomp back toward the Crest ready for a fight. Din walks to the bottom of the ramp and just stands there looking at you. “If you’re waiting for an invitation you really are dim.”

As Din stands there looking at you he is struck by how native you’ve become. No shoes, carrying a basket wearing a hat made of grass. He almost chuckled. But he can’t help but notice that you barely have any fabric covering your body.

Even though he feels like such a low down dog for how he had left you, he can’t help but admire all you’ve done, but mostly he’s admiring all that skin. He’s never seen you displaying this much skin.

He takes a step off the ramp toward you. Did I say you could disembark?”

“No, but I need to talk to you. I just learned what actually happened back when you first moved to Navarro, I made an assumption that was dead wrong.”

“So you came here to tell me you were wrong?” He nods in response. “What, do you want a cookie?” you snap in your most snide voice. “Did you actually think you could come back here and say “Whoops, and everything would be Ok again?….Let me tell you something about trust. It’s like a precious hand crafted bowl. If you break it, no apology can fix it, it’s still broken, and it can’t hold anything… anymore.”

You turn to walk away as you wave him off. He follows. “You have to let me explain?” He pleads.

You glance over your shoulder. “I don’t have to do Jack.” And you just keep walking. It’s becoming clear that he’s going to keep following you. You have to go where he can’t follow. You’re sure that the small footholds in the rock that is half of your house won’t accommodate his boots.

You scurry around the stakes at the base of the rock and with your bare feet you make it to the top in no time. The other plus is that this rock is large enough that you can just make yourself comfortable and he won’t even be able to see you from the ground.

As you suspect he seems at a loss for a way to follow you. You can hear him circling and you holler down “Be careful of those vines you clumsy oaf.”

“What are these grapes?” He asks.

“Well Technically they’re legumes, but.….Really,….You want to talk horticulture now? Look,…Just leave me alone.” You are determined to stay up there till he goes.

“I’m not leaving till you let me explain.” You hear him attempting to scramble ups the side of the rock but as you suspected he can’t get a foot hold. But then he takes his gloves off and you peek over the side to see he’s actually making progress using his hands alone “Dank Ferrick” you curse.

“It’s not gonna do you any good to come up here.” Suddenly you hear a scraping sound as Din loses his grip with one of his hands. He grunts but is unable to to keep his grip with the other hand as his body swings to the side. You are surprised to hear a scream escape from your mouth as you hear a thump and a painful cry.

You look over the side to see that Din has fallen onto one of your plant stakes and has skewered his thigh. He grunts as he tries to right himself. You scurry down the rock and you are at his side in a few seconds. He’s grabbing at the stake. “STOP” you yell at him. Let me.

You see it already bleeding profusely . You unstrap his thigh plate and you lay your hands over the holes that are on either side of his thigh. “You came down on the stake sideways. It went right through your thigh.” He tries to tell you “It’s Ok, it’s just my leg.”

“No you don’t understand.” You have sensed the wound is much more serious that he knows. “You have punctured your femoral artery. I have to fix this now.” You run to your basket and bring back your pruning shears. You go to cut a slit in his flight suit and he tries to stop you. “Don’t you get it? This will kill you.” You cut his pant leg from his knee to his hip so that you can reach in with both hands to cover both sides of the wound.

He remembers you telling him that the only way you can heal is to take the wound on yourself. He grabs at your hands to try to stop you but he’s losing blood and getting weak.

“Look" you say to him, "I can’t fly that thing.” As you gesture toward the Crest. “If you die here, I might have the coolest scarecrow on the planet but I’d be stuck here with that huge hunk of metal in my yard.”

You’ve clipped one end of the stake with you pruning shears and you pull it through the other side out of his thigh. That was the final insult to his body. It shot searing pain through him and caused the blood loss to increase to a gush.

He’s barely conscious at this point. You take several deep breaths as you press your hands to both sides of his thigh. You grimace as the pain begins to flow through you. You can see in your mind that the punctured artery closes itself as you accelerate his healing.

Din begins too stir as he starts to feel your healing effects, the pain is far decreased and the bleeding has stopped.

He looks at you to see that you are biting your lower lip to the point that it’s bleeding. You throw your head back as you emit this weird drawn out groan.

He’s coherent enough to pull himself up and he pulls your hands off of his wounds but it’s too late. He sees the puncture wounds are now on your thigh and you slump to the ground unconscious.

“No” he yells in a plaintiff cry. He snatches you up and runs to the Crest. He lays you down just as soon as he is at the top of the ramp.

He tries desperately to get a pulse. He can't feel anything on your wrist or even on you neck.

He leans down to listen to your heart but is frustrated by his helmet. He yanks it off and sends it clattering to the floor. He presses his ear to your heart and he hears it. It’s faint and it’s weak but it’s there.

He throws his head back in a primal scream as it hits him that he needs to get help. He knows Grogu can heal and though he’s not here. He does have a connection with him. He’s already reaching out with his mind for help when he grabs his medical kit. He places 2 Bacta pads to the wounds. He then binds them tightly to stem the flow of blood.

Then with you cradled in his arms he breathes deep and pushes beyond himself, beyond this world, all the way to Grogu.

Grogu knows what has happened the moment he joins with Din. His spirit is there with both of you in just the time it takes for Din to see him in his mind. He places a hand on you and Din and imparts some kind of wisdom or power to Din.

Din places his forehead to yours and with all the focus he can muster he wills the wounds to constrict and for the pain to subside. It is enough to help stabilize you. Grogu shows Din how to calm your spirit and slow your heart. This way you can stay still and unconscious. It should keep the wounds from reopening.

As soon as Din is satisfied that you are stable he rushes to the cockpit to set a course for Navarro. Once he has the Crest in the air he goes back down to check on you. He curses himself that he brought this on you.

