April 22. The day when everyone in the world stops being an asshole and pays attention to the fact they are indeed a part of Nature. Or at least, that’s the theory.

I have some theories of my own.

Earth Day, like any other holiday, is bullshit. Not only is it an excuse to sell things, but it’s an excuse to be a dick about the planet for the rest of the year. On Earth Day people think about recycling, composting, planting trees, not drinking from paper cups with plastic lids, not using plastic bags at the grocery store, walking or riding bikes instead of driving two blocks, telling each other how important it is to SAVE OUR EARTH.

Our Earth does not need saving. And if it did, we couldn’t do it.

We will not destroy the planet through abuse. Putting CO2 back into the atmosphere will not kill the Earth. Plastic won’t. Cigarette butts, and disposable diapers, and Starbucks cups are not going to end all life on the planet. Not ever. This big ol’ sphere of rock, water, and air has been through WAAAAAY more than we can ever throw at it. We cannot choke it to death with ourselves and our waste.

We can kill ourselves off of it. And all the other big animals. That would be bad, sure, but not for the planet. Earth doesn’t give a shit about us. It’s seen us come and go a thousand times.

With all that said, I’ll tell you this: I have a very small carbon footprint–to use the catch-phrase of the day. I walk whenever I can (sometimes great distances–and in all sorts of weather! omg!), I use very little plastic, I grow food, I buy as local as possible, I don’t buy bullshit because some commercial tells me to, I pick up trash and don’t put mine wherever the hell I am when I’m done with it, I compost and recycle, I drive a compact car when I do drive, and I encourage my children to care about polluting their world. But not for the Earth. For humans, and deer, and lemurs, and kitty cats, and birds. And I do this stuff every single day. It’s my lifestyle. Now, I’m not totally in harmony with Nature. I’m sure I consume more than my share–but probably not by much. But I certainly don’t pick a day to care about my impact on the world around me and ignore it the rest of the year. Because that would make me a hypocritical fool, right?

That would be like not thinking about a religion to which one subscribed all year long, acting however one wanted–beside the directives of said religion–and then picking one day a year to honor that religion’s god by acting all pious and holy. Wouldn’t it? It would.

So. Do you think about how you affect this world every day? Do you make choices every single hour of every moment you are awake to be a FUNCTIONING part of the natural cycle of our planet? Could you keep on living if you couldn’t get heat pumped into your house, and cans of fruit from across the world? Could you kill your own food? Could you build a place to live in the forest with your hands? Could you grow crops, and forage for the crops that are grown by our Big Mama? Can you use a rock as a cup? Can you sleep in the dirt?  Can you start a fire without a lighter? Do you compost all your food scraps, paper, and everything else that can be? Do you walk instead of drive? Do you recognize that concrete and asphalt are garbage, too? That your hair dye is toxic, and your makeup comes from the fat of animals or the blood of plants? Do you pay attention every single day? If you don’t, then don’t start talking about it one day of the year, and acting like that is a big deal. It isn’t. And if you can’t live on the Earth without the comforts and poisons of our modern human society, then start thinking about THAT, and how that is what is at stake–not the dirt, water, microbes… Those things will live–they don’t celebrate their part of nature one day and ignore it the rest of them. They’re functioning members of the world. If you don’t act that way every day, why would you think it’s cool to tell others to live that way one day of the year? Or to do those things THAT day? What good does that do other than make you look like an unnatural, hypocritical fool? Really. One day?

If we all turn off our lights on one day–that doesn’t make a bit of difference for the power supply for the rest of the year.

If we all compost on one day–there’s a shitload of food going to waste the rest of the time and food grown without nutrients it could have.

If we all remember our god one day–we’re forgetting him/her the rest of them.

If we all stop fighting for one day–there will still be wars once that day has passed.

Earth Day = Bullshit. Just like Easter, Christmas, Valentine’s Day… Any DAY.

Live your life like you care, and you won’t have to post a bunch of rhetorical crap on facebook to make it look like you do. Stop picking special days to celebrate the ideas that you wish you could live by every day but don’t. Just live that way. That, Live Every Day Like it’s Earth Day, slogan is about as real as that whole celebration gets. Really do that, and we won’t have to have any special day for the planet, or worry about our killing it (which is just silly and egocentric).

