So, it turns out, my voice box wasn't bruised like the local doctor told me it was. I was totally misdiagnosed. Reiki and slippery elm tea weren't strong enough to help me. There was a catastrophic condition.

I went to an expert throat specialist last week and he put his fingers on my Adam's apple and said "Oh no! I think there's a problem."

He sent me to get CT scans in downtown Denver and called me into his office with bad news: "Your larynx (voice box) is fractured. Split open. You're actually really lucky because if it just went a few millimeters more, closer to your airway, you would have probably died before they could have helped you. The only way to fix this is surgery. How about next Friday?"

I quietly freaked out and after several hours, I decided to take the path of modern technology. (Now I can communicate, but it sounds like I have bad laryngitis - and without surgery it won't improve.)

In spite of the fact that it costs more than a new hybrid car, and my insurance pays for a big chunk but not all of it. And it will leave a scar on the front of my neck.

Still, my ability to communicate clearly is very precious and critical to my mission.

I know that I will get my voice back perfectly. And when I can talk clearly, I can work well and have a huge part of my power and magic back.

I am asking for your well wishes, thoughts and prayers. The healing is the most important part of this operation procedure... how the body gels back together.

Visualize me HEALING PERFECTLY communicating as clearly as bell and speaking in front of large rooms, conferences... speaking words of illumination, helpfulness and kindness to everyone I meet.

Thank you and LOVE YOU guys!