Wednesday, May 16, 2018

From The Archives: Vulcan Purple Microdot Muskrat Love

[First Posted: February 5, 2011]

As a psychotherapist, I have developed what could be called increased, perhaps "extra-sensitive" skills of self-introspection from my own many years of personal therapy, clarified and strengthened by working with others to therapeutically help them discover, develop, and use the same kind of skills. I have been further blessed by such abilities because they have motivated and enabled me to deeply observe the strange and wonderful intimate processes that are part of my mediumship abilities. I've often felt alone in this aspect when it comes to other spirit mediums, comparatively speaking. In the several hundred books on mediums and mediumship subjects in my personal library, and over the course of many years of research, the almost total lack of anyone asking mediums how they felt, what they were experiencing from an internal perspective, or for their own opinions, has become so obvious and glaring that I sometimes wonder if there wasn't some kind of unspoken or even unconscious agenda to avoid or even purposely suppress such important information. If the mediums have been the authors of the books, even they fail to even begin to look beneath the surface of their own psychological processes — and if they have, never indicate it, other than maybe thoughts about certain spiritual processes or religious references. This kind of omission was briefly mentioned in my recent paper, The Disparity of a “Standards of Care” for Spirit Mediumship as a Permissible Behavioral Health Care Profession, as part of an exploration into the kinds of personal ethics mediums may or may not have regarding the practice of their skills. Regarding Carl A. Wickland's use of his wife's mediumship abilities to assist individuals possibly overwhelmed by spirit possession, I note:
There are no clear indications in his book (Thirty Years Among The Dead) regarding his wife’s mediumistic approaches in terms of her standards of care or ethics. This is not surprising, as historically mediums have been seen more as objective ways and means and less as persons within their own right, and so their own personal and psychological processes have often been overlooked.
It is this phenomenon of objectifying mediums as a ways and means to an end "in the name of science" while ignoring the humanity of the actual medium that raises questions in my mind, as well as feelings of sadness mixed with anger — combining into a frustration which speaks to the inhuman practice of transgressing the personal boundaries of another human being, as if the person were not a person, but a machine or gadget to plug in and then watch. Indeed, I wonder at the use of the word "instrument" many mediums apply to themselves when speaking of their work. I am sure that many mediums would resonate with my feelings when I'm approached by others to "do" readings for them, as if it's some kind of automatic process I can switch on and off, with no regard for me as a person. ("Just let me put my medium's beanie on, first!") Of course, I'm referring to the ego-mind's selfish demands for instant gratification. Never mind that the medium might have some feelings about it. A few modern mediums have sometimes reported how intense mediumship experiences affect them, and a certain part of the western cultures that support mediumship have developed their own set of ethics that have evolved safeguards against behaviours at seances that might interfere with ectoplasmic manifestations and endanger the medium's health and even life. We refer to this in The Risen:
These “side effects” have been observed by many medium investigators, including C. W. Leadbeater, a well-known figure and prolific writer of the Theosophical Movement. He noted in his research that the “feeling of lassitude and of having the life dragged out of them is naturally terribly common among mediums.” He also likened it to “a condition closely resembling the shock which follows a surgical operation.”  (p. 170)
It is from all this slight rant and rambling that I've often wondered, and still do, why few people ask me "what's it like?"  Most likely because they aren't really all that concerned. (And so few read this blog, anyway.) But of course, now hoisted by my own petard, I have to confess that I'm not sure how to put it into words if I were asked. I've no doubt that the few attempts made in our book do no more justice to the experience than someone trying to document an LSD trip. In our book, I even once referred to Tim's communications to me as "sounding like a Vulcan on acid."

I see now all this blather does have a purpose, as I do want to try and share something that recently happened from which a few others might find some kind of understanding arise — or at least to try to reveal some of the wonder of it all. While sitting in session with a patient last evening, who had my attention firmly fastened on some very intense issues of past trauma and present relationship dramas, I was suddenly aware that Tim was standing to the right of me. While there would have been no room for a physical person to be there, he had no problem occupying the same space as a plant stand and a floor lamp. I felt something "shift" in my own space so that I was with him in his own space while he was in mine, and this juxtaposition seemed to bridge any gaps in our dimension so that we were creating a new one, just for the two of us. Somehow, I could now see, hear, touch, feel, and even move in this new dimension with Tim, while I also continued to sit facing my patient, with whom I also continued to see, hear, emotionally feel and interact. All this happened in less than the time it took for an eye to blink or even its pupil to dilate.