There, Earth Day Rant over. Please go back to your regularly scheduled memes and slogans about how great you are today for caring.

Recently, a friend of mine asked me to recommend some metaphysical books. I tossed a few off the top of my head out onto my Facebook wall, and he hinted that I should post a list here. So I’m going to. I’m sure I’ll add to it. Here are some books I recommend reading if you’re looking to expand your knowledge about metaphysical pursuits:

ILLUSIONS–THE ADVENTURES OF A RELUCTANT MESSIAH by Richard Bach (This, along with his first big book, JONATHAN LIVINGSTON SEAGULL, are great places to start as far as looking at the world in a deeper manner than typical, daily life would have you look at it. Then follow it up with another of Mr. Bach’s.)

THE BRIDGE ACROSS FOREVER by Richard Bach (A REAL love story! I’m so glad I did this list. I always forget about this one. Now I need it.)

ONE by Richard Bach

WAY OF THE PEACEFUL WARRIOR by Dan Millman (At LEAST watch the movie. But read the book to really learn. Dan Millman has some excellent things to say.)

SACRED JOURNEY OF THE PEACEFUL WARRIOR by Dan Millman (This is the sequel to WAY. You’ll want to read it, because it tells more of Dan’s awesome story.)

THE FORCE by Stuart Wilde (Then find more stuff by Stuart Wilde. This dude was talking about amazing things way before others copied him and started the New Age.)

Any of these books by Carlos Castaneda (Just find this guy and read his stuff. Maybe start with THE TEACHINGS OF DON JUAN.)

Studies, works, and writings of Aleister Crowley. He did all the research for us. Start with THE BOOK OF LAW, or maybe the collection, PORTABLE DARKNESS: AN ALEISTER CROWLEY READER. It was edited by Robert Anton Wilson, who is another author to check out. Let’s start with some of his fiction…

THE ILLUMINATUS! TRILOGY by Robert Anton Wilson (RAW) and Robert Shea (Read RAW. Everything written. He’s aware. This fiction is filled with fact.)

THE UNIVERSAL ONE by Walter Russell (This is a heavy, deep, complicated, enlightening book. It is astounding. It was given to scientists of the world by the author when he completed it so that physics might lead to an amazing understanding of nature. Of course, it was virtually ignored. Russell was a physicist, alchemist and inventor beyond the norm. He’s compared to Tesla. Russell and Tesla are two men who would have made the world a much greater place, had the internet existed when they were alive.)

THE DANCING WU LI MASTERS by Gary Zukav (This book came out when the general public first became aware of Quantum Physics. It is a beautiful, poetic look at science and spirituality woven together. Something to pay attention to, even if the science is a bit outdated.)

THE EARTH CHRONICLES  by Zecharia Sitchin  (Sitchin presents some very compelling ideas about the origin of our species and the stories told by our first recorded civilizations. Lots of this makes sense. Read THE EARTH CHRONICLES for an alternate history that in the very least will make you take a second look at the world around you.)

CHARIOTS OF THE GODS by Erich Von Daniken (This man made people take a second look at archeology and mythology.)

THE COSMIC SERPENT: DNA AND THE ORIGINS OF KNOWLEDGE by Jeremy Narby (This is an eye-opening look into the cultures of South America, and what plants tell them about the world. I first heard of ayahuasca in this book.)

INTELLIGENCE IN NATURE by Jeremy Narby (More on the language of plants. Very interesting things about our world, and how plants might be part of Earth’s brain.)

THE SILVA MIND CONTROL METHOD by Jose Silva (Quite possibly the most important book on this list. THIS is the way to change your reality. This really, REALLY works. I use it all the time. Mr. Silva was an amazing individual who taught things simply, honestly, and beautifully. Get this book.)

FINGERPRINTS OF THE GODS by Graham Hancock (More ideas about ancient civilizations and who they were talking about when they said, “gods”. Mr. Hancock speaks of evidence of an ancient civilization that existed during the last ice age, and was lost to time. Written in the mid-nineties, he was way ahead of the curve when it came to history.)

