The Radiance of Light

Herein is a interview that beautiful Julia Valentine did for Joy Compass in 2014. It has been expanded in 2014. It seems to have a life all of its own, containing memoir like information that led to a universal symbol of the Divine spiritual nature of life.

Donna Rohlf is a former psychoanalyst, human design analyst, poet, artist, esoteric and spiritual healer and, more importantly, a great humanitarian. Her life is dedicated to helping humanity better understand its own design and potential. In Part I of this interview, Donna Rohlf shares her personal story and the wonderful synchronicity that transpired to bring about recovery from a serious illness. J: You had an extreme experience, by any standard; you had three weeks to live… D: Yes. I had surrendered to allow my transition to unfold after several years of being misdiagnosed. I was in a state where the only thing that was happening was God or what I have come to call Infinite Intelligence’s will. I was severely fatigued and sensed my life as I knew it was over. My mortal mind crept in and reasoned that life was not worth living if there was no energy to live it. It was in this surrendered state that I got a phone call from a stranger who said she had received my name from someone I had met two years before in a waiting room at an experimental therapeutic sound therapy office in SoHo. I was still trying and hoping to get better at that time. I remembered the woman vividly and our short discussion on light frequency healing. She sent this person to me telling her I had an unusual light healing machine. I agreed to the visit she requested. I responded noticing “God is in every detail.” I had made a will but had not gifted those machines to anyone. I was pleased someone could use them and they would not go to waste. I managed to get myself dressed and out of bed for the appointment. She arrived on time and shared many questions she had. She was an unusual looking woman. She reminded me of a fairy. After I finished explaining how the machine worked, I offered her the machine. I then asked if she might let herself out of the door. I did not tell her this but I did not have enough energy to walk her to the door. A few minutes after she left, the door opened and she returned to my living room and politely said it was none of her business but did I know what was wrong with me. I simply shared that I knew I was dying and it was okay. I shared a bit about my history and let her know I was okay with dying. I reasoned that with the background I came from, I had achieved plenty and learned plenty in this life. I’m not sure if I told her about the domino effect of loss of my health shortly before my husband passed in 94’, then the loss of my life savings by someone I trusted, then the loss of being able to care for my home. This curious woman then introduced herself as a pathologist. She told me quickly four possible things that my symptoms could come from and insisted on setting up a biopsy the next day. Last on her list was skin cancer. To make the long story short, my life was changed. I went from preparation for death to the possibility of living in a day’s time. She knew more than all the experts I had been to over several years of trying to discover what was going on with my gradual loss of health. I learned that if you don’t know what’s wrong with you and you feel like death is approaching, go to pathologist- they know what can make your body run out of fuel. The doctor she got me to the next day, was concerned the blister on my lip may be cancerous. He refused to let me leave his office until he had contacted a doctor for a biopsy. He insisted I wait in his waiting room until he got word from a top surgeon. He kept telling me he would send his wife to this surgeon which I later found hilarious. At the time I could hardly believe what was happening on this side of the veil. I was surrendered to die and the doctor was into vanity. I could hardly relate to all of what he said but all the same waited quietly in his office until he got the call from his top surgeon friend that he would make time to see what overtly was a cold sore on my lip. Interestingly, this surgeon he sent me to worked in the same professional small brownstone building in NYC as my late husband.74 East 79th street. I noted of course the synchronistic nature of all this. This top surgeon knew immediately what was wrong with me and told me I was full of radiation all over my body. Whatever I had would rear its head all over my body. He demanded to know where this had come from. At first I remembered that I had been sun burned severely as a child several times. He was clear that this was not from the sun. Then the memories returned of childhood polio, the ten years of radiation after and then the continual use of fluoroscopes by the family German pediatrician. It was not hard to retrieve these memories as I had often felt the helplessness of those childhood days in the past month.. The surgeon diagnosed me properly with squemous cell carcinoma, and put me in the hospital immediately. He took out my bottom lip and was able to get all the cancer right before it spread throughout the body. He said three weeks later it would have spread throughout the body. I survived from the help of a total stranger and a doctor working in the same small brownstone building in NYC as my late husband. One wonders about all of this!!! J: So, this person literally came out of nowhere, left and then came back – the whole connection was hanging by a thread…

D: Yes, she’d already left and was guided to come back. She was grateful to me for sharing the machine and teaching her how to use it. She didn’t want to intrude, but she wanted to be of service. This is when I learned that if you’ve been misdiagnosed, go to a pathologist! They seem to know various illnesses and how to pull it all together. They know what you die from, and what you don’t die from.

