Life Creates Art Creates Life – 2

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Life Creates Art

I’ve written about life events that inspired the Metatron’s Army series.

A series I worked on for decades.

Art Creates Life

I mentioned how an opportunity to do EMF Sensitivity research in a different part of the Ring of Fire led to observing the first of a number of startling similarities to scenes from various books in the series.

The first was the most startling and primed me for what came after.  Specifically?  Finding an uncanny similarity between my location and the city near the Dynamic Academy that plays a central role in the story.

From Bishop Pair

Having just arrived at the Academy that morning she had yet to get a lay of the land.  As she understood it, the campus was surrounded by Touring, a large city that was a cross between Manhattan and Star Wars’ Cloud City.

What’s in a Name?

I named the city for Alan Turing, a brilliant man who accomplished incredible breakthroughs.

There are additional similarities I’ll be covering in future posts.

Life Creates Art Creates Life – 1

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Life Creates Art

The summer before my sophomore year in high school I began writing what would become Metatron’s Army.  It was a way for me to sort through images and impressions from an NDE experienced at the age of 10 after I fell off a diving board and suffered a subdural hematoma.

I died three times in three days.  The first was in the ER where I floated over my body and looked down on my dad talking to the doctor.  

Some years later when I could bring myself to talk about it I told my dad what I saw and heard.  With tears in his eyes he validated my memory.

The second was a short time later when they were performing emergency brain surgery.  

This is when I had the NDE.

The third was cardiac arrest on the third day.  

I do not remember that one.

Decades were spent on plot, world building, and character development.

It became a living movie inside of me.

Art Creates Life

I was fortunate to have an opportunity to do EMF Sensitivity research in a different part of the Ring of Fire.  

One morning while at breakfast I looked up to see a scene from one of the books in my MA series directly in front of me.

I was shocked.

Scene From Book 3 Positional Play

Like I was at the time, two main characters are sharing a meal.

They wound their way along paths twisting through the forest.  “How is it warm in here?”

“The temperature is regulated in the normal fashion.”

“You mean these trees are growing inside?”

“The retractable ceilings are made of clear material you would liken to reinforced glass.  It allows light in but keeps the elements out.”

“I thought I saw wildlife in some of the trees.”

“You did.”

“So, it’s like a giant zoo and we’re part of the exhibit?”

“Freedom is not determined by the presence or absence of walls, Princess.”

Coincidence?

It was the first of a series of images that mirror scenes in the series.

EMF Sensitivity – The Migraine

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Excited to continue EMF Sensitivity research in Asia.  This segment introduced an unexpected experience that isn’t the result of exposure to an Atmospheric EM Frequency so much as an atmospheric pressure change.

To provide context Atmospheric is one of the GATE frequencies I’m sensitive to:

  • Geologic
  • Atmospheric
  • Technologic
  • Esoteric

Specific to Atmospheric EM sensitivity

Starting when I was 13 I experienced horrific migraines beginning 48 hours prior to a thunderstorm.  The pain lasted until the thunderstorm passed, was excruciating and generally necessitated a trip to the ER where I was treated with a narcotic that did nothing to stop the pain but allowed me to sleep.  In general the thunderstorm was out of the area when I woke.  Needless to say this made spring and autumn in Michigan challenging.

Especially when I woke in the middle of the night with pain so severe I wound up in the ER which – because of the treatment – meant I had to wake someone else – usually my mom and/or stepdad to come and get me since I couldn’t drive on that medication.

Over forty years later I discovered a cure and until the night before last have not experienced a migraine since.  

The only time I got a headache was sinus and even that was rare.

And then…

I’m in a part of the world where humidity is intense with pressure changes in hours instead of days. 

Two nights ago I woke at 3am with a migraine the likes of which I hadn’t experienced in years.  The pain was as if someone was repeatedly stabbing a knife into my skull/brain.  I managed to find relief using the Silva headache relief script and while it was gone when I woke a few hours later I was out of sorts from lack of sleep.  

When my head started to pound the next afternoon I knew I needed sinus medication.

