Three Spears of the Queen

[David Dalton]

Three Spears of the Queen:

This is a partial repeat of an early September '94 alt.pagan (and probably
pendulum too) description of an incident that occurred about Aug. 30, 1994.

On Saturday or Sunday [Aug. 20--21] I was sunbathing on the back steps when
some wasps started to bother me; I at first ignored them but eventually tried
to shoo them away and got stung twice (once on Sat on the back of my right
calf and once on Sun on my inner right calf). After that I just ignored them
and sent waves of love instead of fear and they didn't sting me again. I
didn't have any adverse reaction, although felt an unearthly chill in the
legs the following week and was going to get my thyroid checked but the chill
faded late in the month. This is like the "chill of Math" which the great
druid Math (little bear in the sky) casts on Gwydion and his brother before
their transformation, in the Welsh Mabinogion.

So those were two spears of the queen, one powerful and warlike, a warning,
one a gentle prod back on the right path.

Well, last week, probably around Aug. 30, early-to-mid week , I was in
resonant or tuned oscillator mode, nicely stable but sensitive, and out
sunning again. Over the session one wasp was buzzing around me so I sent out
"waves of love" as I said before.

Later on that wasp left, another came along and landed on the top of the
fourth toe of one of my feet. This toe had turned black months ago from a
stub and had never healed properly. I ignored the wasp and let it sit there
for a while. After a few days I noted that the rough skin on that toe was
healing unusually fast.

The wasp next moved briefly to my belly button area, and I began to get
concerned. Perhaps it was investigating my old scar from just above the belly
button to about eight inches lower. Then I got really concerned as it
suddenly moved up, landed on my left nipple, and did not sting but began
clawing or brushing the nipple with its legs. So perhaps "useless as tits on
a bull" does not apply to wasps. I blew/brushed it off quite quickly and went
in, but from that illogically intuited that something that can be brushed or
milked from wasps (traded) or analyzed and synthesized (perhaps the sting)
would be medically beneficial, maybe for breast cancer.

[David Dalton]

Post by David Dalton
This is a partial repeat of an early September '94 alt.pagan (and probably
pendulum too) description of an incident that occurred about Aug. 30, 1994.
On Saturday or Sunday [Aug. 20--21] I was sunbathing on the back steps when
some wasps started to bother me; I at first ignored them but eventually tried
to shoo them away and got stung twice (once on Sat on the back of my right
calf and once on Sun on my inner right calf). After that I just ignored them
and sent waves of love instead of fear and they didn't sting me again. I
didn't have any adverse reaction, although felt an unearthly chill in the
legs the following week and was going to get my thyroid checked but the chill
faded late in the month. This is like the "chill of Math" which the great
druid Math (little bear in the sky) casts on Gwydion and his brother before
their transformation, in the Welsh Mabinogion.
So those were two spears of the queen, one powerful and warlike, a warning,
one a gentle prod back on the right path.
Well, last week, probably around Aug. 30, early-to-mid week , I was in
resonant or tuned oscillator mode, nicely stable but sensitive, and out
sunning again. Over the session one wasp was buzzing around me so I sent out
"waves of love" as I said before.
Later on that wasp left, another came along and landed on the top of the
fourth toe of one of my feet. This toe had turned black months ago from a
stub and had never healed properly. I ignored the wasp and let it sit there
for a while. After a few days I noted that the rough skin on that toe was
healing unusually fast.
The wasp next moved briefly to my belly button area, and I began to get
concerned. Perhaps it was investigating my old scar from just above the belly
button to about eight inches lower. Then I got really concerned as it
suddenly moved up, landed on my left nipple, and did not sting but began
clawing or brushing the nipple with its legs. So perhaps "useless as tits on
a bull" does not apply to wasps. I blew/brushed it off quite quickly and went
in, but from that illogically intuited that something that can be brushed or
milked from wasps (traded) or analyzed and synthesized (perhaps the sting)
would be medically beneficial, maybe for breast cancer.

Or perhaps the wasp has bioenergetic healing ability.