There is a side story to this because this woman happened to have a lethal liver disease herself. Several years later, I was able to help her and worked spiritually with her, after traditional medicine could not help her. Ten years later both she and I are alive. I have studied spiritual healing here in the US and she has spent much of that time with John of God in Brazil. We are both alive today from a deeper understanding of our spiritual nature. In Spirit, there is no disease. There is a natural harmony. I have devoted the rest of my life to bringing this harmony forward. Contrary to the doctor’s prediction, I have been cancer free except for one episode of basil cell skin cancer. My consciousness is knowing only that there is One Radiation and that Radiation is keeping me alive. In short, my consciousness keeps me alive.

The irony of my life is that I was often healed through Spirit. When I had polio as a child, and my brother had polio meningitis, we both walked out of the hospital to the amazement of the staff. The doctors had never seen two out of two in the family that survived polio not crippled. They had one in five, one in eight, but never two or 100% in a family. So, they studied us with fluoroscopes till we were pubescent. That meant ten years of radiation for me. They said they were trying to find out where the polio went. They looked and studied matter, not Spirit or consciousness in 1947. Decades later that radiation caused a lethal form of squamous cell carcinoma. It’s been quite a ride for me. The higher frequency of man made radiation left me prone to a particular form of lethal skin cancer. I returned as my mother had to the higher frequency of Christ consciousness to heal the detrimental radiation. My mom in 1947 walked into a Christian Science Reading Room in Pelham, NY. There she learned about affirmative prayer. There is no doubt in my mind that the Christian Science librarian also went into deep prayer. I learned this shortly before My mother made her transition at 94. When she saw me reading the CS book called Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures. For the first time she spoke her truth about the helpfulness of this knowledge and seemed pleased that I was studying spiritual healing- how it is done. Each day becomes a gift for me. What a joy it is to be alive. I am now so appreciate each day with a new and much deeper understanding of the absolute laws of Spirit and Life. Slowly I am beginning to understand why someone like me responds to spiritual healing and others may not. I have come to see and understand that Human Design Scientific knowledge has been of enormous value in recognizing DNA code as: Divine energy acknowledged Divine energy accepted Divine Energy activated

I truly believe the Divine plan was to reveal the code of life so we may live life on earth more harmoniously through seeing and recognizing the shadows and delightful gifts life offers us.

J: Did you feel you had a clean slate after you recovered? D: Yes and no. It‘s more complex. I thought that the cancer that was removed gave me a clean slate for the moment. The doctor, however, said that this episode was just the beginning. I’ll never forget his words. He saw the effects of radiation all over my body. I made a decision to try to erase what he said. I knew from my many esoteric studies that energy follows thought. I decided not to go to 15 follow up visits. I reasoned that if energy follows thought, I should keep my thoughts on the higher frequency of my perfect spiritual nature, not low in the density of what could be happening in my body. I returned to the use of spiritual healing which is what my mother had originally used at the time of the polio. She had three children. They were all deathly ill in the same year. Two from polio and one from mercury poisoning. It is enough to make anyone turn to God or Spirit for deeper understanding! It is similar in some ways to the stresses of what many are going through today swirling with the matrix of their lives. After the operation I thought I would feel better but I didn’t my tiredness persisted. Still another lesson emerged from this loud and clear. “Man plans, God laughs”. The mortal mind does not run the show!! Then I learned that people who had polio should not have general anesthesia. This top surgeon did not know about the effects of anesthesia on post polio and gave me general anesthesia. It was a mistake on his part and the resulting further loss of functioning led to a deeper understanding again of how Spirit can work. The wind is the wind of Spirit moving each of us to whatever plane of learning we are on. I learned later that polio survivors suffer from muscle weakness and brain fatigue. General anesthesia results in even more brain fatigue. Several years later this led to a diagnosis at the Post Polio Clinic in Englewood Hospital. I learned there, that many of us who had polio were “Buddhas” who left one person out of their compassion, namely themselves. It was important input and explained why I cherished compassionate gentle therapists, teachers and friends.

