Seeds, Breathwork & Participant Breakthroughs – New Earth Parasite Cleanse Reflections
This morning, I went to breathe at the guru’s place — a heavy, full-on session that left me both tired and deeply clear. I recorded it so I can revisit and use parts of it tomorrow.
Before the session, I met with Shika to talk about the Sacred Store, her contacts, and how things are progressing. I need to get some samples done before I leave, and we’ll see how it unfolds. She began sharing her perspective on white men — the mentality of taking, and the belief that money can pay for everything. I listened, aware of the energy and the communication she was holding. I asked how it felt to carry that energy and project it outward. It was clear there was inner conflict, and I simply held the space to transform it. There was a charge there — an energy that, left unchecked, could destroy any chance of her making her dream come true. She links this discontentment toward white people and money, and I could see how that seed, if left planted, would bear fruit she does not want.
We had a good time together, filled with laughter and visioning.
After breathwork, I returned home, made my breakfast, and dove into updating the Orientation video for the 3-Day Deep Liver & Parasite Cleanse. I shot it, put it together, and I’m glad it’s done — one more foundational piece in place for the New Earth pathway.
Later, a participant from the cleanse left a message in the group — a beautiful, heartfelt reflection. She shared that she was hesitant at first, but went through the process and cleared a lot physically. More than that, she experienced profound emotional release. Her relationship with her father has transformed in just the last few days — she now wants to learn from him, connect with him more deeply. She thanked me for putting the program together and told the group, “You won’t regret it.” That was a moment to pause, breathe, and remember why this work matters.
I read more of The Diamond Cutter, letting its teachings about seeds and results sink deeper. Every seed I don’t want planted feels like the egg of a parasite — embedded in the fruit I never wanted to grow in the first place. It’s made me think about the hidden seeds in my psyche, and the harvest they produce.
I spoke to Pen later, being mindful of how I communicated. I think it shook her a little. I shared the need for a clearer container so we both know where we’re going with each call. We reviewed the book again, adding new journal notes, which seems to be a never-ending process — but one that’s refining the work.
Still, I’ve been wrestling with why people don’t respond or circle back to me. I’ve decided to take full responsibility for the fruits of every interaction: What did I plant to make this outcome appear?