He does what Grogu showed him to calm you. He hovers his hand a few inches above your body and took several deep breaths he could see you visibly descend into a lower and slower state. Something akin to hibernation. Your heart rate slowed. Your body temperature lowered. This should keep you from bleeding out and allow you to survive the trip to Navarro.

It helps to calm Din too. Because of it he feels you have a chance to make it.

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You don’t know where you are. It’s Dark and foggy. You feel strange.

You remember healing Din. You know that the injury was life threatening. You even ask yourself if this is death. “Boy what a disappointment.”

You attempt to explore this place you find yourself in but you find it difficult to do anything. To say that you felt sluggish would be an understatement. You have an awareness of someone near you. Maybe another recently dead soul? You can’t hear or see but you can feel…something.

You become aware of someone reaching a hand behind your shoulders and tilting your head back. You feel a small dribble of water being poured into your mouth. You are able to swallow it before more is introduced passed your lips. It was actually delicious. That seems odd. Delicious water? I must be dead. Well anyway, it sure felt good going down.

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Din was beside himself with worry and he checked on you often. He kept listening for your heartbeat It was slow but it was steady. He made sure to keep you hydrated. He carefully slide an arm behind your back and pulled you upright a bit and tipped your head back. He was able to pour small amounts of water into your mouth.

He removed his armor pulled himself in behind you and let you lean back against him. He wrapped his arms around you and pressed the side of his face to yours. He took in all of the shared feelings that he that existed between you. He could feel your level of consciousness. He knew that you had to stay in this low, slow level to still your body.

To see you actively swallow the water gave him hope. You body was doing normal things. Besides he found himself comforted by just looking at your face so closely. To carefully brush a drop of water off of your lower lip with his thumb. He felt guilty for finding so sensuous. He wondered if you would ever forgive him.

He was back and forth for the next couple of days making sure the Crest was still on course and making sure your heart was still beating.

The closest he came to sleep were the times that he cradled you in his arms. Carefully pouring small amounts of water into your mouth. He had to bring your awareness up just enough for you to be able to swallow the water. To be sure he didn’t get any into your lungs.

While he hydrated you he was able to see your eyes moving under your eyelids. But over the last couple of days he had become obsessed with your lips. Maybe it was because he was always wetting them. But each time he found himself hopelessly lost as he watched you swallow your water . Press your lips together and sometimes on a good day, even lick your lips.

Until he couldn’t help himself any longer. He leaned closer and held your face and softly brushed his nose against yours. He turned he’s head just enough to bring his lips to yours. He made an effort to keep it as soft as a feather brushing against your lips.

He felt you take in a slow deep breath and a small, sweet hum escaped you as you exhaled. A sound like you were tasting something yummy. He looked to examine your face and he saw a slight smile tugging at the corners of your mouth. He felt overcome with emotion as his eyes began to grown wet.

Your eyelids began to flutter and the opened only slightly but he could see you focus on his face. You reach up to touch his face and you are seized with pain. You press your eyes shut again and you feel your forehead constrict. Your upper lip curls with the pain.

You find yourself slowly taken back to that dark and fuzzy place where everything is slow and you can’t even lift your arms. You hear in the distance. “You can rest here. This is where you need to be right now.”

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northtexashypnotherapycenter · 2 days

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Navigating the Mysteries of the Astral World: A Review of "The Astral World: Higher Occult Powers" by Joel Tiffany

"The Astral World: Higher Occult Powers," Joel Tiffany is available in Amazon in paperback 12.99$ and hardcover 20.99$ editions.

Number of pages: 297

Language: English

Rating: 8/10

Link of the book!

Review By: King's Cat

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My Daily Tarot Tracker – February 4th, 2024 – Day Reading - Embodying the Wild Feminine

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Welcome to my Story as I embark on a Year’s Journey logging my Daily Tarot. Today is the Twenty-First day, February 4th, 2024. I am logging my Day and Night Tarot Readings in my Daily tracker. – I encourage you to try for yourself. I may skip some days, Nights or both, especially if I need just a day off or I am catching up on other work. However, I plan to be as consistent and as Daily as…

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archivist-crow · 3 months

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On this day:

SURGEON OF THE RUSTY KNIFE

On January 11, 1971, Ze Arigo, a talented and controversial Brazilian healer, died. Two weeks earlier he had announced that his earthly work was complete and soon he would be gone.

As a child, Arigo saw visions and heard voices. When he was older, he developed headaches and had nightly dreams of a hospital operating room. The doctor in the operating room told Arigo that he had died in World War I, leaving his work unfinished, and that Arigo was to continue that work for him.

Soon after those dreams, Arigo was staying in a hotel with a friend, Lucio Bittencourt, who had an extreme case of lung cancer. In the night, Bittencourt awoke to see Arigo, razor in hand, saying that immediate surgery was needed. Bittencourt lost consciousness. In the morning his pajamas were bloodstained, and he had a small incision at the back of his ribcage. Bittencourt's Brazilian doctor thought the impressive operation had been performed in the United States using a technique unknown to him.

Over the next six years, Arigo saw between 200 and 300 people a day. A medical doctor investigating Arigo reported watching as Arigo, using a four-inch paring knife, scraped out the socket between an elderly man's left eyeball and eyelid. The patient didn't feel anything. When finished, Arigo wiped the pus-covered blade on his shirt and continued onto the next person. Unsanitary conditions, no antiseptic, no stitches were used. Arigo could also stop blood flow with a verbal command; all the wounds he treated healed cleanly and quickly. Arigo refused payment for all his healing services.

Text from: Almanac of the Infamous, the Incredible, and the Ignored by Juanita Rose Violins, published by Weiser Books, 2009

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