THE BOOK OF KNOWLEDGE: THE KEYS TO ENOCH by J.J. Hurtak (Crazy-deep stuff about the nature of reality. Read it and be forever freaked out.)

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So there’s a list off the top of my head. I’ll see what I remember later.

If any of you have opinions about these books, feel free to comment. I’m pretty familiar with most of them, though it’s been a long while since I’ve read several of them.

We talk about being in control of our reality, while at the same time it seems we’re just along for the ride. How much control DO we have on the world around us? Are we really the masters of our own universes? It is easy to forget our power. It’s easy to forget that we’re PART of nature, that the planet on which we live is as much a part of us as our hands, hearts, and hip bones.

Here’s an easy way to remember: Take control of the weather.

This is a concept I first really thought about while reading Richard Bach’s, Illusions–The Adventures of a Reluctant Messiah. In it, Richard learns how to make clouds disappear. I started trying it. It’s easy to do.

Controlling the weather is nothing new. People have been doing rain-dances for all time. Many cultures still practice ceremonies to alter the weather. There are rainmen, who travel to places ravaged by drought and bring rain.

Two of the most startling occurrences of people affecting the weather that I’ve personally witnessed happened at Grateful Dead concerts in the early 90s. I went to two shows (yeah, I wish I’d gone to many, many more), both in Eugene, Oregon. Each time I was there for four or five days, and each time it rained nearly the whole time.

The clouds were heavy, dark, and low. They hung over the whole city. And both times, as The Dead began to play, a hole opened in the clouds, clear to the blue sky above the stadium, and sun shined down on us the whole time they played. It was simply amazing. I KNOW it was because of their music, and because of the 80,000 people in attendance. We wanted it to be sunny while we danced. And so it was. We knew it, too. I mean, it was noticeable. Come on, all you Heads who were there, you saw it–and it was NOT some huge group trip (though plenty of that was happening, too). I heard that it happened all the time with The Dead.

I’m doing it as I write this. I love the rain, and that’s why I moved here. But I think this afternoon should have some sun.

So I’m feeling the sun inside me. I’m letting the feeling of a sunny day start with my imagination and fill my body with that feeling of stretching in a sunpatch on the floor. I’m feeling the clouds lifting, separating, and fading away. I’m picturing the sun breaking them apart, freeing them of their wet cargo, disappearing them. I’m seeing the outside shining, warming, and turning yellow. I’m feeling that feeling of warm sunlight, and I’m letting it shine from me outward. I’m thanking the clouds, and their cycles, and wishing them onward and away. Let’s see how I do.

We can all do this. It’s about feeling it, and putting it into the world.

Find yourself a small cloud alone in the sky on a partly cloudy day. Look at it. Watch it fade to blue. Replace the cloud with blue sky. Feel the cloud vaporizing, feel the sun vanishing it. Watch it go away. KNOW that it will. It’s that easy. If you can feel inside yourself that you’re doing it, you will be.

This is the way of healing.

There is a feeling we achieve in order to affect the world around us. We only need to hold that feeling and send thoughts of perfect health to damaged bodies and they will be healed. The feeling–the emotion–is the same one as willing weather to your whim. It’s an easy, full feeling, like loving. I’m hoping you can identify this emotion, and use it for all the good you can imagine.

So let’s practice with clouds.

And do read that PDF of Illusions linked up there if you’ve not already read the book. It’s an eye-opener. Richard Bach had a huge hand in setting me on my metaphysical path. There’s lots of wisdom in that book.

Woo Hoo! Sundance!!

I often run across people who take life, and themselves, very seriously. They have a purpose, a path, a career, drive, determination, steadfast belief in the fact that all they do is right and if it’s not they have failed. Unfortunately for these strong, driven souls, they are the ones who come to me for things like migraines, ulcers, back pain, and various other stress-induced ailments.

Taking yourself too seriously is detrimental to your health. Ultimately, it hurts not only your body and soul, but your relationships with all the other bodies and souls out there.

I’ve found that ridiculousness helps. Especially if you can find the ridiculous aspects of yourself. Further, if you can exploit those aspects, you’ll find that you bring yourself great joy. And when you’re joyous, you can’t help but spread that to everyone around you. Even those Sam the Eagle types who may at first balk at the gem of absurdity shining inside you.

