It started out as a need for some coffee. I met with my buddies, Ryan and Frank, at the local coffee shop that has recently dropped the letters from its logo. I even ordered some nasty light, skim, weird mocha coffee something or other to keep up with my new attitude of March. We talked and laughed and discussed many things...tv shows, fitness, philosophy...you name it. I made mention of my still sore ankle. You remember the one I hurt after flying off of the step? Frank went on to tell me more about his recent study of Reiki and offered up a quick session of healing. I did not hesitate. First of all I have respected a few masters of this practice through the years. Then there was the fact that I watched my Mom's numbers change on the monitor while she was in the hospital during a Reiki treatment.
Though the sounds of seagulls and the ocean playing in the background kind of made me feel like giggling I have to say it was a wonderful feeling. I was open to the experience and waited to see what would happen next. Not only did I feel a warmth and a tingling but I was extremely relaxed at the same time. The crazy part is while both of his hands were on either side of my head but not touching anything there was actually a few small shocks...you know the type you get when you run around on a carpet to zap someone? Nobody was moving and yet the energy was that strong. He concentrated on my knee for a bit even though I did not mention it being sore. As he moved down to my ankle I could feel the warmth move as well. It was a very unique and comforting feeling. The ankle felt better at first. I was prepped that sometimes it takes a bit for the energy to move through. On the way home while just driving my car it felt very different...almost painful for a quick burst and then quickly changed to feeling the best it has felt since the tumble.
I left today open for a new thing to present itself to me. I'm so glad things went the way they did. After a very productive morning it was nice to spend some time with good friends and some healing...emotional and physical. I am grateful for the time he spent with me...oh and Frankie, if you should go on to practice Reiki ...you realize you HAVE to call it Freiki!
So beautiful.
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