It was the intense humidity – like I’d dealt with – unsuccessfully – for years in the Midwest.

The woman at the front desk advised we go to the 7-11 where “regular” medicine was available.

Define Regular

There was nothing “regular” about the medicines including and especially the local answer to Sudafed. 

Tea?  No.  Herbs.

When we got to the room Aaron pulled the contents.  I was expecting capsules not herbs in a little white cheesecloth.

To be honest I was crestfallen.  I was in serious pain and was about to attend a social function.  I envisioned another pain-filled sleepless night ahead of me.

Aaron suggested I could get warm water at the restaurant where the event was being held to steep herbs with scents I immediately recognized.

I’ve used herbs for healing for decades.

When I held up the container and asked the waitress for warm water she explained.  “You do not steep, you sniff.”

She went on to say many people carried this remedy, that you could smell it when they walked by.

The herbs are pungent.

I was ambivalent but given her familiarity with the remedy and how common it was decided the least I could do was give it a go.

Familiar Scents.

The herbs were ones I’d used decades earlier when trying to address the humidity-caused migraines.

  • Fenugreek – good for headache
  • Eucalyptus – good for clearing the sinuses

I took fenugreek in capsules and did steam with eucalyptus oil added. It didn’t work too well.

I set the herbs next to the bed and, closing my eyes, breathed deep.  Within 20 minutes the pain was gone.

It took about four deep inhales spaced a few minutes apart.

What does it smell like?  Vicks inhaler.

All I know is it worked and I got desperately needed sleep.

I look forward to sharing more as I continue to my research.

Be well.

Manifesting 101: Two For One

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As I write in my Bio I’ve had the good fortune to work, live, and travel throughout the world, during which I was exposed to a variety of cultures and met wonderful people from all walks of life and while this had been a desire from early childhood, there came a point where I needed a break.  

My EMF Sensitivity research had us moving every two years.

In addition to numerous moves my research had us criss-crossing the country.

Multiple times.

The upside to all this travel was the ability to fulfill and another childhood wish – visit places I’d read about in schoolbooks.

Especially At Home Around the World, a geography textbook published by National Geographic.

Fascinated by how different environments translated to different housing, social norms and lifestyles I hoped to someday visit some of these locations, including those where the societies who lived there were lost to history.

I was particularly interested in visiting the Pueblos, including Chaco Canyon.

 Work and Tour

From autumn of 93 to summer of 94 I traveled extensively.

Flying out Sunday or Monday returning Friday or Saturday – for months.

I tried to schedule time to do a bit of exploring.

My favorites were New England and Washington DC as there are numerous tourist attractions close to the cities where I was working.

Tour and Work

By the time I figured out what was causing the mysterious and debilitating symptoms that started after I relocated to the San Francisco Bay Area, I was no longer in tech.

Ready for change I went back to school and earned a doctorate in holistic healthcare and later a bachelors in holistic childcare.

My initial EMF Sensitivity research had us driving all over the San Francisco Bay Area which is how I learned I could detect the ultra-low and very low EM Frequencies emitted by geologic fault lines in the hours and days before a quake.

As I write in Riding the Waves: Diagnosing, Treating, and Living with EMF Sensitivity, I was able to predict earthquakes up to 15 miles away knowing the day and time within minutes and knowing the strength within .10 on the richter scale.

I sensed faults USGS was not aware of until and unless there was a quake.

Before long we were driving coast to coast with a focus on the West/Southwest United States in search of EMF Sensitivity answers.

Because I didn’t discover the root cause let alone a cure until 2014 being so ill had us moving every two years.

A Childhood Dream Come True

We spent time in every location visiting historical sites and immersing ourselves in local culture.

Travel Burnout

By the time we relocated to the Pacific Northwest where I was eager for the opportunity to continue the journey of research and healing we were ready for a travel break.

Expanding the Travel Horizon

Eventually I was ready to travel again. I ’d seen much of the United States, Canada, and a bit of Latin America so decided to focus on working and traveling internationally.  

