When I told Janet I heard the word "Gateway", she brightened up.
"They want me to open the four Gates" She exclaimed! "We are doing a Yin treatment! "
This time I was laid on my back.
A Yin treatment, she explained was an Opening. The greatest Vulnerability, but in the safest space. It is mother energy. The energy of Love. They wish me to open myself up to love. What a beautiful energy to be held in. What an understanding that we must choose to open to experience what is always present.
We must be opened to be able to nourish the body, and nurture the soul. She places three points in my ears, one is Shen Men (the spirit calmer), Point zero ( grounding) and one other I can't recall. By the time she places those I am already beginning to drift.
As she is working I tell her I have had one of my dreams. I was in a bright sunny chasm in red rock. I can see blue sky and sun in front of me and there are many ledges of red rock I am climbing down. When I look straight down I feel what a base jumper must feel, although I am not at all tempted to jump. I can see ten thousand feet down as clear as a bell. I am so high I cannot imagine falling and yet I am at very real risk of falling. My feet scatter pebbles as I carefully make my way. I freeze in fear, and as I do a 17 and 19 year old, two boys rush past me in socks. "Take off your socks or you will fall" I shout as they slide past me and suddenly slip off the ledge and hang in mid air. And then I see the ripples and my heart instantly releases and they move off out of sight. It's water!!!! So clear I can't see where it begins or ends. I laugh loudly at my own fear and say outloud you can't fall through water.
Water for me is spirituality. That chasm, symbolic of the Universe in it's grand immensity. And those that guide me showed me two things. "Those were your boys" Janet said as I looked at her blankly. Yes. They were. Right down to the ages ( aren't dreams wonderful? What would make me describe age when I couldn't remember what they looked like). The went past me without fear and slipped easily into what I couldn't see. For all the worry, for all the fear, they will surpass me in this journey and with ease and grace. I can let go. And mostly my guides wanted to show me that no matter how vast it is, all that they have shared will catch me and support me. One cannot fall through water, no matter how deep.
I looked up the dream. The red rock canyon kept bringing up a place in Mecca. It is a holy place. To dream of descending down steep rocks speaks to fear and difficulty but the red, signifies deep connection and spiritual grounding.
The clear water means I am in touch with my true nature, my spirituality and I can see my way clearly, flowing in ease and grace.
She continued with her points and their beautiful names as I was sitting in the energy of feeling nurtured and nourished and she came to the last four points. She place two needles just below my collar bone on the right side and she smiled. "These are to help you see your way forward with clarity and vision, just like your dream. These are the windows of the soul." My heart once again cracked wide open under her hands and my eyes leaked releasing all that I have held on to for so very long.
The energy so swallowed, so controlled for many years is moving again. She placed a point between my brows and a great purple eye began wildly blinking on my forehead. I watched in awe. She place the last point at the crown of my head and there was a burst of light and then a deep sense of release, and peace. The Chi is tracing lines that have been tightly held, racing to nourish every inch of my body, to retrace ancient pathways and bring them back to life. My back is yielding, and my body is healing itself little by little. I am shifting on levels that I have not been able to reach on my own, with the help of this gentle healer. I am awed by this process. And I am in full surrender to my own divinity.
We must learn to listen when something calls to us. For it calls with a whisper, not a shout. We must get quiet enough to hear what is murmuring to our souls. At 15 the energy of acupuncture marked my soul. Perhaps I have used it in another lifetime. Who knows? But finding it again is like welcoming an old friend into the space of my heart. My body knows this healing art. It has awakened my energy in a way that nothing else has. I feel full of quiet gratitude to the Universe for leading me home.
"They want me to open the four Gates" She exclaimed! "We are doing a Yin treatment! "
This time I was laid on my back.
A Yin treatment, she explained was an Opening. The greatest Vulnerability, but in the safest space. It is mother energy. The energy of Love. They wish me to open myself up to love. What a beautiful energy to be held in. What an understanding that we must choose to open to experience what is always present.
We must be opened to be able to nourish the body, and nurture the soul. She places three points in my ears, one is Shen Men (the spirit calmer), Point zero ( grounding) and one other I can't recall. By the time she places those I am already beginning to drift.
As she is working I tell her I have had one of my dreams. I was in a bright sunny chasm in red rock. I can see blue sky and sun in front of me and there are many ledges of red rock I am climbing down. When I look straight down I feel what a base jumper must feel, although I am not at all tempted to jump. I can see ten thousand feet down as clear as a bell. I am so high I cannot imagine falling and yet I am at very real risk of falling. My feet scatter pebbles as I carefully make my way. I freeze in fear, and as I do a 17 and 19 year old, two boys rush past me in socks. "Take off your socks or you will fall" I shout as they slide past me and suddenly slip off the ledge and hang in mid air. And then I see the ripples and my heart instantly releases and they move off out of sight. It's water!!!! So clear I can't see where it begins or ends. I laugh loudly at my own fear and say outloud you can't fall through water.
Water for me is spirituality. That chasm, symbolic of the Universe in it's grand immensity. And those that guide me showed me two things. "Those were your boys" Janet said as I looked at her blankly. Yes. They were. Right down to the ages ( aren't dreams wonderful? What would make me describe age when I couldn't remember what they looked like). The went past me without fear and slipped easily into what I couldn't see. For all the worry, for all the fear, they will surpass me in this journey and with ease and grace. I can let go. And mostly my guides wanted to show me that no matter how vast it is, all that they have shared will catch me and support me. One cannot fall through water, no matter how deep.
I looked up the dream. The red rock canyon kept bringing up a place in Mecca. It is a holy place. To dream of descending down steep rocks speaks to fear and difficulty but the red, signifies deep connection and spiritual grounding.
The clear water means I am in touch with my true nature, my spirituality and I can see my way clearly, flowing in ease and grace.
She continued with her points and their beautiful names as I was sitting in the energy of feeling nurtured and nourished and she came to the last four points. She place two needles just below my collar bone on the right side and she smiled. "These are to help you see your way forward with clarity and vision, just like your dream. These are the windows of the soul." My heart once again cracked wide open under her hands and my eyes leaked releasing all that I have held on to for so very long.
The energy so swallowed, so controlled for many years is moving again. She placed a point between my brows and a great purple eye began wildly blinking on my forehead. I watched in awe. She place the last point at the crown of my head and there was a burst of light and then a deep sense of release, and peace. The Chi is tracing lines that have been tightly held, racing to nourish every inch of my body, to retrace ancient pathways and bring them back to life. My back is yielding, and my body is healing itself little by little. I am shifting on levels that I have not been able to reach on my own, with the help of this gentle healer. I am awed by this process. And I am in full surrender to my own divinity.
We must learn to listen when something calls to us. For it calls with a whisper, not a shout. We must get quiet enough to hear what is murmuring to our souls. At 15 the energy of acupuncture marked my soul. Perhaps I have used it in another lifetime. Who knows? But finding it again is like welcoming an old friend into the space of my heart. My body knows this healing art. It has awakened my energy in a way that nothing else has. I feel full of quiet gratitude to the Universe for leading me home.
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