Tim was just standing there, next to me, with me, and said, "Hi, you."  And I said back, "Hi, you." And within those four words exchanged, such depths of love, comfort, peace, joy and ecstasy suddenly flared that I thought I would faint (all the while interacting with my patient) while my physical body reacted by crying two huge tears that ran down each cheek. Fortunately, because it was evening and the room was in its usual dimly lit state, my patient couldn't see that I was crying from across the room — but saw or felt something, and suddenly stopped and asked, "Did it just get lighter in here? I'm seeing light on your face, where's it coming from?" and all I could say was, "I don't know ... that's strange." And then just as suddenly my patient seemed to forget what was just said, and sat back and continued talking on as if nothing had happened — a clear demonstration of psychospiritual amnesia if ever I've seen one.

Tim was still there, and acted as if only he and I were the only ones in time and space, and the only other intelligible thing I can share is that for some indeterminable amount of time, we basked in the sheer joy of being so closely joined by one another's presence — a closeness that cannot be experienced by two people in material human bodies on earth. Then we would "dim" as a light would dim, but then flare up again, over and over, as if we were dialing our feelings up and down for the sheer orgasmic spirit of it all. Finally I had to reach for the box of tissues and pretend  to blow my nose, because the tears were flowing down my face with total abandon. And then Tim dimmed, and dimmed some more, and I was left with the unmistakable afterglow of just having made love.

Maybe that's why mediums don't say  much about what's really going on. Never mind.

Nature is My Medicine

[First Posted May 2010]

How strange that Nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude!
~Emily Dickinson
I only went out for a walk and finally concluded
to stay out till sundown for going out, I found, was really going in.
~John Muir

I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station,
Through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune in.
~ George Washington Carver

Early last evening as the sun was setting, while snuggled on the couch with the little monsters and talking with a friend on the phone, I could see out a window overlooking the forest that runs along the Hudson river to the west. The night sky was quite clear with only a few clouds, and some stars were just visible. But what really caught my attention was the very large, very bright twinkling light just above the trees, which I thought at first might have been a hovering helicopter's spotlight. But it continued to stay still for way too long, and when I saw the much tinier light of a plane go by it, I had to mention to my friend on the phone that I was seeing something very strange. I'm in Manhattan, and although my friend lives in Queens across the East River, he could also see the very large light in the sky. We both saw it as a brilliant golden white, which was flickering so much that it appeared to be moving, but actually wasn't. Some of the shafts of light streaming from it were of the most beautiful bluebird blue and emerald green.

Were the Three Magi heading towards it on the Staten Island Ferry? Hopefully not, if they got the same idea and googled it on their iphones to discover it can only be the other divinity —Venus — sometimes called the Morning Star, but at this time of the year, it's known as the Evening Star. It will appear as a brilliant yellow star in the evening sky, right after sunset, until late September 2010. Located 20° above the western horizon one hour after sundown, it will remain on view until after 10 P.M. local daylight time. This gift of Nature was the most perfect ending to any day I could ever imagine.

But the gifts of Nature don't just come out at night. This morning, although I slept fairly well, I had a difficult time getting up. Tim mentioned that the electromagnetic fields of the Earth are very active right now, switching polarities, and moving around, which affects how people and animals feel and think. I could see it was a glorious day and had a few hours before I had to begin work, so forced myself to go for a run in the woods; it wasn't easy. I was glad to finally rest on a bench at the top of a slight hill overlooking some fields and the river. The sun shining on the grass made it a brilliant green, and there were lots of birds and bugs hopping around in it. I noticed what looked like a very tiny, brilliant yellow bird in the grass about 25 feet away, and I could see its little head bobbing up and down — but unlike the other birds which were very busy swooping and landing and taking off, it stayed in the same spot, not moving around, which I though odd; I feared it might be hurt. Or maybe it wasn't a bird. After five very long minutes, I carefully made my way closer, and could see that it was indeed a little yellow bird - a finch - and that it was carefully but joyfully sipping water from the dew still wet on the blades of grass. It continued to drink, and I marveled that such a little thing could be so thirsty and drink so much water.