My lifestyle had changed dramatically and I wasn’t looking to relocate with a corporate job so I turned it over to the Universe.

Manifesting 101.

I’ve had excellent luck manifesting by writing my goals so I got out my trusty notebook and pen and went to work.

Books that teach manifesting techniques are listed in the Resource Section of my website.

Faith

Though I was eager to travel and work internationally, even imagined various scenarios, I couldn’t see how it’d be possible without going back to corporate.  

When it comes to international moves, corporate relocation packages are a whole other level of complexity.

I’d tried to relocate to Europe several times throughout my years in tech only to be told that while I qualified, the companies were required to consider candidates in the following order of priority

  • In country
  • On continent
  • Abroad

The desire to travel and work internationally never went away.

Even after I married and had a family we looked for the opportunity.

Let Go

A key part of manifesting is letting go of the outcome as it brings the goal to fruition that much quicker.

Easier said than done.

This has been one of the most challenging aspects for me.

If I take the energy to put pen to paper?  The desire is serious.

Write or Type?

I’ve had as much success typing goals into a Word document as writing them in a spiral bound notebook.

Life Intervenes.

A number of factors including Covid Lockdown rerouted my focus to more important matters and as months turned to years I forgot about the desire to travel and work internationally.

It helps I was able to take advantage of a holiday in Vancouver, British Columbia to test the status of my EMF Sensitivity.

I sensed an underwater volcano geologists were not aware of – according to their press release – until several weeks after I told Aaron during our time there that there was one where it was later confirmed.

I was still going through the process of healing.

I felt symptoms though they weren’t as severe as what I’d been living with in the SF Bay Area.

Wouldn’t It Be Cool?

I’ve written how there have been points in time where I said  Wouldn’t it Be Cool? only to find years later I’m living it.

Shortly after confirming I’m no longer sickened by EMFs even as I remain aware of them I considered it would be cool if I could see how I responded to EM Frequencies, including and especially geologic EM Frequencies in another part of the world.

It was a random fleeting Wouldn’t It Be Cool? thought.

Life Intervenes

As fate would have it I got the opportunity to travel to Asia and while this opportunity fell under the holiday umbrella I couldn’t help marveling at the fact another Wouldn’t It Be Cool? had manifested.

Two actually.

Not only would I be able to research the effects, if any, of EM Frequencies on my person, I fulfilled the goal to travel and work internationally.

I hope readers are inspired by my stories and pursue their dreams and goals.

Be well.

Hutch Cupboard Memories

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There came a time I felt we would benefit from having a hutch cupboard.  At the same time I wasn’t about to do to my family (kids especially) what was done to me.

Spending hours smelling Tarn-X while cleaning silver my parents got as a wedding gift decades before I was born.

The memory of the noxious fumes will follow me to my grave.

Hutch Reboot

As I glance at the much smaller version we found I considered the irony of further downsizing and how it would detract from the point of what the hutch represents.

Generational continuity.

As it happens I spent part of the day spring organizing.  I can’t call it spring cleaning because a big part of it is simply moving items from one area to another because…

Items will be easier to access when needed.

A lot of thought went into this.

We lose power a lot so putting candles in a particular location makes total sense.

Twiddling Thumbs

As often happens after you do a whirlwind change

Done in one fell swoop.

I found myself staring at the mini-hutch

Hey, if you don’t get one as large as your parents had you won’t be able to put as much “stuff” in it.

Um…

I was mentally arranging how I could further “organize” when it occurred to me if I continued along that path I would soon have a hutch empty of all but a few items.  Most of it would be empty.

Defeats the purpose.

My ancestors brought their life belongings across the ocean in a chest of cedar (so moths wouldn’t eat hand-made items).  Every piece down to the tiniest spoon had a place in our heart.

I knew every story as told from mother to daughter for generations…

If I followed through with the “clean and organized” message being pushed in today’s media I would lose every connection to my ancestors.

My Virgo ways have a limit because love matters more than some media writer’s version of what spring cleaning is about.

