This topic is based on the principle that we are condemned to repeat that which we can’t remember or history repeats itself.  The jails in the USA are bulging to capacity and we feel the remedy is to build more jails rather than look at their actions from the fetal point of view.  There are many categories of criminals, yet some basic threads exist which relate to the inuterine experience.   Criminals are acting on a feeling imposed on them by well meaning parents and some not so well meaning.  The emotions of pain, anger, fear, greif, apathy and unconsciousness(sexuality) are acted out and when they harm another  person,  we call them criminals.  Lets look at these crimes with  unconditional love with out judgement.   I propose “the theory” that there is an inuterine memory fueling crime and terrorism.  Lets start with the bottom of the scale of emotions at unconsciousness(sexuality).  Common crimes here would be rape, polygamy, pedifile, underage sexual intercourse, internet sexual predator, and the list goes on.  So, rather than judge these activities as wrong, lets look at them with unconditional love and apply “the theory”.  Simply put, criminals are doing what was done to them in the womb and dare to act out on the feeling.   A fetus is not asked by the parents if its OK to intrude on its space (rape).  There are three people involved, mom, dad and baby.  (Polygamy)  Adult stem cell research has shown that the fetal stem cells cross the placenta into the mom which explains why women tend to glow when they are pregnant as they have extra stem cells from their baby renewing their vitality.  There is a chemical alarm signal which calls for extra stem cells to be released during stress (like a heart attack) and the mother and father both have a suppressed memory of their own inuterine experience which all of a sudden the find some nourishment from as they have sex during pregnancy, they don’t ask their growing fetus if he/she likes it, the fetus has no choice but to take it up the yin/yang.  The fetus releases extra stem cells from the bone marrow into circulation to deal with the suffocation it experiences during uterine orgasm and likely the mom and dad are energetically nourishing their own suffocation memories at the expense of their unborn child.  Children want so much to please their parents after birth as a result of this early suffocation programming and we call it family ties.  Yet the anger is buried deep in the  psyche of the fetus and as they enter puberty and begin to mature sexually, these fierst impressions of the sexual energy come back and rebellion sets in toward their parents.  Many stories of children killing their parents are surfacing in the media. (Pedifile)  The suffocation memories also fuel underage sexual intercourse as teens have sex with older males or females.  The fierst impression of the sexual energy was with our  parents so the real instigators of this age difference would be parents.  Imagine locking up all parents that have sex during pregnancy for underage sexual intercourse with their own child.  So now the current buzz is about internet sexual predators.  This will be fun.  So, what posture are we in when at a computor?  Answer=Fetal  So a laptop or desktop computor compares with the only thing we had to play with in the womb which was our placenta.   We all spent 9 months in the fetal position and some folks live at their computors, create their income, pay their bills, a one stop shopping center.  Sounds closer and closer to the inuterine experience to me.  So we start chatting with a sweet young thing about sex and all of a sudden we are tuned into the feelings we experienced in the womb when we used hormones, stem cells, etc to communicate with our first love, our mom.  Since we all want to remember the safety, security of the womb, its all quite honest and natural to create a format to feel these feelings, hence internet sexual predators.  Parents are condemning this as they are jealous as that is their sweet stuff so we must call these predators criminals as the only other alternative would be to put all the parents in jail for instigating internet sexual predators with fetal fuxation.  The blame game is the favorite American past time and fuels the lawyers, insurance, judicial, even governmental institutions.  No wonder no research has ever been done to monitor the fetal response to sex during pregnancy.  Wake up America. 

Terrorism is a form of the blame game.  America is full of terrorists locked in jail cells.  Rather than face this, we expose the terrorist’s in other countries and take them to war cause we have a bigger stick.  go figure. 

