Today I had an opportunity to connect with a kindred spirit at work. Our dialogue about intentions and energy and the healing we can bring to the workplace reminded me of my Reiki experience prior to my mastectomy surgery. What a generous and loving gift I received that day in September 2011 when my friend Ginny brought her healing spirit and energy to me. The poem I wrote about it, called Healing Energies, essentially tells the story of that experience. It soothes me even now as I re-read it.
By Vicki L. Flaherty
A kind and gentle friend comes
inviting the Reiki masters
that through her powerful hands
I might receive healing energy.
I lay quietly on her table,
tucked in blankets and warm.
Silence. Stillness. Calm. Relaxation.
Letting go of all that clutters my mind.
Opening up to the health
and the goodness that’s possible.
She begins with a meditation,
her whispering voice soothing every cell.
Her hands over my head
I feel warmth and heat radiating.
My mind drift s totally into nowhere.
My body sinks deep into the mattress.
Flickering images flutter about
and disappear into a fog.
As she moves her touch along my body,
engaging my chakras,
an artistic display of colors appears.
There is purple, mostly purple —
deep tones of blue
then bright hues of violet and pink.
This explosion of color awakens my energy.
My body comes into balance.
Moving toward closure,
my aura is expansive and bright.
We witness a showy display —
hummingbirds fluttering about
delighting on beautiful trumpet flowers.
My spirit is alive.
Yet my body is ever so quiet —
prepared for the healing ahead.
© copyright Vicki L. Flaherty, Mostly My Heart Sings