If you can recognize just how completely ridiculous you are, you will be happy.

You can let go of so many weights. You can look at other people’s ridiculousness in a new light, and you might not hate them. The more you make fun of yourself, the lighter you become. Really laughing at yourself will bring you supreme joy.

Make fun. What’s wrong with making fun?

I write bizarro fiction books. Basically, I make fun of as much stuff as I can in them. And that includes myself. People really seem to enjoy bizarro. We bizarro writers make fun. People like fun. The most successful writers I’ve met in the genre do not take themselves seriously. They don’t take much seriously. It makes for lots of laughter. We all know how good that is for us.

We are all ridiculous. Our seriousness with ourselves and this world around us only makes us more so.

Embrace it. Find the absurdity about yourself and put it out there. Be shameless in your life, even about the things you find uncomfortable. You will have fewer headaches, and kinked necks, and freak-outs in traffic. Free yourself from the guilt of not living up to the expectations of those who take life so seriously. Let go of the part of you that is fearful of looking stupid and you’ll find yourself feeling smarter.

On that note, I shamelessly present to you my latest exercise in ridiculousness. Click the banner to be taken to the worst crafts you have ever seen. Seriously. No, this is not an attempt to get you to buy something. I don’t expect to ever sell anything from this store. It’s to make people laugh. At MY ridiculousness. And to perhaps touch a bit of the ridiculous in them. In you. Please enjoy. Click on the photos of the items to get to MORE photos and very detailed descriptions. Idiotic ones. Have fun!

Happy days!

Hey, folks. How’s it going out there? Is everybody feeling perfect?

I’ve been working with a few of you lately who are not. It’s been great, really, getting back into healing work. I feel better than I have in a while. I’m pretty sure I’m making others feel that way, too.

Do YOU want to feel better?

I’m going to run a special for the entire month of November. For what I’d normally charge $45–a half-hour healing session where I both work on the affliction, work to discover the cause of it, and find answers for you to help rid yourself of it–I’m going to charge $30. That’s a buck a minute.

This is to get you acquainted with what I do, and to show you how helpful and effective the techniques I use can be. You can see immediate results. I just received a message from a client half an hour after I worked on her that what I told her was about to happen to her stomach, did.

I’ll be writing about the things I do soon–how I see inside bodies, where I get information about dis-ease in there, how I use the same techniques for other purposes helpful to my life and others (like finding things), how to feel the right feeling of contentment, ease, and joy to affect the world around you by manipulating the energies of the aether. I’ll be outlining the basics, and I’m already at work on developing an online class and a workbook. That will help you to understand a little more. But I invite you to come to me in November with your maladies, afflictions, aches, pains, diseases, or whatever other sorts of problems you might have at this special rate, just to get things really cookin’.

I want to pay my rent. I want to help you. I want you to tell everyone you meet about how I did. I want you to learn how to do it yourself. This energy exchange will be mutually beneficial.

Who wants a healing?

You can see my rates page over there in the right sidebar for more information and how to contact me. I’ll be out of town from the 10th to the 16th of November, but before and after, I want to pack my schedule full.

Feel free to share this post in any way you feel fit. I can work on anyone, anywhere. All I need is some sort of connection to you.

Talk to you soon!

Here’s those videos I made about bein’ Outlaw Psychic.

The serious one, where it apparently seems I’m about to cry the whole time:

The one where I’m NOT about to cry:

I hope you enjoy them.

Hair cells, like all your other cells, maintain memory. That means that everything that’s happened inside your body is recorded there. Hair is literally a record of your body’s past. The longer you let it grow, the more it records your life. It’s said that seven years worth of life can be found in a hair cell.

One of the most freeing things you can do is snip off those long strands of your history.

The Ancient Egyptians believed that their hair held them to the past. That by shaving their heads, they were clearing the way for being in the Now, and receiving information from the universe around them. The upper classes, male and female, shaved their heads regularly and wore wigs.

I’m telling you all this because I’m going to get a haircut tomorrow, and after I’ve freed myself from my recent shaggy past, I’m going to make a video about what this Outlaw Psychic stuff is all about. I just went about it all roundabout like mystic sorts do.