I then noticed just how wet the field was, which was waving slightly in the breezes, and the drops of dew were lit up and twinkling, very much like miniature Venuses in a sea of grass and flowers. The whole expanse seemed alive, and the dew drops grew larger, somehow, and I fell into an altered state of consciousness that had no sense of time, only of the glowing points of light glittering all around me, and of the sounds of birds singing in ecstasy in the background. When I finally headed back to my home, I felt I had been transported to a new level of life, energized and at peace. Nature is my medicine, as Sarah Moss-Wolfe once said.

As it also says in The Risen — and which directly reflects my experience of just being quiet and still, waiting, and achieving a transformation —

Modern humankind has largely forgotten that we are an integral and inseparable part of Nature—that we are Nature. People listen more to the simulate self’s artificial instructions instead of the indwelling natural ones that arise from the awareness of being an inseparable component of Nature. Animals, birds, trees, flowers, and butterflies do not have an interfering ego-mind. “Survival of the fittest” does not mean that certain beings have to destroy others in order to live, although that is how the ego-mind justifies its own beliefs. It means that all components of Nature are in a continual process of experiencing how all living things fit together. The Energy of Nature, which is also our energy, does not play any mind games in order to survive, for Nature simply is—and we simply are, too.

The ego-mind’s misdirecting chatter can be softened by quietly resting within Nature—walking in a meadow or gazing up through the trees at the stars. In joining Nature, we join as Authentic Self. Allowing the inner-dwelling Authentic Self to quietly emerge and observe and take in the surroundings of Nature will calm and soothe the ego-mind, which especially malfunctions when it perceives threats coming from other ego-minds. If we sit quietly and long enough in some setting of Nature, the ego-mind will be unable to continually perceive a threat. It will then subside in its negative ways, at least temporarily, and be still for a while.

The more we allow such quiet sitting, the more familiar we’ll become with the feeling of the ego-mind receding. Spend this time quietly observing a tree, for instance. The ego-mind will not be able to get a tree to play mind games with it. Our Self-As-Nature—Authentic Self—can then emerge, and from there we’ll begin to re-identify with the rest of Nature around us. Feelings of alienation, loneliness, and abandonment will begin to become lighter.

Tuesday, May 08, 2018

Blogtalk Interview

Wednesday April 9, I return to Blogtalk Radio for more scintillating conversation with Robert Sharpe! We will be discussing the new book, The Risen: A Companion to Grief.

Tuesday, May 01, 2018

If I Only Had a Brain.

A psychotherapist and colleague, K. asks,
"Have you ever read anything about how spirits "work" over there with no brain? I have thought that maybe that's why when they have messages they are usually  just about memory things that happened in their lives here because they don't have
brains to think with?"

What an interesting question, and here is our answer:

Walt Whitman was right when he said “I am not contain'd between my hat and my boots.” Once Risen, we shall discover that our modes of consciousness and powers of action are not entirely restricted to our new physical body -- for a kind of physical body it will be -- at least for some undetermined time after arising on The Other Side. Biologist Rupert Sheldrake, whom you will find mentioned in our first book, has developed the concept of "morphic resonance" which is a theory of fields that lie outside the physical body and brain, and demonstrates in his work that thus there is no "inside" or "outside" to the human brain. And that the brain is not where thinking takes place, but rather acts as a tuning instrument that tunes into the vibrations of the morphic fields.
Once we are no longer living on the Earth plane, we will still have bodies much like we had on the Earth, including internal "organs" that are spiritual complements of the earthly ones, including a brain. From what I've been shown by those in such bodies, and with my limited capacity to verbalize what I've seen, if one were to examine the "internal organs" of someone Risen in Spirit, one would see "articulations of light" rather than the dense fleshy material we'd see in an earthly brain. The "lungs", "heart" and even brain would have higher functions, so while the lungs would not take in air as we do; they would take in light -- which is what air really is to begin with -- but not through breathing. 
In my experience, those who somehow manage to get through seem to have a lot of trouble sometimes locating old earthly memories. Such "memory lapses and losses" that we are often confronted with when asking a Risen Person to demonstrate some past issue or experience is also explored in both our books. Because they eventually, and often quickly, no longer identify with the human life they've risen above and left behind, the lack of vibratory resonance with those fields of earthly memory become obvious, because such identities are no longer necessary or even wanted. It requires a special skill to learn how to locate and re-activate such fields, but seldom have the time or energy it would require to accomplish this during a seance. This includes their being able to access the morphic field of our earthly brain to search and locate events of resonance, which we would label as some kind of telepathy or mind-reading. But really, we just want to know that they're alive, well and happy, which is what they want us to know also, and for me personally, is enough for the very brief moments they can come through and stay. The things of our shared earthly past are really just so much flotsam and jetsam, which we might as well allow to flow on while we all expand and move forward.