The Lesson?

Don’t throw the baby out with the bath water.

Something my grandmothers said enough I listened and took to heart.

Be well.

Humiliation Gives Way to Strength

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Working on a novel when a memory from my days in tech surfaced.  A peon I was in a coveted internal training class.

I desperately wanted to be taken seriously, wanted to have the tech company I was working for while taking college classes at night invest in me.

By Your Command

Battlestar Galactica reference.

For days our instructor wrote command codes on a white board after which we typed them in and watched the WizyWig results.

What You See Is What You Get.

My Friend Friday

As it happens on the last day of class – before lunch break – our instructor wrote out a rather lengthy command code.  Exhausted and on autopilot I typed it in, hit Enter.

Oh My

Everything went down.  My initial reaction was confusion.  Then – as if the hounds of hell were in the room laughing – the instructor said, “But don’t hit this command unless you need to do an emergency hard shutdown because it will take the whole system down.”

Cheeks aflame – I’m not exaggerating – I stared out the window thinking I just ended my career.

My boss would hear about it and I’d never be sent to training again and without training I couldn’t advance let alone get any credibility leading to a promotion.

Humiliation Personified

I will never forget 

  • The look of confusion on the instructor’s face when the system didn’t respond
  • The sound of my tablemate’s voice when he leaned close and said “I know what you did.”
  • The instructor from another classroom who came running in to ask “Did you lose -?”

Sink or Swim

I had a decision to make.  Own up to what I did or slink away with the rest of the group as we were told the class was abruptly and irreparably ended.

I could feel the eyes of the my tablemate boring a hole in the left side of my head.

Did I mention I was the only woman in the class and younger than everyone by about 15 years?  Oh, and my boss had to get a special waiver to get me into the class.

My heart thumping hard enough to leap out of my petrified chest I tentatively raised my hand after which I said, “I thought it was another one of your commands so I typed it then hit enter.”

I will never forget the look on her face – like Seriously?

As humiliating as that career moment was it added a bit of rebar in the building of being comfortable – when it comes to career and life mistakes – in my own skin.

I can be proud of the person I see in the mirror in the morning because I know that person tries their best.

And – regardless of mistakes – always has.

Be well

Note: When I told my tech mentor? He roared with laughter then shared moments of career humiliation so I wouldn’t feel quite so awful.

One Writer’s Path

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As I’m starting work on the first fiction project in over a year a few happy memories surfaced.

Writers Are Born

I’ve been telling stories since I could talk.  One of the fonder memories is a neighbor giving me a prayer book for my 1st Communion that had an inscription

To the little girl with a gift for gab.

Backstory

Larry (neighbor) would spend hours playing basketball with me, teaching me to toss it up since I was too young to throw overhand.

Marie (his sister who lived with them) spent hours while I painted her toenails telling me the virtues of reading and how it can enrich your life – discussing such classics as Welcome to the Monkey House.

She paid me for the pedicure.

Pat – a nurse – was at my bedside when I was coming out of the coma after a subdural hematoma.

Apparently, I snapped, “Don’t touch me your hands are cold!”

She later showed me their family room that had multiple bookshelves lined with books.

She invited me to come over and borrow any book any time and to talk about the book.

Ginsu Moment

There was another neighbor who picked up on my passion for reading.

When I was 6.

She invited me to her living room where several bookshelves lined with books awaited.

Thank You 

I took every one of them up on the offer and so have an incredible rich early exposure to reading.

Fiction and non.

Psst – Pass It On

One of the best pieces of advice I ever got was my mom passing on a nugget of wisdom her mom gave to her.  Start reading to your kids when they’re in your tummy.  Move on to children’s books but introduce the love of reading from day one.

As someone who spent close to a year volunteering helping kids learn to read …  I left one of my more challenging students with this response when he questioned why it was worth the effort

“Because once you know how to read you’ll never be lonely again.”

A Broken Dream Will Find a Way

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I was born a writer with music in my heart.

Won my first fiction award in 1st grade.