Wooo! Be free!

You’re making this all up. It’s really as easy as that.

I’m in your world because you put me here. Without you, I’d be off in my own that you knew nothing about. But we’re sharing this overlap of our realities for whatever reason. I’m in yours and you’re in mine. But you’re still making this all up.

No two people live in the same world.

We all see things differently, because our individual eyes process light differently. No two eyes can do it the same way. We’re all slightly different sizes and shapes. Our cells are all put together uniquely, though similarly enough that we can share ideas about things like color and shape. That goes for hearing, tasting, touching, smelling, thinking, and intuiting, too. Not even twins are exactly the same.

Being in our own worlds is why there’s so much variance in what we share. Really, look next door. Your neighbors, unless they’re VERY close to you personally, live in a totally different world than you, and they’re right beside you. Or look at the members of your family. Every one of them is off in their own place, looking at things completely differently than you are. Think of how every religion believes it’s the correct one. Or how food choices vary.

I like to think about that when I’m shocked by people’s reactions.

But beyond BEING in our own worlds, we’re also making those worlds up as we go. If you think about it, you’ll find how simply true that is.

Deciding what you’re going to eat is altering your world. It’s setting things up for the future. It’s rippling effects (which aren’t REALLY effects, but we’ll get into that later) through the rest of your day. It’s also touching other people’s worlds, and possibly affecting them. How did that food come to you? Who has to smell your burnt toast? What if you get gas from those eggs on the subway? As those nutrients are converted to energy, maybe you’ll feel like walking instead. Maybe you’ll decide to eat the same thing every day for the rest of your life. What will that do to your reality?

If you make up your mind to start dressing differently, you’re going to change your world in quite visible ways. Like, when a twelve-year-old kid decides one day that he’s going to stop wearing anything but black clothing and dye his hair purple. He’s making a conscious decision to change his appearance and therefore change huge aspects of his life. He will think of himself as a different person. Others will look at and treat him differently. His ideas about society will be altered. And that’s just by changing how he LOOKS.

If you change how you think, the same thing happens in your world.

You can actually decide to start being able to manipulate your world in an instant. All you have to do is believe it’s possible. It’s actually as easy as deciding to change how you dress or what you’re going to eat for breakfast. We make these changes all the time.

It’s simple to decide that you are powerful. You decide that by acting that way.

You’re making this all up. You might as well be in charge of it.

Don’t let someone else hand you a plate of runny eggs and burnt toast. Make yourself whatever you want.

Practice by deciding what your day will be like, and then make that happen. If it happens in a mystical, magical way… right on. If you have to actually cook your Eggs in Hell, Texas Style, then make them the best damned eggs you’ve ever put together and that’s just the way it’s going to work that day.

If you decide that your mind is not limited to living inside your body, then it won’t be. If you decide that you can move who you are from its perspective of looking through the vehicle in which it semi-resides, then you can use it to affect reality with the power of knowing more of what it is. If you can be the things around you, really understand that you’re seriously a part of everything you can imagine, then you can imagine everything the way you want it to be.

That’s how you change your world in an instant, continuously. And if you do that with conscious direction, you can have a miraculous life.

It’s that simple.

One plus one equals three. Why the hell not?

Have fun claiming your power. Go disappear clouds, or move candle flames, or tell cancer that while it’s growing quite well, it’s not growing correctly. Do some stuff.

Change your worlds. Then tell me about it and change mine.

Let’s get straight down to it. Who is Outlaw Psychic? What’s the dude all about? Why has he suddenly appeared in his silly black hat and scruffy half-beard in your facebook feed?

My name is Kevin Shamel. Many of you know me in different capacities. Many of you know me as a healer, already. Many of you don’t know a thing about me. So I’m going to be quick about it, and fill you in. Then I’ll let you know what this blog is all about, and why you might be interested in reading it from here on out.

I have been aware of senses that many people in the world ignore. I’ve been called a psychic, seer, medium, clairvoyant, remote viewer, healer… and other things like, quack and bullshitter. But I’m just a dude who happens to pay attention to things that a lot of people do not. And I’ve been that way since I can remember.

