The wrangler for this Blog Hop is Karen Sealey
Let us see….I was told to think about what the word “consent” means to me, regarding Reiki.
Well, when I think of the word “consent” and “Reiki” the one thing that comes to mind is…..Rensent!
No. That’s not right.
Oh, oh, oooohhhhhh.
Consent can work both ways during a healing. Are you asking the person if you can work on them?
Are you asking their spirit guides if they can help? Do you ask yourself if this is the right time for you to do a healing?
Consent is a big thing. Without it I am sure that the healing would just feel like you are going through the motions.
I know that there are those that will say “Any form of Reiki is helpful whether consent is given or not”.
Well, in a way they are right. Healing-loving-light is helpful to those who allow it take place. Oh wait! There it is. Consent means allowing.
Did you know that there are lovely people out there who believe in simply giving Reiki to the world, rather than build a one on one practice? Did you know that there is Reiki sitting all around you at this very moment and time?
All you have to do is allow it.
Allowing it to take place within you.
Allowing shit to take place within your life.
Reiki is a powerful tool and regardless of an attunement or not, the person who wishes to heal, and be healed, is giving off this awesome thought of light. It is traveling at the speed of love around the world and out into the cosmos. Who does it expand to?
It is there for everyone to take advantage of, if they consent to receiving it.
Did you know that when we are in shame, fear, doubt, unknowing, uncertainty, etc., we form this little bubble of crud around us. It can repel what is truth. It can repel what is love.
Or rather let me change that.
The bubble of crud has small gaps in it. Reiki can get in but it is filtered through into our Aura in small amounts.
That is like having a small I.V. in you with much needed medicine and only a few drops are being administered every two hours. How long do you think it will take to heal your body of ailments if you are only receiving small drips of medicine every two hours?
What if you opened up the flood gate and allowed it to take place? What if you gave consent?
Consent to feel love. Consent to be alive. Consent to be happy.
Next time you find yourself walking around in despair and hurt, take a moment, look up at the sky, and allow that loving energy (floating around you) in. I am not telling you to stop grieving and shut up. I am simply advising you to take a moment from the thoughts in your mind and simply allow.
Simply give consent.
Until next time.