I wrote this on April 22, 2010, as a note on Facebook, and I still recall the experience – vividly. I edited it (it needed editing!) for publication here.
Yesterday, I received my first, full Reiki treatment, as a Reiki Master, from a Reiki Master.
I had my first-ever Reiki treatment over a year ago, having no idea what to expect from the session, or as a possible outcome. This session was entirely different from that first experience, and I believe it’s because, in many ways, I’m an entirely different person than I was then.
First, the practitioner was a statuesque (God-like, gorgeous), gentle man who I immediately fell into practitioner talk with. I felt a definite connection with him, and we talked for quite some time before he began my session. I was grateful for the opportunity; there aren’t many people with whom I can talk “serious” Reiki.
Once on the table, comfortable, fully-clothed, and at complete attention to note every minute detail of the session, he placed his hands on my solar plexus, and I felt myself melt… The heat radiating into me from his hands had me melting like butter.
So this is what my clients try to describe to me, and why they zone out or fall asleep, I thought. It was amazing, but it got better. At each hand placement, I felt different levels of heat, and saw different colors behind my closed lids. The beautiful, intense, violet purple I’m used to seeing with my clients was prevalent, and it was underscored by golds, and greens, and reds, and blues. Breathtaking.
By the time he was done, nearly an hour later, I was in such a state of relaxation that I could barely move. Honestly, I didn’t want to move. I swear my body had become one with the massage table, and I was totally okay with that.
I was so relaxed, he had to help me (me! independent, I-can-do-it-myself-thank-you-very-much me!) sit up. Wow. Once I began assessing how my body felt, beyond the blissful relaxation, I realized a humming energy underlined the relaxation, along with a wondrous sense of well-being.
Twenty-four hours later, I am still feeling delightfully relaxed, with a prevailing sense of all-is-well-in-the-world. That sense is not unfamiliar to me, as I’ve felt a degree of it since receiving my Reiki Master certification, but today it is amplified.
Today, again and still, I am so grateful (“Just for today, be grateful.”) for this remarkable journey I’m on; a journey that began – consciously, at least – about fourteen months ago. That’s another story for another day.
Have you ever experienced Reiki? Would you like to?