This is a huge topic to me as I have spent 12 years now unraveling from my own subconscious mind the way I “breathed” in the womb.  The pulsing of my naval has been a constant part of this journey.  Each time I elicit the nasal pain by gently drawing water one nostril at a time across my nasal membranes my naval begins to pulse.  I can feel this pulse at specific other points which are synchronized with the naval pulse.  These points include the heart reflex points on the hands and feet, my eyelids blinking, the right half of my soft palate, the right occiput and temporal bone area, and the bridge of my nose area.  These points will pulse the strongest right after I elicit the nasal pain.  I use a snorkel and curl up in the fetal position in my very deep bathtub which I fill with warm water to mimic the cellular memories from the womb.  I have tried many water additives over these 12 years to awaken the nasal memories as they occured in the womb.  Currently I use 2 tsp of Hawaiin Sea Salt and 2-3 tsp of Redmond Clay each time I go “down under”.  I was introduced to colonics 15 years or so ago and had learned how to give myself a colonic.  I did colonics on a regular basis prior to 1996 when I first started eliciting the nasal pain.  The intensity of the nasal pain stirred such a physical detoxification that I found it absolutely necessary to do a colonic and soak together so I could keep working at whatever job I was doing at the time.  The fascination with my research has been my priority and the other aspects of my life have revolved around this journey back into the feelings of the womb experience.  I have been the only participant in this research until last year when Claire decided to join me.  Every other person I have shared this IUB with in the past 12 years has had such a resistance to these memories within themselves that they have justified judging my efforts as wrong, evil, bla bla bla bla bla.  Yet they had not the courage to prove them wrong by simply trying what I did.  We have all spent our time in the womb and these memories are in all people, each with their unique patterns.  Claire is writing her experiences down and I am enjoying having her share her experiences with me.    Maybe in time she will be interested in sharing her experiences.   The physical healing rewards make it worth the effort so I hope my humble attempt  to communicate is helpful to you. 

So, back to the actual IUB.  There is a relaxed form of the IUB which is so nourishing, comforting and healing that I call it my happy place.   The pulsing and pain are more intense when I first draw water across the ethmoid plate which are the nerves in the nasal passage which sense different aromas.   I am curled in the fetal and simply love the pain while keeping perfectly still.  Since all of the womb memories are recorded in the fetal position, I find that remembering this experience of the IUB can best be remembered in the stillnes of the fetal position.  Each time has different sensations which prevents boredom.  The peace and calm that follows the storm of pain is so worth it.  I am able to exit my bath and sleep so soundly.  Its like whatever stress I have experienced since my last trip down under is wiped away and I go back to my happy place.  So first let me share the areas of the body involved with the IUB.  The pulsing happens on its own, but the fetus has conscious control of just 2 mechanical aspects of the IUB, how hard we suck and how hard we push.  There are an unlimited number of settings or control tools we have to regulate the flow of blood back and forth from the placenta.  The umbilical cord has 2 arteries and 1 vein.   The blood flows simultneously in both directions along the cord so the fetus has the ability to create a sucking action and a pushing action simultaneously.  The anatomy of where the 2 arteries and 1 vein go to after entering the naval is what creates this control mechanism.  The vein is bringing 02 and glucose from the mom and this enters the naval and goes toward the heart and dumps into the hepatic vein which is then shunted into the Rt. Atrium of the heart to be sent to the rest of the growing fetus.  The two arteries on the other hand travel toward the feet and branch off the iliac artery on our inner thigh.  The blood from the iliac arteries is full of metabolic waste and CO2 laden red blood cells.  I would encourage you to google ”fetal circulation” and look at some of the excellent movies, diagrams etc available to get a grasp on what is known about the fetal circulation.  Experts still admit there are gray areas.  I have been tapping into the actual record within myself, so I read what they have learned and try to correlate it with the feelings I experience ”down under”.

