That was the saying written on my little Yogi tea bag this morning. Oddly enough, that was the very essence of my experience of today as a whole.
After a pretty good work out, I decided to sit down and meditate, which I hadn't done with full focus for a rather long time.
I've come to realize that even if a vision of a spiritual nature has colorful lights and sounds and profound images, none of it means anything if you don't LEARN something from it. In order for it to have any significance, it should make you find something within yourself which needs work, and you must find power within yourself to take responsibility and become better from it. Otherwise, it's just a bunch of pretty pictures, and no "enlightenment" is really experienced. In practical terms, to enlighten something, you shine a light on darkness, exposing what was hidden. There must first be darkness. To enlighten is to make it seen, to make it "come to light". Then you do work. It is not given to you.
I began by working on clearing blockages and past hurt associated with parts of my body. Muscles store memory, and tension makes for blocked energy channels... all tied up like knots. My goal was to truly open up to receive love and light. A familiar guide came to me during my meditation and she appeared as a goddess surrounded by light. She had long dark hair and a strong, confident presence. She was helping me to heal myself as she laid me back into her arms, my body partly submerged in water. She was cupping water in her hand and pouring it over my body.
After I sat up, she stood before me and kissed my head and let me know that I am OF LOVE and filled with light. I had a protective barrier around me, which repelled things that were of low energy vibrations. I confronted a particular negative energetic being and built up my confidence in my own will and affirmed that I am made of light and love. I didn't let my will falter or my light dim. I knew this darkness well, as it has followed me all of my life, almost as if it lusted after me, and I would so often give in to it, as it wanted. I stood proud and firmly, telling it that I belong to the light. I even told it to go to love and light, itself. I felt it shrink down and cower. I felt an ecstatic sensation of being "embraced by light". It was an amazing feeling. Like goosebumps from the top of my head to the tips of my toes and throughout my insides. It was like I was moving through something or something was moving through me, like a wave. Something that had always tried to come through, but couldn't pass. It was as if loving light energy burst from every pore on my skin. I didn't feel my limbs anymore, but only felt myself lifted. When I opened my eyes, I slowly began wiggling my fingers and toes. I stood, drank some water, and noticed as I passed by a mirror, that some sort of darkness had been lifted from my face. My eyes were bright, my skin even seemed to be glowing.
I don't believe one needs to be part of some elite group or quantify their skills at healing as a "level 3 master" or some such hogwash. What it comes down to is the intention of love to help facilitate healing when you pray or meditate.
I don't believe one needs to be part of some elite group or quantify their skills at healing as a "level 3 master" or some such hogwash. What it comes down to is the intention of love to help facilitate healing when you pray or meditate.
I know I must continue to do this healing work. With this, I will better be able to be a vehicle for helping to heal others as well, especially in my massage practice. This experience was renewing and much needed. I'm very thankful for feeling this today. :)
