As I write this post I’m conscious that it is not particularly linked to Reiki, other than in as much as everything seems to be linked these days. Reiki seems to be just one aspect of a whole new world that is gradually (or not so gradually as it happens) opening up to me, just one of several aspects that are turning my way of looking at life upside down. Or more precisely outside in.
During my waking hours I have become very conscious of energy, both in my surroundings, but also within myself. I frequently have pulsing sensations around various chakra – or at least I’m assuming it’s around chakra, I am new to all this & don’t know much about them - particularly my root chakra. My hands tingle and vibrate regularly throughout the day, even when I’m not doing Reiki. For example, I had my hands on my knees as I was being honest with friends about a subject I felt somewhat uncomfortable about, and my hands and knees pulsed as if in a Reiki session. They start tingling when I feel compassion for someone in a checkout queue. They throb when my teenage daughter has an angry outburst, and sometimes for no apparent reason at all. Sometimes it’s not my hands at all, but my feet that tingle, or a strong sensation in the pit of my stomach or my chest. I feel almost as if I have developed some sort of 24 access to all the healing benefits of Reiki, even when I haven’t tried to summon it. I don’t have to meditate for ages to see the flowing indigo colour that now frequently accompanies the Reiki sessions or my early morning musings; it just appears within seconds of me shutting my eyes. Although it sits a bit uncomfortably with the more cynical and analytical side of me that is challenging the logic of it all I’m coming to the conclusion that the colours are my spirit guide and, like a toddler learning to talk, I’m taking the first steps towards learning to communicate. And I keep having the nagging thought, totally out of place in my current life, that I’m here to help heal and as a messenger. I’ve also been having a recurring dream of riding a much-loved pony who is no longer with us, cantering forward as if into battle, both of us bathed in an extremely bright white light; what the heck is that all about?
Last night I found it extremely difficult to get off to sleep, I felt incredibly restless. I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t concentrate to read, I couldn’t focus to meditate. I was wearing my super seven necklace and had some hematite and shungite by the bed so I took the necklace off and moved the crystals further away. At this point the sensations became even stronger, leaving me feeling almost as if I was underwater and was struggling to breathe, so after ten minutes or so I put the necklace back on and for some reason felt it would help to put one of the rocks on my stomach and the other on my pubic bone. The overwhelming sensations immediately started to subside and I was able to sleep. When I woke in the early hours I was holding the two crystals one firmly in either hand.
At around 5 am I became aware that I was hearing a new sort of sound. Sort of like a ringing in the ears but much finer, not a nuisance as tinitus must be. When I listened more closely I heard there was more than one layer to it, there was one constant tone and then, another, much higher, an octave or so above it. As if I had tuned in to a radio frequency I had previously been unable to hear. Out came the trusty iPhone and yet another Google search made me wonder if it was not the beginnings of the opening of a channel of communication. I read there were exercises you can do to help the process along, so, listening hard, using my mind rather than my ears, I asked my spirit guide what I should call them. Nothing. I tried again. No reply. Again I asked. Instead of the voice or name I had been expecting an image of a bright orange flame flashed very briefly but clearly into my mind and then just as quickly went away. Eventually, I gave up asking for the name, resolving to come back to it on another occasion. I padded downstairs and finding it was frosty outside set about lighting the wood burner. As it lit, the flame rose up in exactly the same shape that had flashed into my mind only half an hour or so before. Whoa. I won’t lie, that freaked me out a bit. I mean, I’ve always known that there was some sort of higher power; I can even believe that it is possible to have lived past lives. But that experience suddenly lent some credibility to all those wacky fortunetellers I’ve always dismissed as just out to profit from the gullible, and has made me rethink the possibility of multiple dimensions of time.
Only a few minutes after I got up, I’m still nursing my first cup of coffee, and I can hear my husband outside trying to start the car ready to go out with clients. Normally a quick starter this morning’s frost had obviously given her other ideas and it sounded as if the battery was just about to run out. I could imagine his worry that he was going to be late for a very important meeting and sense his frustration. Remembering I’d read that many people had asked their angels or higher powers for help with mechanical problems and been given assistance I thought ‘Why not give it a go?’ and in my mind I formed the words ‘I’m not sure who I’m supposed to ask, whether it’s a particular angel or whether I just ask God, but could whoever it is give my husband a hand starting this car because this meeting is really, really important to the financial security of our family’. Immediately the car kicked into life. Okay, so it may have happened on its own anyway (I think not, I think the likelihood is that the battery was heading well towards needing a jump start), but there have just been too many coincidences, too many signs, in too short a space of time. And as I am typing this that lovely, almost sensual, tingling has flushed all over my body, starting in my feet, right up to my chin, and I can still hear the humming vibration I heard this morning.
Reading back through this blog it all seems insane, so ridiculously far removed from who I am. I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m going to stay open to all this, that it’s just too big for me to try to analyse, and that if I’m going to go along for the ride then I’ve got to take it as it comes, I can’t pick and choose the bits that suit me. It’s almost as if I’ve suddenly been given access to a whole package of new senses that have lain dormant within me. I can’t help feeling that this is all linked to the energetic changes I keep reading about, this evolution of mankind. I’m not losing my mind, I’m still as clear-thinking and rational as I always have been (and just as blonde) but I can’t be the only one feeling this can I? Surely? Who else is experiencing these profound changes? What are you feeling and sensing? I’d really love to hear your experiences and share with you.
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