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APRIL 1999
CATFISH AND PANTYHOSE
A true story by Rachel,
edited by Alan Mitchell
It was spring. Everywhere one looked lawns were turning green and the flowers and trees were budding. Unfortunately, spring is always accompanied by an epidemic which somehow causes most people between ages of three and ninety three to abdicate all interaction with life on planet earth.
This emotional virulence allows the mind to remain lucid just long enough for children to invent outlandish excuses to stay home from school or for families we're trying like all hell to remember to show up for dinner and a bath, because they forgot to pay their utility bills. We certainly can't overlook husbands getting lost on the way to and from work and grandparents who ordinarily compete with each other to babysit seem to be within another dimension on a different planet.
I was a near basket case coping with all of these symptoms from my son then six and a surrogate niece then 23. One would partially recover with moods vacillating between ennui and and anarchism, only to be re-infected by the other. This stuff is more contagious and affects more people than a pantyhose price war. Their state of lunacy must have been blissful. But single parents don't have the time and can't afford the luxury of developing a mental illness.
With advanced technology being a part of our daily lives, it's amazing to learn that the magical cure for this annual, anomalous malady commonly known as spring fever, is a trip to the old fishing hole. It was almost as if I were watching wilted flowers come to life the moment I ordered both of them to GO FISHING!
Only a few minutes ago it would have taken them an hour to realize their head itched and another hour for getting around to scratching it. Now they could be doing a Wheaties commercial the way they scurried about getting ready to go. They only made it a few feet out the back door before Carrie returned demanding a pair of pantyhose. I told her no, that I was wearing the only pair I owned. She then began throwing a tantrum shouting that she couldn't possibly go fishing without pantyhose. It just wasn't done! My mind just couldn't keep up with the rapid changes this magical spring fever cure was bringing about. Carrie, whose best dress up attire is pigtails and overalls suddenly wanted to make a fashion statement. I couldn't understand why I had to part company with my underwear to make it all happen. At the same time, I was so afraid they might have a relapse that I hid behind the door, removed my pantyhose and gave them to her. --too confused to realize that I was only being M&I'd, or manipulated and intimated.
They returned home at dusk with enough catfish for the entire neighborhood. What I really noticed was Carrie's bare, muddy feet. When I asked why she wasn't wearing my pantyhose she just answered "Oh, I never wanted to wear them. I have a secret way of using them to catch catfish.
CARRIE CATCHES CATFISH WITH PANTYHOSE!!
How did she do this? No one knew and she wouldn't tell. She was bribed with expensive fishing tackle, a write up in a sports magazine, a few even tried money, but she still wouldn't tell. This happened years ago. Now she admits she was afraid to share her coup de gran because the technique was so simple she was afraid she would have to give all of those bribes back.
Catfish are infamous for nibbling and stealing away all of our expensive gourmet bait until there's nothing left to attract anything. All Carrie did was cut the stockings into small pieces and tie them around the bait. Then, even the wiliest catfish will keep trying and trying to nibble the bait until it has no choice but to gulp the entire thing.
This is a true story. After two decades the secret is finally out. Carrie's nagging conscience is clear, and the situation provided me with the material to write this nonsense. Aside from this, most of us have to admit the scenario more or less describes our lives. This of course takes us into our personal success enhancement program. Before we start, let me share now that it isn't necessary to be interested in fishing to make this work for you. As a matter of fact, this technology seems to get a faster start with those of you who aren't.
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OUR PERSONAL SUCCESS ENHANCEMENT PROGRAM FOR APRIL
Last month, in our personal successes enhancement program we learned to create our own personal B.O.P. (ball of power) by removing the energy from our fears. We also learned how to reprogram and use this energy for what we really need and want. During our first three weekly classes in March, all of our students shared some super great results with harnessing and reprogramming energy. It was during our final class of last month that several students were feeling futile and frustrated. --as if an allegorical catfish had stolen and swam away with their gourmet bait.
The problem is they had been using their B.O.P as bait to entice what they wanted. Fishing of any kind may be fun, but it's still just another a form of gambling. Sometimes we catch nothing and sometimes we're on a roll and reel in a big haul. Yet, no matter how large it is, we're never in charge of what we catch. We just have to take what we get. If we aren't careful, this can become a pattern in all areas of our lives. And, once again, we'll find ourselves being manipulated and intimidated. We can break this pattern now by remembering not to use our B.O.P. to hook what we want. It's these psychic hooks that caused most of our problems in the first place. We'll find that every time we go on an allegorical fishing expedition and expose our power in this way; we're gambling away the very things we just can't afford to lose..-- someone else gets that promotion, makes that super sale, or maybe runs away with what we thought was the divine love of our lives.
Let's begin April by going back to the drawing board and writing down in the order of importance just what we want for the the next thirty days.. After this, we take an honest look at the past month and the emotions surrounding all the things we neither liked nor wanted to have happen. It's important that we allow these feelings to come forth full blown because this is the very energy we're going to reprogram into our ball of power.
Most of this negative energy will be stored in the second and third, or spleen and solar plexus chakras. Now we visualize and feel all of this energy leaving the negativity and forming a ball of power between our hands. --leaving the situation as nothing more than meaningless debris now being cleared away. Remember, all we're doing is taking the power out of the negativity and reprogramming it into a positive force. At this point we're holding a ball of raw energy between our hands. Don't be surprised at the slight tingling in the hands, often times both arms. Now, it's time to reprogram for the things we really need and want. Just keep in mind that this energy has no will of it's own. It can only function the way we program it.
We program our B.O.P. just by holding it and thinking about what we want. At this point we are not our minds, not our bodies, not our emotions, we are one with our own power. For this reason I want to remind everyone again not to give your power away by dangling it as bait. Instead, when we feel it's ready, we hold our B.O.P. just over the thymus chakra (located just above the heart and just below the neck. Feel the programmed energy being processed through this chakra and into our very being. Like Carrie's catfish/pantyhose secrete, this technique is so simple we think it has to be complicated. In truth, it takes much longer to explain than to actually do. Practice doing it at least three times a day for the next thirty days. If you run into any snags always feel free to call 903-896-1019 or email rachel@beyondclairvoyance.com. Remember the universe has no choice but to rearrange itself to accommodate our picture of reality. It just couldn't happen to nicer people.
In the light of a thousand suns,
Rachel
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