My Cadre is a personal memoir about a nurse practitioner's spiritual journey as she transitioned from traditional, Western based medicine to her private holistic nursing practice. Written in a rare and authentic voice, the author tells of her passion to become a spiritual healer. Through her diligent training in yoga and meditation she learned and practiced kundalini-based tantric meditation methods that opened her to a dimensional realm not of this world. During her meditations she met and experienced healing techniques with Masters, Angels, Guides and the Great Mother that later manifested in her healing room. The author carefully weaves the story of how she became the medium and point of energetic transfer between the higher dimensional Beings of Light, her Cadre, whom she met in her meditations and worked side by side with in her healing room, and their combined ministrations to the beloved clients who came into her healing room. This remarkable and fascinating story encourages us to remember the importance of developing intuitive awareness as a tool for spiritual growth, and invites readers to see how a commitment to deep meditative practices can unlock the door to spiritual awakening. My Cadre A Healer's Memoir By Kristin Hegge Helgeson Balboa Press Copyright © 2016 Kristin Hegge Helgeson All rights reserved. ISBN: 978-1-5043-6303-7 CHAPTER 1 "Nothing happens unless first a dream." Carl Sandburg I have been in nursing one way or another since the age of 18. First as a nursing assistant, after that a registered nurse, and eventually a nurse practitioner. Like many others in the medical profession, my career was continually changing and evolving. I've always loved nursing and for a long time had dreamed about opening my own private nursing practice. Then, during my last years in traditional nursing, I really began to feel limited in what I could medically offer my patients. I was noticing increased discomfort about prescribing medications that I had little control over and that could have potential long term side effects for them. I had experienced deep healing from my own yoga practices and wanted more time to teach patients complementary methods of care for healing their bodies. I gradually had become more interested and involved in educating them about their health and the nature of disease, and less interested in delivering the medical model as expressed in traditional medicine. This inner conflict began to cause me a great deal of stress in my role as a nurse practitioner, and even though I was working with lovely colleagues who were so very understanding of my needs, it was evident I had to make a change. My approach to resolving this dilemma was to consider opening a holistic nursing practice. It soon became clear this was the path I was to follow. Momentum for change began in earnest on my 48th birthday and that's where this story begins. I had a deep yoga and meditation practice at that time so this day began like all other days, with yoga and meditation. During the meditation I received a mental vision. Visions were not common for me then, but it was, and remains to this day, a powerful and memorable experience. In this vision, my deceased paternal grandmother appeared in my mind as though on a television screen and spoke to me. She said, "You need the rock from the house. Call your Dad." For over 30 years I had not given one thought to the rock which sat in the sunny foyer of my grandmother's house. It was a huge crystal, actually, and had apparently been brought home in the 1950's from a cave in Kentucky. No one ever called it a crystal back then. It was simply Grandma's rock. My cousins and I chiseled off pieces of that rock for years to carry in our pockets. I have wonderful memories of sitting next to this crystal as a kid, watching the colorful light rays reflecting off the walls as the sun shone on the clear quartz crystal. After the meditation, I decided to act on this vision, because this was a very unusual experience for me and came through as such a strong message. So I called my father. I asked him if the rock was still in Grandma's house. My bachelor uncle lived there at the time. I did not tell my dad about the vision nor did I say why I was interested in the rock. I did not know at the time why I needed it, but I felt compelled to follow through with the instructions from the meditation. My dad asked no questions, thank goodness. He simply said, "I will find out." Later that day he called to say he had the 40 pound rock in the back seat of his car and wondered what he should do with it. I told him to hold on to it for now and I would drive up to retrieve it as soon as my work schedule allowed. It turns out he dropped his plans for the morning and drove an hour to my home town, walked into my grandmother's house, and announced to my uncle that he was taking the rock. That was the end of it. Some things are just meant to be. A few days later I made the 3 hour tr