On Monday morning I awoke with a slight headache, the kind that you would typically have after indulging in too much wine, though I don't have that excuse to blame it on because I haven't had a glass of wine in months now.
As I started my day, I began thinking to myself, "Should I try my luck at a finding a massage therapist again?" I haven't had such good luck here, either their nails are long and cut into my skin, they don't know that soft touch actually tickles more than relaxes, and that hard touch does not mean using your fists. I suppose that they are required to do a different sort of training, perhaps of the less rigorous sort, either that or I am extremely spoiled by having a mother as an exceptional masseuse.
Then I remembered that I have always thought about trying Reiki. I have always been curious how it compared to Ayurvedic marma work, and so I imediately took the decision to call and make an appointment for Monday afternoon. Upon arriving to Miriam's house, the Reiki master, I learned that as a pregnant woman there is actually very little Reiki work that I am allowed to have performed on me, as energy work goes too profoundly into the consciousness of the person being worked on, and can therefore be traumatic to the fetus. So, of the three tiers of symobols, Miriam was only allowed to use a few symbols from the first two tiers and none from the third. We decided that, because I don't suffer from any extreme illness or emotional imbalance, that we would work mostly with two symbols, peace and love, to begin building a relationship between mommy and baby. As I slipped in and out of a deep relaxation and a meditative state, the most amazing vision came forth.
With Miriam's hand placed just above my belly, I began seeing myself swimming in the ocean with my infant child. We were swimming as though we were dolphins amongst all of the tropical and beautifully colored fish...As we swam and smiled, I kept pointing out amazing fish to my baby, each time smiling more and giggling with excitement.
It wasn't until after my session that I sat to fully process this vision, and here is what I came up with:
The ocean, for me, represents one of the most serene and peaceful environments to be in. I believe I love no other landscape more than the salty sands of the ocean and it's tides. I am also an Aquarius, the water bearer. My due date, supposedly, is February 16th, also Aquarius, however, many times I have sensed that the baby will come a bit late. If he or she arrives just a few days later, he or she will be born a Pisces, the sign of the fish. So as we swam in the tranquil waters of my bearing, I was pointing out the beautiful fish, swimming as though we were one of them.
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