Month: April 2013

Whenever situations arise that I have a hard time handling, there is Reiki.  For me, Reiki is that activity that I SHOULD do but for some reason don’t.  However little I practice on a daily basis it seems that it works for me when I am in the kind of dire straits where not much else helps.  I decided that last night would be a Reiki night and climbed into bed early.  Still, I didn’t immediately start Reiki.  After I had fallen asleep, then awakened, I started Reiki on myself.  I could feel tension easing as I moved from hand position to hand position.  Generally, I do not sleep on my back (I am the ball you would see under the covers) but because of the Reiki positions, that was the position I slept in.  And I slept like a baby.  I slept so well that when I awakened, I didn’t feel groggy or anything.  I just woke up – still on my back.  Today I have attempted to stand back from the situation that brought me to this Reiki point without the usual worry that situations like these entail.

Reiki is a hands-on (or hands-off/distance) healing method that channels energy flow to go where it is needed on a person’s physical, emotional and spiritual body.  The practice was “discovered” by a Japanese Buddhist monk (among other things that he was/did).  Mikao Usui, after having connected to the energy that is Reiki, then went on to teach the technique to others while also providing healing for people in the local area.  For a better handle of the history, I would recommend that you read this or this.  Or, of course you can Google it for more information as well.

Reiki was introduced to me by a guy who was working as a military contractor in the Middle East and Africa.  I was not spiritually inclined but listened to him describe to me an all over tingly feeling he would get while receiving a Reiki treatment.  The description sounded too hocus-pocus to me, especially coming from him with his uber-macho job, so I declined his offer of having a treatment done until I could look into what this Reiki tingly feeling thing was that he spoke of.  Months later, I went to the same place I took him so that I could tap into the tingly relaxed feeling he reported.  At the time, I was extremely on edge and realized that I could use some intense spiritual relaxation.  The practitioner, within moments, read me like the front page of a newspaper.  She moved beyond my carefully crafted facade and spoke of the real me that churned beneath the surface of my facade.  The me of the overactive mind that runs at breakneck speed at all times.  She saw it despite the fact that we didn’t spend much time talking.  I initially scheduled a short session with her which she said was too short to be effective and we agreed that I should return.

Months later, I did return for an hour long session.  If the first session revealed part of the real me, the second session revealed me in my entirety.  It wasn’t just a one-way street though.  During the treatment, I went off somewhere in a lucid dream.  I saw a house in a very green field that was very familiar to me although I had never seen it before.  I thought the house or place was in Ireland.  This session took place in 2003 or 2004.  However, while in Switzerland recently, I was shown a place that looked exactly like what I saw in my dreams – and it wasn’t Ireland.  Furthermore, the person who showed me the picture was someone with whom I felt time stand still and stretch into infinity.  It felt like a signpost.  That one session keeps bearing fruit years later.

As she wrapped up the session, she explained what she saw/sensed.  Much of what she mentioned, at the time, made no sense whatsoever.  Then I went to the doctor months later.  Over time, based on different conversations with different doctors, everything she saw/sensed and told me about was explained by my doctors as they worked to treat a medical problem that I had.  From that session, I became a believer. 

I went on to have surgery for the medical problem and had distance Reiki in advance for my surgery/hospital stay.  Other than the amazingly bad reaction to my pain medication (intense itching that felt like it was in my being instead of on the surface of my skin), the surgery and recovery was a breeze.  I was almost sashaying around the hospital ward before they released me.  After I left the hospital, I only took one pain pill and that was because I was “supposed” to.  After that one pill, I decided to wait for the pain to begin then take the pill.  The pain never began…

Since then I’ve gone on to have the Reiki attunements and learn about Reiki.  I had experiences a few years back that had me practicing Reiki on myself daily and sometimes several times throughout the day.  A side effect of that intense level of practice on myself is that I seemed to have opened myself to some unexpected “gifts”.  I began to have dreams about people that I knew.  The dreams felt different and when I asked questions (without revealing my dreams) it seemed that I was able to pick up what was going on in their lives.  It is that side effect that is probably at the heart of my reluctance to practice on myself.  I will continue to give myself treatments for a while to help me through this episode.  Maybe the gifts will remain in their package…