There are 3 diaphragms which work to create this push/suck force in the umbilical cord.  The pelvic, thoracic, and soft palate.  You use these each time you go # 2 to create the pressure to push out your pooh.  We used these in the womb to push our “pooh”  out the 2 arteries.  Sucking on a straw or cigarette is the same action we used in the womb to draw nutrients along the umbilical cord.  We drank amniotic fluid through our nose and mouth and then would urinate every 30 minutes and inevitably drink a small amount of our urine.  The resistance to this memory is intense, isn’t it:):).  The amount we drank would determine the intrathoracic pressure which would help control the pressure at the naval.  Now, we had these controls but they are no match for uterine orgasm which stops the flow of blood coming and going.  These are the storms we learned to survive by controling how hard we sucked & pushed.  Watch how a fish breaths and then try to mimic it.  We learned to utilize these controls and did our best against parents who had also learned to utilize these controls and they subconsciously wanted their children to be just like them so they would teach their children about sex long before they were even born.  Sex education begins in the womb, like it or not my friend.  With the uterus contracted, we went into our survival routine which we had to act out each time mom and dad did it.  We would gorge on amniotic fluid till our eyes were bulging and then vomit it back out to create a change in the pressure at the naval.  Anaerobic metabolism was forced on us as the C02 built up.  The blood is shunted to the core organs like in drowning victims.  The skin is painfully cut off and this memory fuels the tatoo and piercing industry.  Tatoos are a way of expressing the painful memories of fetal asphyxia.  So you goody two shoe moms and dads that can’t understand the language of the tatoo and piercings, it is a reflection of your sex education to your child before they were born.  How’s that for a guilt trip.  Yet, you were merely doing what was done to you by your well meaning parents.  The major control center for the push/suck mechanism was in the throat area.  Kissing with pursed lips is the same action we used to create a sucking pressure at the naval.  A big smile is the facial action we used to push at the naval.  You can practice going back and forth between pursed lips and a big grin while holding your breath and perhaps get in touch with your old survival pattern you used to survive the inuterine storms.  If you can wrinkle your forehead back and forth, this was another set of muscles we used to change the naval pressure.  The hair loss patterns are tied to these memories also but that is fodder for another blog.  Can you wiggle your ears back and forth?  Again, another set of muscles we used to change the pressure at the naval.  How about all the wrinkles around the eyes, yet another set of muscles we used to change the presure at the naval.  The crows feet wrinkles at the outside corners of the eyes also rocked back and forth in the push/suck mechanism I call the IUB.  The sphincters of the rectum and bladder were also at work in the lower body expanding and contracting with each breath.  Watch a chickens asshole as they breath sometime and you’ll see this pattern as it synchronizes with the diaphragm.

What the hell,  the hair loss patterns are a reflection of the suffocation memories imposed during uterine orgasm.  To make sense of this, I must intrduce the concept of mirror images.  We start as a single cell at conception, divide into two mirror cells and continue dividing for about 40 generations by birth.  About 12 more generations occur by age 18 when we stop growing.  Yet our adult stem cells continue to renew our bodies throughout our life, we just don’t grow anymore.  If your still with me, then here is the connection between balding/graying patterns and uterine orgasm.  The hair of our bodies has mirror images in the cappilaries of the cord and placenta.  The hair of the head is mirrored in the cappilaries at the uterine/placental junction.  These cappilaries are woven between the uterine muscles and are clamped off during orgasm.  This cellular memory later manifests as hair loss.  Every part of our upper body has a mirror in the lower body as it came from the same tissue layer during embryonic development.  So, some obvious mirrors would be the tongue and penis/clitoris, knees down & elbows down, occiput and sacrum.  I have used applied kinesiology to ask the innate intelligence in the body what the mirror image is of every bone, muscle and organ of the body and have them listed in other writings.  There are 3 one sided organs in the body, namely the spleen/pancreas, liver, and heart.  The mirror image embryologically of these organs is housed in the placenta which has similar functions as these organs.  The hair of the head is divided among the 3 organs with the hair on the top of the head represented by the liver, the hair on the sides of the head by spleen/pancreas, and the beard/facial hair representing the heart.  The eyebrows are mirrored in the cappilaries of the 2 umbilical arteries after they enter the naval and the nasal hair is mirrored by the capillaries of the umbilical vein after in enters the naval.  The mirror image of the cappilaries of the two umbilical arteries is mirrored by the armpit hair and the mirror image of the cappilaries of the umbilical vein is mirrored in the pubic hair.   So all the body hair has energy connections to the cord and placental memories which we all loved and which has created a big industry that deal with washing, combing, brushing, cutting, coloring, curling, plucking, shaving, braiding(3 strands=2arteries and a vein), drying, perming, bla bla bla bla bla.  All this attention to hair is simply a reflection of forgetting our IUB.   When we are born, we are forced to breath air into our lungs to get our O2 so we gradually forget.  By age 4-5, we have been trained by our elders to forget.  Since I have been remembering the IUB, I have had interesting encounters with young children in that I will go into the IUB in their energy field and they will be so open and friendly with me that it scares their parents as their children are supposedly shy, yet the 2-3 year olds havn’t completely forgotten their IUB, thats why adults love to hold little babies, to remind them of the feelings they have suppressed.   Some parents are openly judgemental against me as they have forgotten and can’t understand this non-verbal communication between me and their young child.  The most common fear they justify judging me for is that I am a pedifile.  In reality, they are the pedifile when they fucked their children in the womb.  They sexually molested their own children.  The resistance to this is why the media has so many stories about pedifiles because of the mass unconsciousness around the effect of sex during pregnancy on the developing fetus.  I love being with the children and they love being with me, just breathing together.  I attended a local church here in Monmouth and was drawn to working as an aid/teacher in the nursery with 2-3 year olds.  The instructor had a hard time controlling some of the kids prior to my arrival, yet she would often say that I had a gift working with children.  They could feel  that I breathed the way that they did not too long ago.  They were so happy as most adults have completly forgotten how to belly breath.  Some oriental martial arts teach that the vital CHI energy comes from belly breathing. 
I was so happy going to church to be with my kids, and they even let me teach a few lessons about Jesus which I loved doing as we breathed together.  Having been raised in the Mormon Faith raised some concerns by the parents so the preacher and elders sat in on one of my lessons and they were touched in their hearts as to the reality that the kids really loved me, plus I toned my lessons to fit into the bible only beliefs.  To me it was just about loving the kids and they got it.  I was accepted until I decided to write an article in the Monmouth Paper which expressed my views on Sex during Pregnancy.  I was quickly removed from the children by the fears this raised in the hearts of the parents who had been letting me teach their children.  Anyway, I have to get to work soon so all for now.  Jeff

