And now comes the time when I have to let go of the old and prepare to walk through fire...
I’ve been going through some difficult times lately and today I treated myself to another fabulous energy session with my healer Kathryn.
This was the culmination of a tremendous weekend where I met up with an old friend on Friday and made some new ones on Saturday.
I've had more positive excitement in the last few days than I've had in the last few months and it felt good to put my troubles aside for a little while.
I’ve been worried about my life for so long and so steadily that I’ve gotten used to the tension. Except of course when I’m irritable and exhausted and then I realize that I’ve been wearing this burden like a hair shirt. I decided I needed a treatment as soon as possible.
Once again Kathryn had me stretch out on her table and then she put her fabulous hands on me. I had been worried that we wouldn’t be able to match the power I felt during our first session, but as usual, my worries were completely unfounded.
We far exceeded the progress that we made during that initial get-together and the experience was nothing short of astounding.
I honestly don’t understand exactly how this energy business works, but I’m perfectly comfortable with that.
I can accept Kathryn’s help and acknowledge her tremendous skill without having a detailed explanation of her actions. I just know that it works and I’m very thankful.
As Kathryn worked on me, she said she could feel some ancient family energy in my body that had to be released.
“Give it permission to leave and go into the Temple of Light,” she said gently as she held on to my shoulders.
And I did just that, with all kinds of blessings and love I sent this old power that no longer serves me to a better place. This wasn’t an exorcism or a violent emotional eviction, but a gentle acknowledgement that it was time for me and this old stuff to part company.
Step into the Light
Naturally I started crying, but Kathryn assured me that this was an important part of the process, akin to washing my face—only I was washing my soul’s face.
“Your higher self needs a change,” Kathryn told me, which probably explains this disruption I’m currently going through.
I’m turning 58 next week and I had always hoped that I would’ve been in a better frame of mind at this stage of my life. But Kathryn explained that the spirit ages differently from the body and by that reckoning you’re not an adult until you reach 60.
I always breathe so deeply and slowly during these sessions and I’m so relaxed that I don’t recognize myself. Usually I’m bouncing off the four walls, talking in a rapid-fire delivery that even I have trouble understanding.
We talked about the struggles I may be facing in the coming months and Kathryn advised me to get in touch with my inner master, so I could walk over the hot coals of life like a firewalker and not get burned.
I don’t know what the future has in store for me—no one does. But at least now I’m feeling more relaxed and less fearful.
As I left Kathryn’s office, I actually had to steady myself against the wall while I walked down the stairs. I was weak, but in a good way, drained of all the misery that I’ve carried for so long. I felt like a toddler taking his first steps.
When I got outside, I crossed the street to go to my local deli and the owner greeted me from behind the counter.
“How you doin’, buddy?” he asked.
There was absolutely no way I could describe what was going on inside of me so I just smiled and settled for the simple response.
“I’m doing fine,” I said.