Glass Bubbles

Many years ago I was living and working in the Rhode Island area. I worked for an award-winning bakery called “The Mad Hatter Bakery” at 64 Broadway street. Don’t get too excited I was more of a grunt worker or basic baker. Audra Lalli is truly an artist and the owner of the shop. We became good friends. Every now and then we would wander on over to the Cape for some girl time and a psychic reading at a tiny little book store. I can’t remember the name of the book store but the readers name was Sharon.

Sharon was very nice but her little room was dressed up old school. You know, candles, incense and it was dark and kinda creepy. She wasn’t creepy but I never understood the whole dark room thing. She would go into a trance and give whatever message she got. She was very accurate. The thing about psychic readings is, there is no time line. So you may get a message about something that wont happen for years and then suddenly you remember how the message connects.

Every reader is different. That’s why it’s always good to have it taped and save it to listen back as many times as you need. One time I got busted by Spirit. They were laughing at me describing the way I had been eating a diet dessert. You know fat-free pudding topped with mounds and mounds of fat-free cool whip because its was within my point limits. Ok, so I was a little embarrassed about it, but it was accurate and I think that’s why they said it.

On one occasion there was a message given to me about blown glass. Sharon said that one day I will find myself in a place with blown glass bubbles and when I am there I will feel as if I’m home. Well now, this was a mystery. However, remember, there is no time line with Spirit. So I saved the tape for a long time.

Many years passed and lots of traveling and moving around and life happening as it does. I found myself making a lane change in life. I went back to school for an associate degree and became a massage therapist. How I made that decision is a story for another day. Lets just say it was a major crossroads and I was in search of  all things astute.

During this whole crossroads time, I went to one of those earthy crunchy New Age events. You know the kind where you can buy readings and crystals and healthy stuff. You can sit in seminars listening to how Angel Therapy works and about how we are all energy etc. You know, earthy crunchy new age stuff. So I sat in on a few speakers and got a photo of my aura. This is cool, if you have never had it done, do it. It was awesome.

I walked by a small booth where Sally Baldwin was doing free 15 minute readings. She was selling her book “Dying To Live Again”. I was still searching for as much information as I could find on dying and near death. It is still a  part of my journey. So I bought the book and sat for a reading. I found it very interesting but didn’t quite understand it all.

I put my name in a raffle box and was told about an open to the public channeling that Sally did in Pompano Beach. I told her would go and had intentions of doing just that. However, massage school was tiring. I think it was all the 20-year-old kids I had to sit with in class. I’m twice their age with half the tolerance. I pulled my tired butt off the couch and went to the public channeling anyway, and found it energizing. It was inspiring to see people get messages from loved ones that have passed.

I picked up a flyer that had some information about Reiki classes. Reiki defined is, “Universal Life Force Energy”. Technically speaking it is a Japanese form of stress reduction. It is that, but so much more. I had been told in the past I should be doing Reiki but I didn’t know much about it, so I never followed up. At the end of the channeling session they had the raffle from the New Age event. It was for cash, which I thought was strange, but whatever.

Sally pulled my name and I had to pick my chin up off the floor. I am not a “lucky” person in that way. In one hand I had the flyer for the Reiki class and in the other I was getting ready to accept the check. I told Sally make the check out to the Reiki Master and whatever is left over put back into the foundation. So she did and so I did. It was at that moment that I met my Reiki Master Teacher Ellen Joy Pritchard.

Joy teaches Usui Reiki Ryoho and I signed on for the first and second classes. I had no idea what I was getting into but it was the beginning of my awakening. A few weeks later the class would be at the teachers house and an all day event. It was a crystal clear Florida sunshine day. As I walked up to the front of the house there was a tall gate so you couldn’t see the front door from the street. I stepped into a tiny courtyard with beautiful blown glass bubbles hanging from everywhere.

Yeah, don’t get too excited I didn’t “get it” at the time. It wasn’t until the class sat down to start going over the handbook, that uncontrollable tears started pouring out of my eyes. I mean really sometimes I just annoy myself when that happens. The message and memory came back loud and clear from Sharon the psychic. When you find yourself surrounded by blown glass bubbles it will be like coming home. Sharon was right.

Once I explained to everyone what I was blubbering about we carried on with the class. It was that day that I turned a corner and opened myself up completely to the healing arts and focused more on giving back. It is why I am here. I would recommend my Master Teacher to anyone who is looking to become attuned to Reiki. I also advise that once you have started with a Master Teacher stick with that same person if you plan on pursuing  higher levels of learning with Reiki.

Below I am offering the Reiki ideals as presented by Mrs Takata. She is the one who brought Reiki to the west. For this I stand in gratitude .

 

The Reiki Ideals

Just for today, I will let go of anger.

Just for today, I will let go of worry.

Just for today, I will give my thanks for my many blessings.

Just for today, I will do my work honestly.

Just for today , I will be kind to my neighbor and every living thing.

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