I can tell you stories of amazing things that happened when I was a kid. I might do that later. But what’s more pertinent to what I’m presenting now is what I began doing in my early adulthood.

It pretty much started with an astrological reading I had done by my friend’s mom when I was 18. She sorta freaked out on me, and said things about how she’d been waiting to meet someone like me, that my future was crazy, bright, and metaphysical. Then she asked me to join a group she was starting who were going to learn from a book called, A Course in Miracles. I said, “Sure, what the hell?” and started showing up once a week to sit in her living room and talk with some older people about this crazy book that had been channeled by a psychiatrist and was pretty much supposed to be spoken to her by a Christ-being. Jesus, for all intents and purposes. Its purpose is to awaken you to the REAL reality.

I am not religious.

Fortunately, I’ve studied religions for a while, and at the time, knew enough about the root of the teachings to know that Christ-beings are figureheads in various mythologies, and could assimilate the references into my own views—which of course are still flowing and changing and growing. But I was able to cut through the dogma and myth to get to the core of what the book was saying, which is pretty much to do that very thing. It’s like Jesus was saying back when the dude was alive—you can all do this. The only reason you haven’t, is because you’re not.

The Course lasted a year. I did the whole thing. In the end, my version of reality had become much different than the one most people see.

That started it.

From then I went on to study Richard Bach, Carlos Casteneda, Dan Millman, Stuart Wilde, and whatever metaphysical literature I could find.

I learned that I was an Indigo Child, sometime in the early 90s.

I channeled my dead grandmother for her children, and reunited the family.

I practiced lucid dreaming, remote viewing, speaking with the dead, meditation, drug euphoria, you name it.

In the mid-nineties I met a woman who told me I had things to do. She said she wanted to teach me her healing technique. She said I was a psychic.

She later became my partner. We came up with a technique that she still teaches today. If you’re at all involved in the healing world today, you’ve seen it. It was originally called, The Orion Technique. It’s called a lot of different things now.

The gist of it is cellular healing.

Working at the level of the individual cells in our bodies to affect change within them. It’s simple, really. Very, very simple.

I spent a few years teaching the technique in various places across the country. It spread exactly like it was supposed to. It was pretty amazing. I loved the first year of it.

After that, things got weird.

I met the snake-oil salesmen and professional liars that were my “peers”. I developed a following. I found that people had stopped learning what I was teaching, and just wanted me to show up and teach them the same thing again. I felt like I was on the verge of being a cult leader. Things became convoluted as time went on, each person changing the technique to fit their other practices, and people began charging outrageous prices to do things that didn’t even need doing anymore. I was soured on the whole thing.

And so I quit.

Not entirely. Those of you who’ve lived around me know that I’m always healing someone. People still bring friends to me. I still get emails from some people I’ve known across the years, asking for some help. And of course I do it. Only I’ve spent nearly the last ten years taking no money for it. I didn’t want to do it as a job. And I definitely didn’t want to be lumped in with the New Age. I’d seen what that gaggle of pushers and charlatans was like.

Ten years have changed things.

And I’ve been hit hard with the message to get back on my horse. Then, three people in three days, in three very different ways, told me I was the real deal and the world needed people like me out there again. I listen to signs. I pay attention. So I’m back.

I’m going to teach the things I’ve learned.

I want to learn the things you’ve got to teach me.

I’m going to practice healing again. I’ll take money for it—complete the energy exchange. BUT I’m not going to take a bunch of money for it. I want this to be accessible to everyone. I’m charging what I did in 1995. I’ll work up a page here with rates and explanations of what to expect.

But basically here’s the deal:

I can heal you. YOU can heal you. I can teach you how to do it very easily. I will. I’ll give it away as much as I can. I hope that this blog can become a place to learn how easy it is to change your world using conscious imagination. I hope I can help those of you who need it, to realize how easy it is to use your mind to change your life to be just how you want it. I’ll tell you easy ways to heal dis-ease in your body. From the most horrific afflictions to headaches. And I hope to set up some classes and a TV show with Terri Plewa online.

I think that the time is right for us to learn these things together.

It’s time to cut through all the bullshit out there. Time to get to the truths that have been covered up in the religion of the New Age. Time to claim our power and shine.

Who wants to shine with me?