Wednesday, April 25, 2018

Interview: "Signs of Life" Radio

August Goforth returned as the guest of Forever Family Foundation's "Signs of Life" Radio Show, Thursday, April 26, 8-9pm.

Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Spiritual Ether & A Seance Invocation

Below are the opening and closing prayers we use for our circle, Inwood Experimental Portal Group.  

Regarding the idea and use of "spiritual ether", we are taking our cue directly from the wonderful book, The Mediumship of Arnold Clare, by Harry Edwards, (1942) which goes into great detail about such things as ether, ectoplasm, the astral, etc. as presented by Spirit Participators at various sittings. Here is what the Spirit, "Peter" says about ether and which inspired the Invocation below, as transmitted to August during one of the circle's past sittings. (pdf of the book accessed here) - there are some extraordinary photos of ectoplasm levitation of furniture and trumpets at the end of the book.

Other writings you may find of interest are available at The Risen Books website.

“When you breathe in always through the nostrils, you are not only inhaling the air but also the ether stream - the free ether. Now that ether is characterless, it has no character of itself; but as it passes through the sieve, as it were - the 'sieve' I said - it receives its character impressed upon it by the mentality of the breather. This is important. As the nostrils are the filters for the atmosphere necessary for the wellbeing of the body, so are they the filters for the ether rejecting all things that are inimical to the individual, whilst passing on those things that are good. But it works both ways, for it rejects also those things which cannot be appreciated by the individual - that is, things spiritual.
 “Therefore in this practice with inhalation and exhalation the mind should be gently focused upon the ‘all-greatness’ of the spirit. It has the effect of creating those conditions which, individually, we have to create ourselves. “The way of achievement by this method, intelligently applied, ensures permanency and good health, which, you will notice, many mediums lack.” Peter was asked to give further information as to what is received and what is rejected as the ether stream is inhaled. Peter:
 “The best way to answer is this. The ether stream which is taken into the system through breathing is characterless in itself. When it has been breathed in through the normal act of inhalation, it is impressed by the thought and character of the individual. That is understood. Therefore by rendering that etheric content more potent, more vital, through control of thought in breathing, you can transform that stream of ether into a veritable dynamic force. We have already spoken of the etheric body and the soul body - they both depend upon the ether inhaled with ordinary breathing for their vitality and sustenance. The more it is impressed with noble thoughts consciously directed, the more will the sub-conscious mind be brought into line with things spiritual. Therefore instead of having a part of your ‘household’, as it were, against you, you make of the soul a strong ally - the three of you (physical, spiritual and soul bodies) working all together, as a whole. For it must be remembered that the soul is the repository of all the experiences to do with the natural world and that world only. Therefore its desires are primitive; it is selfish. It is controlled by two strict laws, that of attraction and that of repulsion - which is oft-times the progenitor of hatred. That is one part.
 “By breathing rhythmically, the physical body profits from the air you breathe because it is taken in steadily; and therefore the heart motion is more regular with the steady supply of oxygen. The ether which is inhaled with it does not go into the lungs. It is retained by a sieve. The sieve is contained at the root of the nose, and it is from there it is dispersed. There it receives the impression of the thought intention - so far as psychic work is concerned. That is most important. Not only is it important in the way of physical health, but it also gives a greater etheric vitality. I think this answers the other part of the question.
 “When you breathe, it is to breathe with intention and to say, ‘with each breath I breathe the spirit of life’, ‘Each breath makes me free’, ‘Each breath makes me stronger spiritually and physically’. It is not altogether what you would term auto-suggestion, although it is true there is an element of that; but the idea is to impress the breath with your character, your idea of the moment. You can use it for weal or woe.” 


We gather here now to join together for the purpose of development, to learn and communicate together in happy harmony and peace, and to help build spiritual portals between worlds.

We ask our Guides & Guardians in Spirit to watch over this place, protect this space with the highest of energies around us.

