I
call myself a Reconnective Healing Practitioner, a healer,
and two days ago I went to the doctor. Yes, the stethoscope
kind of doctor with all the prescription slips. Very
ironic, this is giggle territory! Seems I had an extreme
bacterial throat, lung and ear infection with severe
asthma and I was spiraling towards pneumonia. Oxygen
was becoming an issue.
How could this be? I have
been in the peak of physical health for two years overpowering
all lurking ills with a good night's sleep. Yet this
bug had my number giving me five desperately bad days
and nights. The term "puddle of misery" comes
to mind. Armed with $200 worth of antibiotics and puffers
I endeavoured to pull myself out of that puddle.
One day later, yesterday
afternoon, oxygen was seriously becoming an issue again
as the puffers had stopped working. So reigning in the
fear and guided by intuition I brought my awareness
to each point of pain in my lungs [one can ease or cure
a headache simply by focusing awareness on the pain
points]. Soon I found one spot where my awareness tunneled
ever deeper into my pain which then became the blackness
of fear. The word "blockage" entered my mind,
not as a single word but rather as a stretched out version
perceived as a whole "paragraph" of meaning.
My awareness came through to the other side of the blackness.
The iron grip of asthma eased.
I then moved my awareness
to other pain points where one by one, in almost immediate
response, there was an energetic release/flow/expansion
up my bronchia and out through my mouth. The pains sequentially
diminished and my airways expanded consequently as I
focused my awareness around the peripheral pain points
of my chest cavity.
I then focused on the "fist
clench" in the center of my chest. You must understand
that I was in a state of "being" throughout
this whole process, intuiting, being guided, allowing
my deepest part take prescience over my movement of
focus. The fist clench drew the thought of "Love
and Forgiveness" forward and the clench opened
with a huge bottled up rush of energetic "love"
expanding up my airway. A release of memorable proportion.
I could breath. No more
oxygen deficit. I laughed, danced and sang for quite
a while.
So what happened? Having
had two months of torrid spiritual and emotional healings
related to my Reconnective Healing practices, I had
been wondering about the relative inertness of my "heart"
area as opposed to my other more mobile emotional centers.
How was this blockage going to unfold?
A little background is necessary.
I was an extremely difficult baby, vomiting my mother's
milk, having intolerances and suffering asthma from
an early age. My poor mother must have gone through
hell. My early predispositions created spiritual/emotional/energetic
blockages in relation to my airways/lungs. If you do
not emote an emotion it will be stored as a energetic
blockage somewhere in your being pending a later emote.
These blockages promulgate dis-ease including that manifest
in my then child's body. I eventually "outgrew"
my childhood illnesses. I have had no adult asthma or
chest disease manifestation until a week ago at age
53. It was "time" to deal with the blockage.
This adult manifestation was my connecting route back
to my early childhood dis-ease.
To predict [pre-edict] is
to "I KNOW" the future before it happens.
The ego loves to do this and no more so than with healing.
We all seek outcomes, to pre-edict, to have expectations
of how things will be. Your spirit/soul/higher Self
may have different ideas and one soon finds out, very
quickly, who is in charge of how a healing will unfold
- not the ego!
For me to predict this healing
was impossible. The most potent Creator of all, the
Universe, can create [or more accurately, co-create
with your higher Self] a healing with many layers of
meaning, subtleties and genius which will literally
take your breath away [or in my case bring it back!].
That is the nature of healing; it is to allow healing
to to happen without expectation. To expect, to pre-edict,
is to block the flow of a wonderfully rich outcome.
To believe that there can be only one way to heal when
the Universe has all the resources of Creation at its
disposal is very naive!
So was my visit to the doctor
a personal failure as a healer? Or was it a gift? The
Universe only bares "gifts" - that is the
awareness for my consciousness to savour now.
Namasté
Stephen
Vardy
2005.01.02
Victoria BC Canada
+250.598.6679
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