Personal Creativity Is Essential to Maintaining My Spirit

In Part II of this interview, Donna Rohlf shares how personal creativity has helped maintain her spirit during trying times and come up with a beautiful symbol of Universal Peace called SashiFlag. I have grown in my spiritual understanding and come to see it all as Good - only Good and have written a song about this. All of my negative experiences, the avalanche of the dominos dropping around 50 years of age including the loss of a loving spouse, loss of home, monies, ability to earn an income etc. served my higher good allowing me to expand my understanding that Life is the same as music - it exists in the space between the notes. Although there is something akin to predestination, within that, there is room for the full and wise use of our consciousness. For me, it was very evident that the Divine had and has been omnipresent in all my experiences. I have learned that mind chatter and talk is very different from the Divine thoughts which are always good and loving. One of my spiritual teachers often says that “When you behold the entire universe as a play of consciousness, what is there to do but smile”. One day I became aware of deep sorrow from loss after loss in a deeper way than ever before. Early memories were reawakened and what seemed like every unloving experience of my childhood came back to rear their ugly head. I don’t know if you have seen a film by the name of “The White Ribbon”, but it depicts vividly the mean spirited German child rearing techniques.. A large part of me yearned to return home to Spirit at these melancholic moments. As I moved into this abyss without resistance, there came a thought again about what I would do if I lived. Images that I had 12 years before in 1987 flooded my consciousness. These images involved seeing a universal flag of unity next to each flag of diversity. I saw them flying in every nation. There was also the sound of an anthem that was only what I could describe as a silent sound. As I contemplated this image, I was able to rise and get a pen. As I started to doodle I began to feel a surge of energy. Deep peace returned to me. I have come to realize that creating symbols of universal consciousness is one of the joys of my life. Personal creativity has become essential to maintain my spirit. From this first flag doodle, a grass roots movement was born. A vision of people around the globe honoring their root is Spirit and all meeting up on a higher frequency band. It is a one by one movement of people aligning in their understanding of Unity consciousness- we are all children of God, brothers and sisters born of one loving creator. The flag is not only a symbolic representation of the open unified system we live in as interconnected beings, but a symbol to remind us of our ability to end separation and choose unity consciousness. The first doodle turned out to be a beautiful chrysanthemum, lots of half circles. Each year a new design would come through me. It was very clear to me that this was not about my designs, but was rather meant for children to draw their own pattern of peace. Children, teachers. parents, or anyone can draw their deepest feelings of peace and make it into a flag with a twig. It is a grassroots project with one prevalent theme that PEACE IS AN INSIDE JOB. Peace is inside each one of us. It is where we come from and where we will return. Our own drawings- our creativity- can help us remember this peace, no matter what we go through on our journey. Ultimately, peace remembrance is the remembrance of our perfected Being or Divine true nature. Perhaps one day in this century, there will be celebrations at local, county, state, country and continental unity flags flying next to flags of diversity. Children shall hopefully make these flags as the future belongs to them. They can change quarterly or even more than that. Imagine being a child and having your peace pattern flying as you walk into school. People are simply asked to imagine a flag of unity next to every flag of diversity. All the rest will unfold organically. Part of this unfolding has come years later While I rarely listen to the news and I don’t have a TV, I received many calls from others around the world the day the white flags hit the news. Seeing the flags warmed the hearts of so many who have been moving invisible waves of peace into the world for so long with the vision of a white flag next to every diverse flag. Vision brings thought and thought brings action. One never knows how one’s thoughts and actions will materialize. This is why we need a system of education that teaches the simple-your energy and action follows your thoughts. It appeared to me that the anarchistic artists that pulled this prank were trying their best to wake humanity up to the sublime beauty of Life ItSelf in this and other works. I thought, what divine protection surrounded them on this dangerous mission that could have had them arrested by a society that has yet no living symbol of Peace and Well Being. People used to find this sublime beauty in cathedrals and church structures with the stained glass windows reflecting light. It is interesting to note that the Brooklyn Bridge white flag artists were also honoring the creator of the bridge and his lifelong study of cathedrals. Did he know that we would be bridging into a new world of collective well being which will find the Truth of Light within all?