Since November, 06, I have taken Stem Enhance from Stem Tech Health Sciences and promote this product part time.  My full time job is as a welder at Midstate Manufacturing  in Galesburg where I have worked since November, 06 also.  This product releases 4 million Adult Stem Cells from my own bone marrow into circulation just 45 minutes after taking 2 capsules.  If you are like me, such a concept was so foreign to me that I wondered why would I want to do that.  Then I started researching what all the media frenzy around adult stem cells was and discovered for myself why such big money is being spent to find ways to clinically apply adult stem cells to the many diseases humanity experiences.  As you have read in my previous posts on my blog, my journey has centered around the inuterine experience and understanding the effect of sex during pregnancy on the developing fetus.  The pain/pleasure complex I have been remembering over the past 12 years involved specific areas of my body with which I was very familiar.  The real reason Stem Enhance is so exciting to me is that the additional adult stem cells have truly enhanced my former jouney and has become an integral part of it in that my skin began to heal the chronic rashes on my anterior thighs and ankles.   Also, I have struggled with depression since puberty which I have found incredible relief if not healing from.  In theory in made sense to me that I began as a big stem cell at conception and have continued renewing my body every year since using Stem Enhance to release the Adult Stem Cells from my own bone marrow.  Science has proven that aging slows the release of Adult Stem Cells into circulation so Stem Enhance has been a perfect fit not just from my experience, but also with the current media frenzy about Adult Stem Cells.  The past 12 years as I have been remembering my inuterine journey, I have done so faced with the rejection from family, friends and peers.  I have been “blacksheeped” so many times for my consistant insistance that sex during pregnancy kills all of us humans in the end that I trust that my prayers for relief will come with the end of time which for me will be the revelation of the contents of the subconscious mind.   We survive quite well for our allotted time and wonder how a just God can allow us to suffer as we refuse to be responsible for collectively creating and supporting the common human experience of sex during pregnancy with its resultant effect on our children.  So, Stem Enhance has given me a spark of hope  as I continue to dig within my own inuterine memories.  My most recent realization I expressed in my post titled “Hold that Sneeze”.  If you have not tried Stem Enhance yet, I am almost certain that it will stir your own genetic and personal experiences from the womb if you simply try it.   I wonder if any of the other users of Stem Enhance have a feeling that the health benefits they experience are because there are enough stem cells around to go back in time and heal some of the inuterie suffocation memories we have labeled with a multitude of disease names in modern medicine.  Regardless,  the additional stem cells in circulation are improving the quality of life for many and will continue to do so as the wonderful blessing of Stem Enhance filters its way through the cast out and down trodden of society, bringing them back as useful citizens.  We the  people will then cause those who think they are running this show to acknowledge that God works in mysterious ways his wonders to perform.  In love and light, I AM  Jeff Schofield  D.C.

Hello, Ever wonder why the only cleansing mechanism our bodies have that we say God Bless You for is the sneeze?  Coughing, hiccuping, shitting, farting, pissing, vomiting, burping, sweating, crying, blowing the nose and breathing are the other cleansing mechanisms that come to my mind that don’t carry any blessings from God.  I have heard it said that more force is generated when we sneeze than any of the other cleansing mechanisms.  Most of the cleansing mechanisms in my list have a focus of energy at the naval if you think about it.  If you want to, go through the cleansing mechasims in the list and feel what parts of your body are involved during the cleansing process.   Some other substances the body releases are earwax, ejaculate, menstrual flow, vaginal lubricants, prostate secretions added to sperm on ejaculation. 