The Path of the Creative Soul

Ginsu Moment

In 4th grade we were given a piccolo, taught scales.  Not long after a woman came to ask if any of us were interested in playing an instrument.  

Was music in our soul?

Ah music.

As a kid I watched my dad play drums while marching in Detroit in a St. Patrick’s Day parade, held the trophy he earned for excellence in piano, listened to the album of him singing and dancing on the Dany Kaye show.

I wanted to play drums.

The beat of my heart.

We were too poor to afford even renting so he got a practice pad and two drumsticks – plopped it on the sofa back and began teaching me.  

Eventually we were able to rent a snare which came in a black plastic case that weighed as much as I did.  Given I lived a haul from school carrying this along with all my heavy textbooks – I wasn’t in a good space.

Nuns on Broomsticks

Need I say more?  Really?  Okay…

I asked the principal (nun on a broomstick) if I could keep my drum in the office so I didn’t have to haul it back and forth every day.  

Given the hyena response you’d think she was in the audience of an SNL live opening.

“Girls have no business playing drums.”

Tell that to Cindy Lauper.

I did NOT want to give up drums.  The beat was in my heart, my soul.

My younger brother tried carrying it for me but it was too much.

Thanks for trying.  Thanks for seeing the music in me as I see the music in you.

I begged my dad to drive it back and forth but his job didn’t allow for it and we only had one working vehicle.

Two months later he handed a small black case to me.

Music is Music

It was a rented b-flat clarinet.

“Dad, I don’t want to play clarinet.  I want to play drums.”

He put a finger to ribs behind which a heart was beating. “You want to play music.”

I played clarinet for 13 years including a wonderful stint in orchestra.

I also played piano and tenor sax.

The Dream Breaks to be Born?

Is this what creativity is about?  

Highlander and the R in It

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Happy New Year Peeps of the Earth!  Ready to share a bit of fun immersed in reality.

After 5 consecutive hours working on a fiction project I decided to do some music time.

For what it’s worth I tend to watch my favorite music on YouTube because due to the compression rate iTunes just doesn’t cut it.  Hoping they get their act together soon.

I was “listening to” Who Wants to Live Forever from Highlander.

Queen.

New Boss Same as the Old Boss

In 1992 I went to a Detroit Area Harmony House to get the soundtrack for the movie. I learned two very important details for my music lover life:

  • There is the orchestral soundtrack and there’s the QUEEN Soundtrack
  • Tariffs and other BS meant all Brit musicians (Queen, David Bowie, Rolling Stones) were no longer allowed to sell in the US

As I learned from a Harmony House manager who took pity on me and pulled a cassette from the back room – they’d been instructed to put all material from British musicians in some closet or other and were forbidden to sell to customers.

He puled a cassette of Queen’s It’s a Kind of Magic – likely because he saw I was on the verge of tears – and sold it to me.

What’s that saying about business? It’s about the people?

In watching the video something caught my eye.

To Give Context

I grew up a 30-minute drive from Canada. I grew up listening to French Canadian radio, watching French Canadian TV.  When it came time to choose a language to study in high school – French made more sense for me than Spanish.

The Easy Way isn’t ALWAYS the Easy Way

Most of my classmates took Spanish. When I asked them why – given we lived closer to French Canada than Mexico they told me- consistently – “Because it’s easy.”

Thanks to a benefactor I had the good fortune to do a working trip to Europe with a group of some 63 souls all of whom – with the exception of me – took Spanish in high school.

I also took Latin – won Magna Cum Laude in the National exam.

As It Happened

We were in Paris and something about the food tasted off to me.

I’d had a recent run-in with food poisoning thanks to a trip with my divorced dad to Tijuana Mexico.

Facing ridicule I nonetheless went to a Burger King for dinner.

Long story short I translated for the Parisian doctor called in to treat over 50 people for severe food poisoning.

One of whom had to be flown to New York to be admitted to a hospital.

Ginsu Knife

But wait!  There’s More!

When we were in the French Swiss Alps?  Everyone starving?  None of the people making sandwiches spoke English and I was the only one who spoke French.

