Recently I realised that many photos kept in my late father's photo album, are photos of when he was stationed with the RAF at Seletar, Singapore at the end of WWII until he emigrated to Fremantle Australia in January 1947.
The healing qualities of the Rain Tree or "five o'clock tree" is for those who have suffered black-magic and satanic abuse in past lives where they were mind-controlled, and as a result live in a mental prison in this life. Heals the astral body to alleviate the shadow of terror, fear & anxiety which lurks in the consciousness.
I was mind-controlled in this life by a mother with a most destructive character defect; grandiose narcissism with a diagnosis of manic depression. She was trapped in a cycle of morbid grief and obsession over the death of her eldest brother, when Singapore fell in February 1942. A cycle which was fuelled by my grandmother who over-enjoyed her new identity as Mother of a Fallen Digger.
OUCH!!
Cobbers who survived incarceration in Changi would write that this uncle, who died 19 years before I was born, was fighting like a demon before he was wounded. Does that qualify as "black magic" and "satanic abuse"? I guess it depends on how narrow your definitions are.
Uncle died from his wounds in a hospital a few days before Japanese troops over-ran Singapore. He was buried in an unmarked grave and his body has never been recovered. I do not believe his soul is restless, although the imaginings of his mother and younger sister as to how much he suffered before dying, did cast a long deep shadow over the whole family network. Uncle was elevated and enshrined as a Christ-like figure and as far as delusions go, the religious variety is garden-variety and ever...so...very...bleeding...tedious.
I grew up under that long deep shadow which eclipsed my British father's RAF war service experiences so badly he never got a word in, while our home became an annex of the psychiatric hospital as my mother put everything in order to orbit around her drug-taking schedule. That they were prescription medications does not alter the reality: my mother was a junkie, a tea-drunkard and a willing mental POW to her toxic grief.
The Seven Phases to Healing model aims to heal toxic anger, rage and violence, depression and suicidal thoughts, thereby leading to empowering people who see and find themselves as victims. The model was developed from the experiences of Rosemary Wanganeen at a women's shelter when she was at her rock bottom, and the only way out was to heal, in the first instance, all her anger, rage and violence.
After four decades of Singapore and its history being enmeshed with my mother's comorbid psychiatric illnesses, I am grateful for the brotherhood of Aw Boon Haw, Boon Par, Boon Leng and the simply outrageous Haw Par Villa!
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