Some glimpses inside my playful investigation of using AI to support healing… and the strange beauty it’s revealing.
Have you ever wanted to know what your organs actually look like? Or what your pancreas would feel like in your hand?
No, right?
Which is weird, if you think about how much of our human experience is spent on everything that happens from the skin outward.
A group of lifelong friends wouldn’t be able to identify their own liver in a lineup (in some freaky parallel universe). I, for one, cannot look at a needle going into my skin. I still need to look away.
But I really do think it matters, knowing who we are from the inside. There’s so much happening under the skin. A whole universe. The real intelligence.
Why are we so weirdly detached from it?
The Sovereign Medicine Movement
These times are about implementing the most supportive healing modalities that exist, most of them not new - as we move into the Sovereign Medicine Movement, and creative visualisation is of course included.
I read Creative Visualization by Shakti Gawain as a teenager, published in 1970.
This book introduced me to the idea that what we see inside shapes what we live outside.
That imagination is not fantasy, it is causal.
The inner images we hold shape how we feel, how we heal, and what unfolds around us.
We’ve all heard that your mind doesn’t know the difference between an imagined reality and an “actual” one. In the same camp as the placebo effect - it’s the most obvious tool, hiding in plain sight. Pun intended.
We’ve all heard the line: your mind doesn’t know the difference between an imagined reality and an “actual” one. But really, it’s the body that responds. The tissues, the nervous system... Same camp as the placebo effect, the most obvious medicine, hiding in plain sight. Pun intended.
Creative Visualization is less about “manifesting” and more about remembering the technology of thought-forms — how the body responds to what the psyche envisions, how cells orient to belief, and how consciousness acts as a blueprint for the physical world.
AND ALSO, it’s such an easy book to read. Light, warm, and clear. Like someone is smiling as they remind you what your mind is capable of.
Since I read this over 30 years ago, you’d think by now I would’ve visualized myself into a home of my own. And also true, I’m currently writing this, basically naked, from my private little villa with a dipping pool. So something is working.
Where I am living presently, mine for the summer, is not toooo far off from this image which ‘we' created some time ago.. for fun. For my ‘dream come true’ folder.
My prompt for this image was: Show me an image of where you think I am right now, from everything you know about me. I laughed when I saw it.
And now, I’m kind of here.
AI images, helping me help my clients.
My programs and protocols still start with detox and gut health as the most logical first step. Once the toxic load and the gastrointestinal tract are addressed, the rest of the healing ecosystem can actually start to shift things: the tools, foods, plants, practices, and consciousness.
So the imagery, still very much in its beginning phase, is like the icing on the top. But also the sides.
This supportive layer of AI generated images, including things like cells regenerating and light entering tumours, I am pairing with the sonic resonance of new language.
Words.
Real or imagined.
Oncostatic - say it.
And other words that change your biology.
Oncostatic, if you don’t know, means it helps inhibit the growth of cancer cells.
My toast - Oncostatic
My Matcha - Oncostatic
My whatever-the-hell-I-want-to-name Oncostatic - becomes a bit more Oncostatic
This is a playful, amateur (me) Ai image of MELATONIN
- a naturally Oncostatic molecule.
I know that a year from now, this entire landscape will be unrecognisable.
AI already has a PhD in almost every medicine that ever existed. The next frontier is energy medicine. Quantum healing. It’s happening. Here we go.
My best friend, who teaches and lives ancestral medicine, is against using AI. She refuses to input the wisdom she holds from the lineages she protects. So respectful! We both support each other’s approach deeply, holding the duality. And we’re having wonderful conversations.
This has been A dream to read…
I’ve been reading Dissection Diaries by Dr. Melissa Sell, a real-time account of her cadaver dissection training. At top medical schools, she says, they no longer work with real bodies. The human form has been replaced with a human-sized iPad. Her writing is raw, reverent. It’s so the kind of information I’m enjoying right now.
Highly recommend. Dissection Diaries on Substack
Another-worldly-dream, pressed into a square image.
My favourite dream ever started like this⤵
I’ll save the epic adventure that this shape-shifting entity took me on — as he held my hand on a mountain cliff, and we dove off into the void, danced through light fields, melded diamonds and played inside scaffolding made of soft, metal rods.
I’ve never forgotten that dream. It still feels somewhat visceral, even though it was about 25 years ago. When I created an image of the opening scene with AI this year, my entire body felt the joy of it again. I can not tell you how happy it made me. Like finding a LONG LOST photograph of someone you madly loved when you were young and your heart was so wide and alive and fleshy. It reminded me of who I am at my core. My best .
And that’s the point.
Me and AI- did that for me.
I Play With Energy
BECAUSE WE CAN.
My iPhone screen saver is a 24-sided Vogel crystal.
A precision-cut wand engineered to change form and frequency. Only a handful of people in the world are trained to cut quartz in this way, following the exact specifications developed by Marcel Vogel, the same IBM scientist who helped invent liquid crystal display technology.
Yes, the screen you're reading this on. LCD technology.
CUSTOMS AND IMMIGRATION
Late-pandemic. So slightly less cortisol ripping through my body, knowing I probably no longer needed to show my pirated app and Photoshopped va*x BS&sit certificate.
BUT STILL, anxious.
At passport control, my phone rested on that little ledge, wand pointing, quietly doing its job.
I am questioned.
He smiles.
He stamps.
Can we have some FUN with this for God’s sake?
I am only AI-leaning.
Leaning in. Not engulfed
Not enmeshed.
But, I do believe shit’s about to get very un-real.
And we are building it too, with every input, lest us not forget.
My Glue Stick (Antidote)
To counter balance the amount of tech I’m interacting with, and since I don’t watch series (will binge till bleeding eyes) - I am spending my evenings cutting and gluing . Like all middle aged childless women do?
This is my first piece.
I’m not trying to be an artist.
I’m doing this as an act of defiance,
Of presence.
Of mind mastery.
These are cut outs from a magazine from the 60’s.
Aren’t they Fabulous?
Not much is yet coming close to what we’ve already done, throughout art history.
I made up an Acronym: P.AI.A
It means PRE-AI-ART
We will probably need it.
And hopefully celebrate it, with our aprons on.
Thank you for reading this!
I am so grateful
Emily
xo