My Book Heals A Reader

Guest author Catherine Carrigan  –

As an author, I am thrilled every time anybody takes the time to read any of my books. As an author, I get an even bigger thrill when somebody takes the time to write a review for any of my books. And as a medical intuitive healer, I receive an even bigger thrill every time someone tells me they have made a major shift as a result of reading what I wrote. I can only see so many people every day. But hundreds, thousands and countless people can read or listen to my books. Such was the thrill recently when a gentleman reached out to me.

Ed Blazek described his interests on Goodreads, the reader-author social media website, in this manner:
Sports, movies, teaching golf, reading, watching Seinfeld reruns.

In other words, he is a regular guy.

His reading interests?

Horror, comedy and biography.

While my recent Amazon No. 1 best seller, What Is Healing? Awaken Your Intuitive Power for Health and Happiness, hardly falls under the categories of either horror, comedy or biography, somehow Ed stumbled upon my work.

This becomes the 29th five-star review on Amazon.

This is what he had to say:

“I need to recommend this book to anyone that is not 100% happy with your physical or mental health situation. I was doing everything my doctors were suggesting I do, and some cases strongly suggesting. Despite trying hard, it wasn’t until I read Ms. Carrigan’s book that I truly began to experience noticeable changes in my health in a very positive manner. Catherine taught me easy to follow but extremely effective anxiety and stress reducers at the comfort of my own home. I decided to dedicate a half hour per day for 2 months as my trial period with Catherine”s book.0eb2d5e146d773ccc447fce4e4dec094

“Without getting too detailed, I experienced tremendous results. My Primary Care Physician noticed obvious changes in my blood pressure, sleeping abilities, and overall outlook on my health. “To be able to try this book for far less than my copay at a doctor’s office is a value that I can’t quite understand, but I am suggesting everyone to buy this book, use it yourself, or at least pass it on to someone that you know can use some help with their well being. “Highest Recommendation”

Thank you, Ed Blazek, for reading my book. I am so happy you feel so much better as a result!

http://catherinecarrigan.com

Ravens are Silver

Shamanic practice is central to my recovery from the psychological wounds of war.

In the past meditation was difficult. My quiet mind was soon filled with memories of combat. They shamanic practice of watching animals without judgment or expectation trained me to observe myself in the same way. That was a key to avoid being re-traumatized by the full context recall used in cognitive behavioral therapy. The Animal Practice I have done over the years opened me up to the source of true healing. My connection to the world of spirit began about eight years ago.

I went out to my garden and saw a Raven sitting in the top of a bear pinion pine. A second Raven landed in a nearby shaggy cedar. The second Raven watched the first. The first watched the sky. Raven number one would make an occasional comment “Grok-croool”. That first Raven kept looking west, just above the red rock bluffs.

I couldn’t see anything but blue sky. I don’t know what that Raven was expecting. After a while it made a final comment,  “Gra-a-a-ak”, and flew East, apparently satisfied it saw all there was to see at this particular place and time. The other Raven shrugged its wings and followed. In the air, it looked twice as big. I went back inside knowing Ravens can see things I can’t.

The next morning a Golden Eagle  flew low over the hill that separates my back door from Oak Creek. A raven swooped in – not playing. The Eagle evaded and reached for more sky. The raven’s harassing seemed chaotic at first but then I saw the raven was not random. It moved the eagle further and further from the earth and away from the hill where the ravens liked to sit and watch.
The eagle was transported from the realm of the raven. The noble and heroic eagle gracefully obeyed the laws of magic Ravens know so well. The raven made a swooping turn back towards me. Its body glinted silver in the morning sun. I realized ravens aren’t really black.

Another certainty blossomed. All my reaching and wanting, all my noble and heroic deeds, my therapy and thrashing and medication will not relieve the torment born of trauma.  For that I must remember – Ravens are Silver and Eagles respect their will.

Chain of Violence

My life was once defined by violence. Now it is not.

My experience as an infantry sergeant in the Vietnam War has not made me an authority on deadly violence but I feel it has given me permission to speak.

When an act of extreme violence becomes front-page news everyone feels threatened. We don’t say it but we know it could have happened to us. In a deeper sense it has happened to all of us. We feel fear, then anger. From that darkness we begin looking for someone to blame in addition to the perpetrator. That sows the seed of separation, lines of defense and justification for vengeance. That is how we move us away from peace and become a link in a chain of violence.

That’s the way it happened to me. I didn’t want anyone to know I had such feelings of rage. I hardly admitted it to myself. I was not peaceful. I buried compassion along with fear and anger. I finally understood that all those emotions were valid and I embraced them all. I could not choose how I felt but I could choose to act out of anger or from compassion. The tricky thing about compassion is that to be genuine it must be universal. Genuine compassion includes the ones we love, ourselves and yes the ones who have violently attacked us.

It is not enough to feel compassion. We must be compassionate. It is not enough to feel love. We must perform loving acts. If we are to find peace we must act peacefully.

What brings peace, an end to strife, is now and forever, our loving reverence for life.

 

© Tom Puetz 2015   http://dragontalebooks.com   facebook

Mania and the Muse

Bipolar disorder defined my life as much as a wheelchair.

Seven million Americans suffer from bipolar disorder, a.k.a. manic depression. An estimated three million cases are severe. In severe cases bipolar disorder can fragment one’s life and destroy any hope of doing useful work or having a meaningful relationship.

Prescription drugs did help, but left me afflicted with a feeling there was something wrong with me, like my mind had been hijacked. The writing program I completed revealed a unique benefit of being bipolar. It was a practical tool that  brought understanding, acceptance and finally a published novel. A partial list of bipolar authors and creative individuals includes: Ted Turner, Virginia Woolf, Ludwig van Beethoven, Winston Churchill, Jimmy Piersall and Ernest Hemingway.

My author’s journey was filled with practical examples of how a disciplined approach to writing can change some of the curses of being bipolar into blessings. Writing and symptoms combined for positive results. Those positives were a less manic means of communication, a much-needed routine, a sense of purpose and creative release.

The writing program I followed included a daily word count, techniques to focus the mind and methods of emotional release. Those components fostered mental discipline and emotional stamina. The simple act of daily writing brought continuity and a sense of purpose to my life. A life troubled by this misunderstood disorder. The beliefs I expressed and emotions experienced captured the elusive core of my  bipolar existence revealing a hidden pattern in a manic world.

Mania, when suppressed, is a denial of self. When unleashed it is a powerhouse of creation.