Anyway, lets look at the sneeze.  I am excited about the correlation I am experiencing between the suffocation memory imposed during maternal orgasm and the sneeze.  Most of you have either done this yourself or seen someone else attempt to clamp off a sneeze.  Embarrassment is the feeling generally that causes us to suppress the sneeze.  Sometimes the air comes out the ears.  In fact, a common way of unplugging the ears during a flights takeoff and landing is to clamp the nose, close the mouth and blow air out the ears to clear the pressure in the eustachion tube.  The past 2 months I have been experiencing a jerk that comes out of nowhere.  As I have allowed this feeling to expand and expose its true origins, low and behold it has revealed itself as the clamped off sneeze.  In the womb, we are not able to sneeze as we do now as we had no air in our lungs to expell.  I have experienced that this pattern is tied to my sexual energy and that by masturbating and eliciting the jerk on each downstroke of my penis, the suffocation memory of the effect of sex during pregnancy is revealing itself to a greater degree than in the past.  No wonder all these “God Bless You’s” are heard when someone sneezes as we all have some form of the suffocation memories, personal or genetic, and the pain/pleasure complex it stirs in the subconscious mind of someone that hears a sneeze evokes a genuine desire that the person sneezing doesn’t have to keep experiencing that as the persons who hears it doesn’t want to feel that memory within themselves.  Its like when I was a chiropractor keeping everyone else out of pain because I subconsciously figured that if I could keep them out of pain, I wouldn’t have to feel my own pain.  I am not sure where I heard it but a saying I like to quote is “We become the thing we need the most”.    Another saying I quote often is ” We are condemned to repeat that which we can’t remember” or “History repeats itself”.   Most of us have forgotten conception to age 3-4 years old and I believe this collective unconsciousness is what is fueling everything we create in the outer.  These outward creations stir a feeling contained within this mass unconsciousness.  As soon as we remember the feeling, the “things” no longer catch our attention.  The cure for the common cold is to stop the cause of the congestion which is the contraction of the uterus elicited by sex during pregnancy.  This slows or even stops the flow of blood between the fetus and the placenta and this memory comes back to haunt us during the cold and flu season.  Sure, medicine has wonderful ways of suppressing these cold symptoms yet admits its failure in discovering the cure for the common cold.  Its big money with all the nasal decongestants, cough syrups, throat lozenges and kleenex. Some Illegal drugs also use the nasal membranes to access the subconscious mind.  I find it “pefect” as I have found these memories behind the nasal pain I elicit when I draw water across my nasal membranes.  This pain is the capstone to all the memories of the inuterine experience.  My naval still pulses each time I go down under with my snorkel, even after 12 years.  I am not alone anymore in this experience as my wife Claire has these same experiences now unraveling from within her and she just started her journey last fall, 2007.  Fascinating is the word we both use to describe the daily variety of the memories as they are loved and sent on to the light of God that never fails to force the purification.  Violet light is commonly visualized flooding our mind as these feelings are evoked, enjoyed, and loved.  If you are unaware of the healing benefits of violet light, I suggest you google  “Saint Germain” and study his teachings regarding the Violet Consuming Flame.  

