I’m not the sharpest crayon in the box when it comes to grasping nuances and small fluctuations, even when I’m looking for them. I often require the giant 2×4 upside the head to fully appreciate the suggestion and affirm the validity of my interpretation.
So when a Level 2 reiki class was offered to me, I waffled.
Am I ready? Can I commit to this? Is this a now kind of thing?
I readily ignored the fact that less than a week before I was rearranging our spare room to add another bookshelf and tidy up for guests when I thought: you know, if I ever get to the point where I start doing reiki for other people, this would make an awesome treatment room.
Once the class was offered, I meditated a little on the notion of taking this class and slept through the night peacefully. No bizarre dreams. No bolt of lightning.
The following night, I discovered a woman I’ve been taking a class with obtained her level 2 several years ago and she treated the instructor’s stomach ache at the end of class. The three of us discussed reiki for a good half an hour and I offered to bring in information on a regular share in the area. Yet, still, when I went to bed that night I wondered if I would if I would find an answer and what form it would take…
And at that point I smacked myself upside the head. If I’d had a 2×4 handy, I’d've used that.
How much more coincidence can I ask for?
I’ll be signing up.
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To put this in print before I forget: research more on Bran. (and, no, not all from Wikipedia!)
