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July 18, 2006
Arboretum Project, July 9
Oh. My. God. I don't know whether I took a lot of pictures or just a lot of good ones, but it's taking forever for me to edit the blasted things.
I don't know why.
Unless it's because I'm trying to do so many other things at the same time.
I promise I'll have pix for both the 9th and the 16th up before Saturday. I can make this promise because I'm finally almost done with the 9th--though not tonight--and because I was thwarted by sprinklers on the 16th, so my number of photos taken that day was limited. I didn't want to be soaked in reclaimed water. (And you wonder why the grass is so green in my pics. It's because the University of Idaho waters its greenspaces with silage. Eeeeeeeew.)
So much for my deciding to vary the time of day I photograph. If I want to get off the path (and stay clean), I have to wait until the watering is done.
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I must admit that I'm also still recovering from yesterday's reiki session. Though it's subtle, I have enough experience with energy work and the ways in which my own qi moves to know that things really got shaken up yesterday. I slept for almost nine hours last night, which is pretty unusual anymore. I'm feeling much more balanced in general, but also a little scattered.
Though every session is different (at least that's been the case in my experience), yesterday's stayed at a physical level. Some really interesting images were popping into my head, but every time I tried to follow them, I'd have a physical response which shattered my focus. (When I do reiki, much as when I meditate, my mind tends to wander a bit, but I let it, as long as the wandering doesn't lean toward worries and things I need to do/address later. I figure the images are important too, sort of like waking dreams.)
The physical responses were so distracting that I finally gave up and just focused on the physical. For instance, at one point, my sinuses started draining and I kept having to swallow. After a while, I realized that the swallowing was an attempt on my body's part to hold on to energy I needed to release. Once I focused on that, things got a little easier. But there was a lot of physical release happening yesterday.
As a result, I was feeling fairly busy, energy-wise, when he finished up, and I thought it was going to take me a few minutes to let stuff settle. And then he used a chime over my feet, and my qi got as riled up as I have ever experienced. It was like someone throwing rocks into a pond. Or maybe like a pond during a storm.
It felt like everything was shaken up and sloshed around. That's the best description I can think of. He did that over each of my chakras (plus feet and knees), and every time he hit that chime, everything got all active and sloshy again. Until the last two (forehead and top of head). Fortunately, things calmed down and leveled out and the last two chimes were quite soothing. Thank goodness. I was afraid I would be an emotional mess when I got off the table. Instead, I was calm and alert. But all that activity means things got agitated, like in a washing machine. So I'm not surprised I slept like I did last night. I just hope I can actually get up in the morning tomorrow.
I'm wondering whether there will be any emotional backlash. So far, there hasn't been. But I've stirred things up before and had something float up from the murky bottom two or three days later and burst on the surface in tears and shouting. Of course, those times involved a great deal more physical agitation along with a much less, shall we say, delicate approach to the whole energy work thing. Jiggawatts or The Kill, anyone?
Posted by sally at July 18, 2006 09:24 PM
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Facinating. I've never looked into Reiki. Yoga, Meditation, my friends use Acupuncture, fun stuff.
How much longer is your husband's schooling? I admire your determination to stay busy but understand your need to live in a more thriving area. An MFA is nothing to sneeze at, that is actually all big time. With that kind of education and background you'll have no trouble getting into the swing of things down the road but the thing is to live in the moment so yay future Reiki master! If pressed I would have guessed it was some form of martial arts, but I googled it. Gotta love the google.
Posted by: desiree at July 19, 2006 02:06 PM
He'll be in school at least another year and a half, but probably two, years. He has actually promised me that we don't have to live here "a minute longer than necessary." You'd better believe I'm counting down the days.
But we haven't yet figured out where we're going once we leave. That's part of the problem too. Because right now it feels like we're going to live here FOREVER.
As far as reiki goes, a good practitioner rocks. A therapist can tell you that your inner child needs love and understanding, but it was on a reiki table that I forgave myself for an event that occurred when I was seven that was *Not. My. Fault.* I hadn't even realized it was a part of my self-image. As an adult, I brushed it off as inconsequential. Until my body told me I needed to deal with it right there on the table.
So I forgave that little girl who had no control over the circumstances at all and who had actually tried to prevent a problem. It was liberating to realize that even as a little kid I'd gone above and beyond the things expected of me. And having my adult, rational me tell the seven year-old me that I was forgiven and that I had been a good girl and that it was not my fault was such a healing action.
Obviously it affected me very powerfully, since telling the story today, over ten years later, still fucks up my grammar and syntax.
Posted by: Sallyacious at July 19, 2006 02:36 PM
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