She Moves in Mysterious Ways

I’ve had so many reasons and situations which tell me there is a Divine Plan—and for a very long time I chose not to see it, and even when I was awoken, I chose not to deal with it.  My life, in retrospect, has been all different kinds of comedy and tragedy, yet no less Divine. I have had so many reasons and situations to not be here any longer. Classified as a “walking disaster” there is no reason I literally (not figuratively) LITERALLY should still be here.  Sometimes odd things happen, and they just stick with you. Sometimes shitty things happen, and even though we don’t want to—we just accept them.  About two years ago I was sent to a Rheumatologist because my DSDNA (double stranded DNA) was high. Normal is ZERO. I was sitting on a 48. Seriously the opposite of good.  My Rheumatologist wanted me to start taking a drug to try to bring that number down. I fought that decision and decided to wait. I googled, talked with people, read about the drug… none of which enticed me to want to take it. For reference, the DSDNA is sort of a “barometer” or an indicator for a systemic “event”.  If that number continued to climb, my “event” would likely land me in the hospital with internal organ issues, nephritis, all kinds of ugly.  I am on the bubble for either Systemic Lupus Erythematosus (SLE) or Rheumatoid Arthritis (RA). The inexplicable thing was that there was no other indicator showing anything– ZERO.  Because my inflammatory scores were zero, we ruled out RA, meaning SLE is the probable issue. Until you DO have an “event” however, there is no hard diagnosis—all my Rheumatologist could say is, “SLE is our likely culprit so you remain immunocompromised with SLE as the underlying diagnosis.”

I was feeling overwhelmed and confused—still refusing to take a drug that could leave me blind without knowing what I was actually dealing with. Even the specialists could not explain the lack of any other markers but all agreed the rising DSDNA was “a time bomb”.  A friend of mine with Indiana House Rabbit Society (IHRS) called around this time asking for me to provide Reiki for a rabbit named Eaton.  Eaton had been rescued against all odds from a Las Vegas rabbit dump site.  He was in such critical shape we didn’t expect him to make the trip back to Indianapolis alive.  But he did– and IHRS managed to give him probable hope.  For me, Reiki opens up a connection with animals which allows us to communicate intuitively. I can do this without reiki, but it becomes amplified when the energy connection is flowing.

It was during this first session with Eaton that I was literally interrupted and told, loudly and firmly, “What you are worrying about will not come to pass. It is not what you think it is. You need to do EVERYTHING they tell you to do. You have to promise me or all of this will be for nothing.”  I felt like I had been hit with a very mild electric current.  I could not ignore it or forget it. I began taking the medication the following day, and stayed on it without question.  Eaton did heal from his injuries and infections, only to pass roughly 3 months later because his little system was so ravaged it never could come back completely from his injuries.  He lived an entire lifetime of love and hope in those short months.  I was there with him the day before he passed— not only did he remember me, he was happy, settled, and peaceful, and left me with the message of “that was for both of us”.  I could only assume it meant the decision to take the medication as prescribed.

That was all just shy of a few years ago. In the interim, my DSDNA not only dropped to zero, it has remained in an unchanged range of 10-16.  The medication is Hydroxychloroquine, Plaquenil—an old time antimalarial which they found had a positive impact on the immunocompromised and in impacting the DSDNA levels.  I have yet to have a negative reaction, and the goal is to keep it that way because I have to be on this drug for the rest of my life unless they come up with something better.  So okay… that’s kind of cool, but you are possibly thinking “not very lightning bolt or particularly wow-worthy”.  Except enter December 31st, 2019 to present with the outbreak of the COVID-19 coronavirus.

As I read an article* today I see something…

Another candidate is chloroquine, an antimalarial that has also been seen to have potent antiviral activity. It is known that chloroquine blocks viral infection by increasing the pH of the endosome, which is needed for the fusion of the virus with the cell, thus inhibiting its entry.

“What you are worrying about will not come to pass. It is not what you think it is. You need to do EVERYTHING they tell you to do. You have to promise me or all of this will be for nothing.”

What if the chloroquine in my system kept me from being part of a class of people affected by the virus, keeping it from being able to enter my system, keeping me oddly safe from something that could have ended very, very badly? What if Eaton was my messenger? What if this is indeed divine intervention which most of us would never even recognize?  It does not mean I am not going to have health complications from this drug or even that my SLE will not progress, but regardless of what you believe, I know I am changed.  I think what I am trying, rather ineloquently to say is that so many millions of odd tiny decisions and actions are not random.  When you wake up to this philosophy, it is tough to close your eyes and roll back over and go to sleep. I am, in fact, Woke AF.  So, you know, give the Universe some credit. I feel she knows what she’s doing at this point.

So Namaste, stay safe, wash yer’ fucking hands, and I love you.


The following link references the article which I cited today:
https://theconversation.com/coronavirus-ten-reasons-why-you-ought-not-to-panic-132941

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