Bad as my American accent was.

“What is JAM bon?”

“JambOn ? Ham.”

I translated for over 50 people so they could get lunch.

Translation

As it happens I was fortunate to have a French II teacher who was born and raised in Paris.  One of the skills she tried to translate was the role of the roll – pun intended – of the tongue in producing the R sound in French.

I got it though I’m more “hear it – translate it” type of language student.

Back to Front.

Pun intended.

I am a passionate Highlander fan.  So much so I read about Christopher Lambert – a Frenchman – having to learn to speak English for the role.  Just now?  Watching this video?  When he calls out “Heather!” ???

You can see the back of his tongue hitting the roof of his mouth for the R sound – normal to his native language – even as he’s calling out in English.

Classic.  

Like him and the movie.

I hope 2026 brings joy laughter love and much more to my readers.

Elizabeth

Career – Making Your Way

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Listening to Woman by John Lennon and thinking of one of those transformational moments in life.

Career life.

A total neophyte I was part of a district that supported Automotive OEMs and their supply chains. 

After years of experience and education I became an international supply chain expert.

 Regarding the OEM I was part of what became known as the GM C4 program.

This was back in the day of beepers.

As part of the effort to prove my mettle I was handed my very first beeper on a Friday afternoon and told there was a good chance it would go off in the middle of the night after which

I had to call the number

I probably had to follow instructions lest millions of dollars per hour would be lost – by our customer.

Oh – and if I had to go on-site?  Bad part of town.

Leroy Brown anyone?

The irony – unlike my colleagues who tended to be 15 – 25 years older – I’d spent a good deal of my childhood in the “bad part of town.”

Wasn’t so bad “back then.”  Those days came after Colman Young chased everyone – including the job providing corporations – to the suburbs – which happened when I was 4 – 6 years old. A witness.

My Heart – Detroit

Unlike my colleagues I wasn’t afraid to go to Detroit.  Still – stupid to send me there at 2 – 3 in the morning to walk by myself to the parking lot GM reserved for “Vendors.”

Surprised they didn’t put us in the dumpster.

It was a 2 – 3 block walk in the dark.

In the “bad” part of town.

There’s a WRIF Drew and Mike go round about this that is insightful – about needing tennis shoes so you could run from your car to your office in a manner that gave you a chance to outrun the muggers.

Sure Enough

As the moon was dark.

My beeper went off at 2am.

I was 22.

I rolled from bed, called the number, confirmed the system was down.

They would lose – as I understood it – $100 million an hour for every hour they were down.

This is global supply chain.

I promised I would be on-site as soon as I got dressed – they knew I’d been asleep – confirmed with my colleague who would meet me at “the parking lot.”

Asphalt patch of space 2 – 3 blocks from GM HQ downtown Detroit.

It was raining.

Typical Michigan March.

The colleague who was to meet me beeped so I called – agreed to the location.  He was adamant I understood the exact location which meant at 2:35 am I had to explain why I knew downtown Detroit better than any of my older suburbian coworkers.

Including him – who lived in Milford and had just cleared a bunch of trees from his newly purchased lot to build his McMansion.

Made It

Though I brought my own umbrella – it was pouring – he showed up on the asphalt with an umbrella – escorted me to the GM building.

The Elevator

We shut our umbrellas – checked in with the guard who seemed antsy – about me.  When we got on the elevator my coworker instructed me to look up at the corner.  Apparently there was a camera.  He said, “It’s so if someone on the elevator assaults you…”

Oh just yay.

The Lab

He walks me to a chair – I’m … a mental confusion mess – asks if he can bring me coffee.

Coffee?  I don’t drink coffee.

Not until after I became a sleep deprived parent decades later.

I only started to feel human once I recognized the “stuff” on the VJ290.

That’s a computer monitor from the past for those of you just joining us.  Before WYZYWYG.

I don’t think the decision makers in terms of my career thought I had what it took before that night and they’ve moved on but I can be proud because I did good.