*Best Friend Best Teacher Phase II
July 15, 2007
Alfie Passes the Baton
So Alfie did his job getting me to the animal communication class. Goldie the feral cat took over from there. It was close to the end of the all day class. I had found that I was fairly good at talking to animals and getting them to talk to me. We ‘read’ each other’s pets through pictures and/or descriptions then got feedback. What is your favorite toy? Where do you sleep at night? We worked with things and ideas that could be verified by the people who knew the animal best. My ‘hits’ that day were about even with my misses and once in awhile I would get a ‘hit’ that would stun me. Just because you ‘believe’ in something doesn’t mean it’s not downright spooky when you get a major hit. Whew! Anyway I get a photo of a cat that is in a crate and looks startled. Her name is Goldie. That was all I was told about her. So I open my heart to her, introduce myself and ask politely if I may ask her a few questions. Not only did I get a ‘NO’ but my heart turned to a cold hard stone. Well. It had been about 30 years since I had worked with anything but the usual sorts of energy you know physical energy and I had totally forgotten the bit about protecting and grounding yourself. Though Marta certainly had brought it up it went right by me. Now here I was with a cold stone in place of a heart. Terribly uncomfortable. Marta showed me some ways to move the energy but I wasn’t able to get at it at all.
As it happens (isn’t there ever an accident?) this class was taking place 250 miles from my home and I was staying with an old friend who just happens to be an old hand at energy work. I’d never had any done but THE TIME HAD COME. After I’d ranted manically and generally come apart at the seams while having a few glasses of wine to ease the pain (it didn’t ease the pain) Judy worked on me. She was successful in moving out that blocked energy. I went to bed and slept soundly. Maybe it would be more accurate to say I passed out for the night.
The next morning I felt fine and offered to work on Judy. It’s true that I hadn’t worked with what I considered anything but the most basic sorts of energy before but I had always had healing hands (as we all do) and had always said I could heal people if they’d let me. I hadn’t really come across anyone who would let me for quite some time and had forgotten about it till Judy said she’d been suffering some pain. I told her I’d give it a go and see if it helped. I put my hands on her to do some simple massage and give her some ‘juice’ and the spigot OPENED! Blowtorch hands! We spent the next hour laughing and healing and healing and laughing and that was truly the beginning of a WHOLE DIFFERENT THING! WHAT other thing? Hadn’t a clue. But I knew I wanted to teach it and I knew I wanted to keep it simple.
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You Can’t Just Sit on Blowtorch Hands