We invite and welcome all those who are interested in our highest good and that of the Universe, including Spirits of Nature and of Animal Beings. We ask that you make your presence and identity known in any way possible.

We breathe in the spirit ether of the innermost energies of the fiery core of this planet, Earth.
We breathe in the spirit ether of the geological pressures of the mineral kingdoms beneath the surface of the Earth
We breathe in the spirit ether of the ebb and flow of the crash and thunder of the ocean’s waves.
We breathe in the spirit ether of the ever enfolding light of the sun, the moon and the stars of the celestial.
We breathe in the spirit ether of the living energies of all plant life, germinating in the seed, sprouting from the soil, blossoming with leaves, flowers and fruit into the light of the sun, moon and stars.
We breathe in the spirit ether of the ever moving caress of the smallest breezes, the gathering thunder and lightning of the greatest of storms, and the billowing locomotion of the greatest winds of the North, South, East and West.
We breathe in the spirit ether of all vigorous and vibrant animal life in which we are immersed.
We  breathe in the spirit ether of all the seen and unseen energies that our loving friends in Spirit bring to us, now and in this coming hour.

We leave all our concerns and worries outside this room for now, knowing we sit in the warm and safe embrace of Spirit Love, as we ask you to help us raise our vibration in order to link with yours.

We thank you, friends in Spirit for your love, guidance and support, amen.


We close this circle and all portals now with joy, love and gratitude to our friends in Spirit, and ask that you continue to watch over and guide us as we leave to go about our worldly lives.

We thank you, friends in Spirit for your love, guidance and support, amen.

Thursday, April 05, 2018

Beasty Love

A very brilliant and marvelous thing happens whenever we make that deeply true and intensive connection of love, interest and affection with those beings we know on our planet as animal creatures. Somewhere within the development of the affection, there are opportunities for kindling and then a sparking of the most eternal flame that courses through every single thing as Life. This spark is the attaching and nourishing force of love between human and animal. If acknowledged and received consciously, this little flame of love cannot help but to burn forever. Then, if both should, in their own innate way, so consciously choose, they will be able to bask in one another’s presence for eternity, for such a moments of eternity is eternity. Because a human being is the Eternal Source incarnate, such a Godly Being can consciously choose, in a single creative thought, to create a dwelling space to grow and evolve together forever — and merely upon invitation. This is, in certain ways, a very rare thing. Yet when such a moment occurs, do not doubt for one moment that this goes unnoticed by the innumerable beings in Spirit, who understand the energy of glory and the awe of wonder, and rejoice in such a newly created configuration of love.

In simpler words, we can extend an invitation to any animal to join with us in love and affection and activities, not just now on the earth, but moving forward into the next geography of the dwelling of Eternal Spirit. This can be done whether either of us is domestic or wild in the forests and fields. It does not matter if this animal being is one of fur or feather. It does not even matter if this being of fur or feather appears to be animated by life as we know it or think we know it. Even if, for example, you come upon what appears to be its lifeless body, large or small, you merely have to extend an invitation to it that you are offering it the opportunity to meet you in the immeasurable beauty of the spiritual dwelling in which you will take up habitation, upon leaving this particular geography and moving into the next one of The Eternal Summerland of Spirit.

Thursday, March 22, 2018

Activation Stones: continued observations

August's Bloodstone, Culet upwards
(See diagram below for "culet")
[updated 3/21/18. New information at the bottom in bold.

I continue in my fascination with the large activation "bloodstone" I received during a physical séance when recently in Sardegna (see Sardinia Séance: Materialized Phenomena for August). As I gather more information about my stones, and hopefully from others, I'll continue to report about it here. I must say that I wonder if any such exploration will reveal anything useful, as my lifetime experiences with the Ways of Spirit tend to reveal more mystery and less conclusions. But, as Tim and I say in one of our books, not all mysteries were meant to be solve, but simply enjoyed.

I'm now bringing my activation stone to our weekly sittings for physical mediumship. Also called a "blood stone" by Hans B, an alchemist of the FEG circle, who delivered it via a blinding discharge of white light, which I can only describe as a "mini-super nova" during a sitting in Sardegna.

