The Possibilities are Endless

I love energy work.  I love giving it and I love receiving it.  Whenever I perform energy work on someone, I am completely at peace and just *know* that this is what I was meant to do.  It's the most amazing feeling ever.

This weekend I took a Reiki I class (through my school).  I have been looking forward to learning Reiki since last spring.  In fact, it was my interest in learning Reiki that led me to the school I am currently attending, where I am learning massage therapy -- and a plethora of other forms of healing arts, Reiki among them.  So, having been looking forward to this class for quite a long time and having known other students and a few practitioners, I thought I knew what to expect.  Lesson #1: you never know what might happen when you're doing energy work.  Just as I never expected to a) have a problem with my pancreas and b) suddenly start crying when it was being worked on in Polarity class, I certainly never would have expected anything like what happened today to occur.

The Reiki classes, as well as a few other classes at school like those on crystals, auras & chakras are taught by a very talented and well-known light and energy worker in our area.  She is also a psychic (and very proud of being listed as one of the Top 100 Psychics in America) so I was very glad that I had today's experience in her presence.

Both yesterday morning and this morning, all the students were given an "attunement" by the instructor or one of her apprentices.  It was a quick Reiki session that let us experience Reiki and prepared us for practicing Reiki on ourselves and others.  Both the attunements I had were very pleasant and relaxing, however it was what happened after today's attunement that completely threw me.

To make a potentially long story short (and not scare any of my readers any more than necessary) I was temporarily posessed by a spirit -- a very sad spirit.  It all happened in a space of about 10 minutes while we were in meditation waiting for everyone's attunements to be completed. Not having any other choice, I worked through it on my own, relying basically on my instincts.  This is really not a situation that anyone prepares you for so I did what I knew how to do (breathe white light and talk to the spirit) and it worked: the sad spirit was comforted and left full of gratitude.

Later, as I shared my (very emotional) experience with the class, my instructor told me who it was who had visited me (not precisely but gave me enough information that I knew exactly who it was) and reassured me that I had handled the situation in the right way.  Then - and this is what surprised me more than having been visited by a spirit - she proceeded to tell me that she sees a future for me in "spiritual release" (which, she added, is a very lucrative field of work).

So, in the course of a day, I fulfilled a goal by completing one step toward part of my future career plan to become a Reiki master and practitioner and I discovered another completely new talent and yet another possible career option.  This path I am on may be bumpy, but it is never boring.