Our first clock was the placenta on the wall of the uterus.   It dictacted our life as we built our body.  We had no choice  but to listen to the tick tock of our moms heartbeat.   We actually built our clock from 1/3rd of the humble beginnings we began with at conception when that lucky sperm penetrated that big egg.  We checked in at the local inutero motel and began building our clock.  It was soft and warm like a teddy bear.  As our body grew in size, so did our clock.   We were such good builders, carefully following the DNA blueprint with high hopes that the weather would cooperate and that we would meet our completion date in 9 months.  Our sponsors DNA had some faulty construction codes which we were obliged to follow.  Every heartbeat reminded us that we were  completely helpless and dependant on our host.  We quickly learned that the only control we had was how hard we sucked and pushed at our naval to keep our cord blood flowing back and forth between us and our clock.  Mom and Dad knew we were building away, yet they could not help but give us the same love and affection they had recieved from their respective host’s.  It really put a damper on  the quality of bulding materials available when they would have sex.   We couldn’t get a loan of fresh blood cells from our blood bank, plus the garbage removal service was on strike.  Even though this would only last for 5-30 minutes each time,  the cumulative effect of the all the times mom and dad “did it” would cause our inutero motel to rock and roll which made cleanup impossible, plus the building materials were faulty.   Our hearts began to harden towards our sponsors and we made some subconscious mental notes to remind us to give them hell when we got out of prison.  We had to increase our blood pressure to get things to flow along our tight rope, it was a delicate balancing act to say the least.  Life at times was great, at other times it sucked.  Our clock was always there doing its job of giving us oxygen laden blood cells and also taking out the garbage which mom would dispose of.  Our supply line was attached in the middle of our clock and then all these bloodlines went out to all parts of our first piece of property and fertilized our garden.   Our lifeline had two arteries and one vein all wrapped around like candy cane stripes.  Sugar was our favorite treat and thankfully we didn’t have to worry about cavities.   It would have been so much easier to build our body if our sponsors could refrain from the rock and roll acitivities, but like the song goes, we built this city on rock and roll.  So quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep, I’m rocking my baby cause babies don’t keep.  In love & light, I AM  Jeff

Sex during pregnancy resulting in uterine orgasm decreases or stops the flow of blood along the umbilical cord between mom and baby for 5-30 minutes.  What is the effect of this common practice on the developing fetus?  I imagine its like holding your breath or the current hot topic of waterboarding.   Science could easily document the fetal response with 4-d ulstrasound, yet they are kept at bay by the morals of society.   There are scientists that study cord blood flow but as far as I know, they havn’t studied it during uterine orgasm.   The animal kingdom has been the studied and it does appear that a decrease in blood flow along the cord has damaging effects on the developing animal being studied.   When I first started to come to my conclusions on sex during pregnancy,  I worked on a farm feeding the animals which included chickens.  I would incubate and hatch baby chicks, with candleing at 7-8 days being a part of the process,  The chicks would toss and turn as I candled them and gave me a feeling of when I was in the womb.  I decided to try and see if I could seperate the 7 day old chick from the yolk without killing it and see how it responded to having its blood supply cut off.  I would break the egg in two leaving the embryonic chick on the air sack half of the egg and then set it above the light on my candler, a light bulb inside a box with a hole in it.  The warmth from the light was the same as the warmth in the incubator so the only difference as far as the chick was concerned was that the cord blood flow had ceased.  At first the embryonic chick just lay there as if all was well.  Gradually, it began moving in a slow, rhythmic suck push pattern which gradually increased in freguency and speed.   This increase occurred for about 20 minutes then gradually began to slow until the it died at about 30-35 minutes.  I have repeated this several times to verify the consistency of this pattern and even made a video of it which I still have.   I coined the term “IUB” which is short for Inuterine Breathing Mechanism to represent the way man and animals breath inutero.  The embryonic chick had a definate survival system in place to attemp to restore the cord blood flow as evidenced by the slow, rhythmic suck push pattern I observed as it was slowly suffocating to death.    Uterine orgasm in women can last from 5-30 minutes.  The placenta has woven its blood vessels inbetween the muscles of the uterus.  When the uterus contracts during orgasm or delivery, this basic anatomy of the uterus and placenta results in the blood flow being slowed or stopped.  Medicine turns a blind eye to the contractions of orgasm but admits that the contractions of delivery cut off the blood supply to the baby and would kill the baby if the contractions were not spaced.  So that blind eye I referred to is their own resistance to their own pain/pleasure complex imposed on them by well meaning parents who were doing to their child what was done to them by their well meaning parents.  We call it, all is fair in love and war.   Happy 200&great,  Jeff

