It’s been a busy afternoon in EMF land. I’m about to release an app and Handbook focused on Esoteric EMFs.
- Ghosts
- Psi
- Hauntings
- Sacred Spaces
- Sensitivity to other People
And how these frequencies interact with and are impacted by
- Geologic
- Atmospheric
- Technologic
EM frequencies.
Filled with tools and strategies that eliminate the negative impact of Esoteric frequencies the app and Handbook will appeal to novice and expert, to skeptic and believer alike.
As I was decompressing with music my mind drifted to one of my favorite human beings in the world. My high school physics teacher Mr. Robert Parys. I will never forget the day he learned I had a metal clip in my brain.
Titanium it was put in to stop bleeding from a subdural hematoma the result of falling off a diving board and hitting my chin on it on the way into the pool when I was 10 years of age.
He was – in a word – horrified.
“There’s metal in your brain?!”
As a 16-year-old I wasn’t particularly appreciative of the attention this got me.
I was the only female in the class of about 20. Everyone turned to me expressions startled and horrified. You know – like I had a disease?
Can we say “Yay?”
Note: I had girlfriends who took physics. They just had classes during a different time period.
To make matters worse – for me – he asked me to stay after class.
You can imagine what it was like to hear male feet shuffling by as they left. The sideways glances.
Oh just yay.
I tried pointing out I needed to get to my next class but he told me he’d write a note.
Joy.
The discussion led to more questions – his – than could be managed so he invited me to stay after school so he could learn more. I had a job so this wasn’t easy but he was persuasive it would be worth my while.
I liked Mr. Parys. He had a good sense of humor and related to students in a way that let them know he really cared about them, their dreams, goals, their success in life.
He spent time doing what he could to help students achieve their dreams.
Though I spent time answering his questions about life in the wake of an NDE with a metal clip in my head he is the one who gave the gift. Sharing his insight and access to materials meant I was able to conduct scientific research that helped me feel okay at a time when I didn’t…
I was still limping heavily after being paralyzed and my hair was still growing out after being shaved for emergency brain surgery. You could still see a pretty big scar on my skull. Not a fun thing for a self-conscious teenage girl.
The groundwork he helped lay has led to the release of this app and Handbook.
Work that will help the world the way he helped his students.
His legacy lives on.
Teachers are amazing people who are often under appreciated.
I’m ever so grateful this one crossed my path.
The world benefits because he was a part of it.
RIP Mr. Parys.
Elizabeth Maxim 