The Miracle of Reiki

Miracle of Reiki

Starry Night by Vincent Van Gogh – Photopin


I have a low-grade pain on my side, that gnaws at me like the drops of water that eventually erode a mountain.

Most of us have pain, be it physical, mental, or both.

We can’t turn down the volume on pain, so we are of one of two camps:

  1. We never tell anyone about it.
  2. We give everyone we meet the full run down.

I handle the pain on my left side by sleeping on my right side.

It has never stopped me from doing anything, and I try to ignore it.

But during my first Reiki session, it would no longer be ignored.

A blonde woman named Sarah was sitting by the window in the room, her hair and fair complexion glowing in the soft winter sun that flooded in.

She asked me to lie on the table, and covered me with a plush fleece blanket.

In a soft voice, she asked if I had any pain. I pointed to my side.

She pulled up a chair and gently placed her small translucent hand on the nucleus of my pain.

Her fingers felt like stones that were warmed on a fire.

I felt the healing energy of her hands, like warm lava on my side.

She said the inflammation I had would have doubled some people over.


“Don’t Walk”.

“To buy Turmeric”, she said.

The old dormant inflammation began to rage like a hot air balloon that was finally able to let out a guttural scream.

In the safe spiritual room, we talked about the treatments for my endometriosis, and the alternative – to do nothing.

I felt her hand dispersing heat throughout my body now, and had to remove the furry blanket.

Once the session was complete, she advised me to stand up slowly to gain my balance.

I felt light.

And pain free.


I could hardly believe it myself.

The exhausting thief of my energy was gone. It was comfortable being ignored, but couldn’t stand the compassion.

Then I ran out to buy some turmeric.

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How To Survive The Winter Hot Flashes

For 50 years, I have been cold.  Although the winters on the BC Coast are moderate, it still gets chilly in December.

This year, however, I did a complete 180, and am incinerating with menopausal hot flashes that are hotter than July. I shunned hormone replacement therapy, so had to devise a strategy to survive my change of life.  The following is my plan:


Since summers end was only an illusion, sleeveless tops are perfect to wear in the house.  A hoody can be worn over them outside, and in case of a meltdown, the zipper can be undone.  Removing layers of clothing allows you to escape the heat, but how can a bra still make you feel hot?  Knitted sweaters, hats, gloves and fur lined boots are sooooo pre-meno.

In the house:

Open the windows until someone everyone complains that they’re freezing, and the dog goes missing under a comforter.  The furnace is the enemy, so turn down the thermostat each time you walk by it, because said freezing people keep turning it up.  Freeze plastic mugs in your freezer to keep your drinks colder, and volunteer to go get everyone a mug out of it when they want a drink.  While you’re there, grab the ice pack and place it on your spine and go sit down.  Cover the heat vents with magnetic sheets to block the heat from you, and divert it to the freezing people.  Hair dryers are sooooo out – wet hair is cooler. Seize the following opportunities: running your hands under cold water, refilling the ice cube tray, standing barefoot on the cement floor in the carport, or the backyard ice rink (see photo), which didn’t fully freeze due to aforementioned moderate winter.


Back Yard ice rink

Back yard ice rink

Going out:

Going to stores, theatres, and coffee shops, feels like you’re going to the beach.  Seek shade, and avoid standing directly under high wattage lights. At the theatre, reserve an aisle seat, so body heat is only radiating on one side of you. Avoid sitting near roasting fireplaces inside coffee shops, and dress your dog like you’re going ice fishing, as an excuse to sit at the outdoor patio at Starbucks.  Drain your frapuccino until you achieve your brain freeze, and remove the ice from the dog dish outside and add fresh water, so the pup will be happy.

keep cool walking the dog

keep cool walking the dog


Apparently, it won’t be too much longer until my change of life is complete, and I’ll be in the middle seat of the theatre again, wearing a winter coat and sipping a hot tea.  I only hope it’s not in July!

Remember To Stretch Your Body

Dogs know that stretching is necessary

Rocko stretches

My husband’s back was feeling sore, so he went to The Back Institute, and a chiropractor there has been helping him loosen the muscles in his back.

He told him to remember to stretch 3 times a day.  It’s a simple way to keep his back feeling looser.

When I came back home with the groceries today, my dog Rocko was stretching on the couch (see photo).  He always remembers to stretch his body, it is second nature to him.

The stretch my husband does to loosen his back muscles is: he lies on his back and pulls one knee up and holds it in his hand for a count of ten.  Then he brings his knee across to the other side of his body and looks in the opposite direction, and repeats on the other side.