I recently spent a long weekend with family in Walla Walla. My visit was dual-purposed: to spend time with family and friends before we leave Washington, and to receive my Reiki Master attunement from my Reiki teacher. The attunement was done inside of a labyrinth. As we called in the spirits of Reiki to join us, I could feel my ancestors all around me. It was awesome. A fun & lovely evening was spent with family and friends, and I slept peacefully that night, feeling especially loved and supported. My Aunt had given me a beautiful little book called Celtic Benediction, which contained morning and evening prayers for the week. While rooted in Christianity, the pagan Celtic leanings were strong and undeniable. I loved it immediately.The next morning, my Uncle realized he'd had a series of mild strokes, and the rest of the weekend was spent in ICU. My Aunt works at the hospital, so my Uncle was treated like a rock star. I was fortunate to have some very special ladies visiting their home at the time, and we joined forces to offer him healing by using a surrogate and the B.E.S.T. method I practice, together with Reiki. The energy was HUGE, and I was reminded of the power of leverage, of love, and of the Universe.
My trip would be incomplete without a visit to my new family, who live in my great grandparents old home. I spent a wonderful afternoon with the nicest people on the planet, hearing about the renovations and the garden, the neighbors, and goings on. We managed to have dinner another evening as well. I am so grateful to them for the love and care they give this old house, and for their friendship. I know the resident ghosts are happy about it too.
On my way out of town later that week, I stopped in to see my family at the Mountain View Cemetery. As the family genealogist, I especially love cemeteries and communing with my dead relatives. It always feels like a reunion picnic, minus the mayonnaise and flies. After a short visit, I hit the road. (okay, I may have stopped at my favorite winery too!) It had been quite a trip. I could still feel changes happening within me from the attunement, and it felt as though I was being connected to something so much bigger than myself.
Since losing my religion ten years ago, I have not felt comfortable with the concept of God, or even the word for that matter. Whenever others say it, I find myself translating in my head to "Universe" which is something I get. Life was easier when I believed in God. It was easier believing that someone else was in control, and I miss that simplicity and honestly, that lack of accountability & responsibility. This trip reminded me that while there may not be some old bearded man on a cloud directing earthly matters, there is an energy that binds us, that unites us, and perhaps that even guides us. It is within each of us. It's in the trees, the oceans, the earth, everywhere. And once we tap into it, we are never the same.