Noveh's Activation Stone
culet upwards
Another circle member, Noveh, who also received a clear activation stone brought through via an ectoplasmic mass on the entranced medium's face, also brings her stone to the circle, where we place them just outside the energy dome. The dome now contains several Herkimer Diamond crystals (found only in Herkimer County, NY) as well as a rare specimen of "Dravite-Uvite Tourmaline in Inwood Marble" -- found only in the particular neighborhood where I live and where the dome resides (at the very tip-top of Manhattan Island from the primitive timber forest there.)

Closeup: Dravite-Uvite w/tourmalines
Energy Dome w/Crystals
Diagram 1
While it appears that Noveh's clear stone remains the same in terms of color, regardless of light source, the blood-stone changes quite dramatically. Brief research on gemstone and glass spectrum analysis suggests that certain gems do change color in different light spectrums, as do certain kinds of glass. One friend who had an activation stone examined by a qualified gemologist reports it was assessed as cut glass ... but what kind of glass? At the seance where the blood
stone was received, the Alchemist remarked that the stones are not apports, but "activation" or more succinctly, "creation" stones, so-called because Spirit Chemists actually create them ... just how, it was not revealed. My intuition is that the process and substances involved cannot be translated into earthly terms, at least not yet, it is hoped.

Photo 1 Bloodstone, "table" facet upward,
and changed to a bright red-magenta color.
Photo 2 Bloodstone

Note photos (1 & 2) of the bloodstone taken next to the dome under incandescent light. Referring to Diagram 1 above, this tone has a Crown of 40 facets and a Pavilion of 24 facets, so with the Table (top facet) there is a total or 64 facets. There is a Girdle dividing crown and pavilion, (not visible here) which a gem-knowledgeable friend of mine thought interesting, as the Girdle is a functional aspect meant to facilitate setting the stone into a ring, pendant, and so on.

Photo 3 - bloodstone, facing away
from natural light source

Photo 4 - bloodstone, facing toward
natural light source.

Photo 5
Note photos (3 & 4) of the bloodstone taken in natural light, facing and turned away from the light source. I've no idea why there should be such a dramatic change in color, other than that the substance of which it's made contains elements that transmit, reflect and refract light in particular ways. Photo 5 helps give a sense of the bloodstone's dimensions.
Photo 6 - mysterious "spots"
Photo 6 is an attempt to show a close up of "anomalies" -- clear-looking patches which at first appear to reveal that the coloring of the stone is just a glaze on top of a clear stone. But when I viewed them through a special geologist's lens, they aren't clear at all - if they were, one would be able to see through them to the other side, and so they would appear orange like the rest of the stone. Instead, these spots appear to be some kind of extremely-thinly coated substance on top of the stone. Astoundingly -- to me, anyway -- they resemble very much the way the surface of a spirit-precipitated piece of art looks under the same geologist lens! (See "Where Is Moose & Squirrel" for pictures and the fascinating story about this work of spirit precipitation.) The photo here does not reveal the kind of detail I'd like to show, but they remind me also of electroplated surfaces, appearing silvery but not reflective, with fairly uneven edges, and very slight chromatic changes when angled differently. This makes me wonder if the creation process, which obviously involved some kind of light as it emerged into the terrestrial dimension of the séance room, was using the light for the "electroplating"?

In terms of how these objects are affecting the sitters, both of us are experiencing extremely increased active states of dreaming, as well as increased and new physical sensations during sittings, which have always been part of the sitting, but now seem to be shifting in still different ways.

More will be blogged as more is revealed!


This information comes from various sources, including the medium who helped deliver my stones.

Different Activation Stones have their subtexts and purposes. Activation stones basically activate one’s connection and involvement with one’s spiritual path towards higher concepts of life and existence. As created physical equivalents, they systemically strengthen while symbolizing the spiritual ideal behind the  higher seeking. Through their appearance a circle of Activation is coming into being.

In terms of different Activation Stones, there have been green and brown ones (earthstones) for grounding; yellow ones (sunstones) for enlightenment; very large “Center Stones” intended for Organizers: all with specific correlated programing.

Blood stones connect the one and one’s actions and environment with an etherical and informational (spiritual) power source, in the way that blood of the human body connects its organs to unite them into whole one body. These particular stones enable a constant flow of fine matter information from naturally connected sources and enhance one’s system in just this way. Bloodstones are given to healers, therapists, experimenters and members of experimental circles. They are the only stones that bind its receiver into a permanent flow of informational energy like no other Activation Stone.