Hello fellow wombmates:  Yeah, that means you too.   I watched What the bleep do we know last night and would like to be connected to someone in that arena to dialogue with some of those scientists on the effect of maternal orgasm on the developing fetus.  Unless you help me out, I am resolved to simply type out my views to the matrix and let them fit in where they best fit.  Why has research bypassed this most common of human experiences?  We justify abortion which kills the fetus, yet we can’t justify observing the fetus respond to uterine orgasm.  The guttoral street language spoken in every culture is the language of the cell.  Consider that a cell reproduces, (fuck etc) , excretes metabolic waste, (shit&piss),  and absorbs nutrients(eating or hunger pain).   Look at life on the street and you will see hunger, sex, pissing, and some shitting.  So the correct interpretation of a common phrase of the guttoral language often spoken in anger is “God Damn Mother Fucker”.  Translation from the fetal memory in all of us as spoken in the silence of the womb is a phrase like “get off me you god damn mother fucker”.  Those fluent in the guttoral language will understand what I am saying.  The basic components of the guttoral language are shitting, fucking, pissing and eating.  Consider all the books written that cover these cellular functions.  Consider how much money is spent trying to alleviate suffering caused when these bodily functions fail.  Consider the judgements of the right and wrong ways to shit, fuck, piss, and eat set by society and which differ widely from culture to culture.  Sex during pregnancy is only practiced among humans, all other mammals don’t have sex after conception.  In fact, the example of the animal kingdom regarding sex during pregnancy is fascinating.  A pregnant mare will trample the stallion that tries to mount her, the same is true with a sow and a boar.  So why does the lie continue that sex during pregnancy is OK?  Its because of our resistance to the pain/pleasure complex we all experienced as the uterus contracts during orgasm, the blood stops flowing for 5-30 minutes and we become experts at survival before we are even born.  What would it take to actually let the fetus have its say on the matter?  Bravery, thats what, simply bravery to stand up against the lie we are programmed to believe.  5000+ abortions occur in the USA every day.  That is big money.  Many women having abortions have had sex many times before aborting their child.   Why not offer to pay for their abortion in exchange  for monitoring the response of their unaborted child to a uterine orgasm?  Or what about approaching playboy, and asking them to sponsor such an investigation.  Fetal Pornography.  That ought to create some discussion in Sunday School.  There is a research department at Southampton University in England that is called Developmental Origins of Adult Disease.  It used to be called Fetal Origins of Adult Disease or FOAD.  I like FOAD cause it uses Fetus, a term lay people can understand. 

Researchers  are on the right track, they are simply not including the effect of maternal orgasm on nutrient supply to the fetus. They have even taken pictures of 12 women involved in a 6 year study to follow their child inutero and after birth to correlate nutrition with health of the child.  They have posted these pictures on the web.  Why not ask these women to be photographed having sex with their partner, and also monitoring the fetal response?  Because we would uncover the source of most of societies challenges, it would end the blame game, as we collectively realize we have all been fucked up and are enforcing that on our kids so they will support us in our fucked-upness.  We call it family bonds, bloodlines, thicker than blood, loyalty, mafia, etc.   Well, enough for now,  I will continue later as its is time to go to bed and sleep.  Jeff Schofield  D.C.

Hello, This is exciting to me to share my journey of discovering the contents of the memories I experienced during my 9 month incarceration in my mothers womb.  Incarceration may sound harsh simply because it stirs the reality of the pain pleasure complex within yourself.  If you choose to read on, I will do my best to take you back to your other half, your cord and placenta and the feeling of wholeness you felt whenever mom and dad weren’t fucking things up for you as you tried to create a beautiful body, be you male or female, the memories are within you and in todays terminology are called the “subconscious mind”.  The awareness of the effect parents have on the developing fetus are being studied intensely in every arena except the effect of maternal orgasm on the fetus.  For some reason, (resistance to the pain/pleasure complex) researchers have been kept at bay from observing the real time reaction of the fetus to maternal orgasm.  I have found a way to access that memory.  It began about 10 years ago as I struggled to understand how I could be responsible for the pain I was experiencing from my divorce.  Pain is resisted in society as evidenced by all the legal and illegal drugs, alchohol, etc that suppress memory of the pain.  Love is the only way to rise through our pain.  Pain is the capstone to memory,   again,,, Pain is the capstone to memory….Watsu is a form of rebirthing using warm water, a snokel, a noseplug, and a facilitator which I tried about 18 years ago.  In 1994, I discovered that the pain of water up my nose was the capstone to the memories of my 9 months inutero.  This manifested as a very strong naval pulsing that always followed eliciting the nasal pain with water.  This naval pulsing has been a consistent part of my journey each and every time I curl up in my bathtub with my snorkel and gently draw water across my nasal membranes one at a time.  I call it my happy place, its like going back to my feelings I had when I was hooked up to my other half, my cord & placenta.   My pain/pleasure complex imposed inutero by my well meaning and loving parents has revealed itself to me one layer at a time over the past 13 years.  The purpose of this blog is to gradually put into print my experiential knowledge in the hope that maybe you will want to remember your own wholeness.   All for now,  Jeff Schofield  D.C.