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Monday, February 22, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
My First Level One Reiki Teaching
I heard from an artist I had previously met about some local art course given at the Hockley Resource Center. This being so close to home I decided to check it out. The course had already started and I was too late so I browsed thru the reception area and picked up a brochure called Quantum Leap; a weekend workshop was to start in 2 weeks, I knew I had to attend.
My spouse thought I was loosing it and did not wish to attend with me. Little did I know at the time that this would be my first step to the Red Road. A lady Shaman called Sea Dancer ran the workshop and it was all based on the Sioux teachings of the Medicine Wheel and how we develop in the Circle of Life. There was an alter of rattles, symbols of snakes and animal skulls. This was totally against my Catholic upbringing so I had a little trouble adapting at first. However, I soon learned that these were all good people searching for a meaning in life and the universe.
I met a great person who was also a Reiki teacher at the workshop and he gave me his card. At that time I did not really know what Reiki meant but I would soon learn. After the workshop I explained to my wife about the weekend and meeting the Reiki master, I told her I was given his card for a reason and wished to pursue it further. She wanted no part of it but could see I was persistent.
I called the Reiki master and as it so happened, he and two other Reiki masters were holding a Reiki Level One teaching class that weekend. Since they only offered this class occasionally both my wife and I decided attended …WOW … I had ah-haa experience when I could feel the energy moving across my body!
After this experience I remembered my Dad always saying he could not understand the power in a childs touch - he use to ask one of us children to place our hand on a part of his back that was giving him pain and the pain would leave - unconditional love is what it’s called.
After the teaching weekend, my wife and I both had our level one Reiki teaching.
Writte by: Migweech Man of Horse Who Listens to the Whisper of the Wind
My spouse thought I was loosing it and did not wish to attend with me. Little did I know at the time that this would be my first step to the Red Road. A lady Shaman called Sea Dancer ran the workshop and it was all based on the Sioux teachings of the Medicine Wheel and how we develop in the Circle of Life. There was an alter of rattles, symbols of snakes and animal skulls. This was totally against my Catholic upbringing so I had a little trouble adapting at first. However, I soon learned that these were all good people searching for a meaning in life and the universe.
I met a great person who was also a Reiki teacher at the workshop and he gave me his card. At that time I did not really know what Reiki meant but I would soon learn. After the workshop I explained to my wife about the weekend and meeting the Reiki master, I told her I was given his card for a reason and wished to pursue it further. She wanted no part of it but could see I was persistent.
I called the Reiki master and as it so happened, he and two other Reiki masters were holding a Reiki Level One teaching class that weekend. Since they only offered this class occasionally both my wife and I decided attended …WOW … I had ah-haa experience when I could feel the energy moving across my body!
After this experience I remembered my Dad always saying he could not understand the power in a childs touch - he use to ask one of us children to place our hand on a part of his back that was giving him pain and the pain would leave - unconditional love is what it’s called.
After the teaching weekend, my wife and I both had our level one Reiki teaching.
Writte by: Migweech Man of Horse Who Listens to the Whisper of the Wind
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Restored Spirit
I’ve had at least two times that I knew there must be more to life than what I was experiencing. Too many details to go through so I wrote this:
Life was good; raising my family, working and going to school
I must have done something wrong to disappointment you so much
You’re my parents, I thought you loved me
Trying to reach you, you’re too far from me to feel my touch.
Standing tall and confident I fought for my rights
System failed me, the world failed me
Then I met him, life is not good from what I see
No more joy, no more peace, to me you give only fights.
My clothes are torn, my spirit is broken
Cuts and bruises, inside and out; doctors and surgeries
You’ve won for now, my light is burnt out.
Kill me you say and tell me what you’ll do,
Scared to leave because, I really believed you.
One more fight, you beg for forgiveness
The roses you gave didn’t cover the wrath of your boots
Across the living room you swept my body like a broom
Shocked, afraid, I felt my life was doomed.
Ok I forgive you, where else can I go? No one can ever know
But wait…am I the fool in my unselfishness?
Broken, alone, has my spirit really left me?
Go ahead call me selfish, for the light I am starting to see.
I picked up the pieces he broke, laugh all you want, I am not a joke
The jigsaw puzzle my parents made me is now coming together
I AM good, I AM worthy, and my walk becomes as light as a feather.
Forgive me as I have forgiven those who took my spirit like the pedals of a rose
Aha! I say, today is a new day; I AM good, I AM worthy, I no longer feel so dirty
The light is brightening, no longer frightening
Life is good, now a part of my family.
Life was good; raising my family, working and going to school
I must have done something wrong to disappointment you so much
You’re my parents, I thought you loved me
Trying to reach you, you’re too far from me to feel my touch.
Standing tall and confident I fought for my rights
System failed me, the world failed me
Then I met him, life is not good from what I see
No more joy, no more peace, to me you give only fights.
My clothes are torn, my spirit is broken
Cuts and bruises, inside and out; doctors and surgeries
You’ve won for now, my light is burnt out.
Kill me you say and tell me what you’ll do,
Scared to leave because, I really believed you.
One more fight, you beg for forgiveness
The roses you gave didn’t cover the wrath of your boots
Across the living room you swept my body like a broom
Shocked, afraid, I felt my life was doomed.
Ok I forgive you, where else can I go? No one can ever know
But wait…am I the fool in my unselfishness?
Broken, alone, has my spirit really left me?
Go ahead call me selfish, for the light I am starting to see.
I picked up the pieces he broke, laugh all you want, I am not a joke
The jigsaw puzzle my parents made me is now coming together
I AM good, I AM worthy, and my walk becomes as light as a feather.
Forgive me as I have forgiven those who took my spirit like the pedals of a rose
Aha! I say, today is a new day; I AM good, I AM worthy, I no longer feel so dirty
The light is brightening, no longer frightening
Life is good, now a part of my family.
Even now as I write this I relive some of those feelings and emotions. It is in the knowing that life can be good, that we can overcome circumstances as we are guided by our Spirit our Creator, taking comfort in realizing that there is more to us when we take the time to listen and feel His presence.
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