This morning, I received something way beyond what I expected…
As taught at Okuden Reiki level II and emphasized at Shinpiden Reiki Level III, “distance healing” is not really about (mentally) crossing a distance. It is more about annihilating distance in a momentum towards unity. And HSZSN (the 3rd symbol/mantra as taught in Okuden) is like the knot you would tie in your handkerchief to remember this.
This article is a tentative to briefly describe what I experienced today during a “distance healing” session I asked Frans Stiene to give me. I am in France, and Frans is in Australia, and I know Frans from the Shinpiden course I attended in Paris. A few weeks ago, I have had some bad news regarding my health, and have been quite shocked for a few days; and at the same time, I wanted to go deeper in my daily practice. I was working with HSZSN and had this brilliant idea that 1) I might need help 2) and ask for it 3) and that Frans could be part of the rescue team.
Right after this morning session, I sent Frans a message telling how it went. Frans asked me if I could share the experience and poems for the IHR blog, here it is below. With only tiny changes, it is a copy of what I wrote immediately after the session as a thankful feedback, trying to put words onto what happened (while letting it go, because each next time it will be different).
Last night, I felt excited like a child the day before Christmas. It’s been a week or two that I have been working with HSZHN. That’s when I realized I could get help and thought I could ask for a session, actually it has been a strong thought that occurred to me a few days ago. [The session has been scheduled for today 9:00 am, Paris time.] So, this morning at around 8:50, I prepared myself and sat, and started meditating with the intention of receiving whatever I need for my body, heart and spirit.
At first I sat on my thin mat on the floor, then ten minutes later I had to move to a chair, then ten minutes later to sit on the couch. It’s been a turmoil of thoughts, more than usual, almost like attacks. But I focused on my breath, on my intention, and observed myself thinking. Four times, I had the distinct feeling that, as I was carried away by my thoughts, some gentle string was pulling me back to the present moment and intention. Strangely, I felt it was some kind of lesson about meditation, telling that the important thing is between the “now” focused intention and the “away” space: when the intention has just diluted, but before anything else has already happened, and then back again. The physical sensations were more around the eyes and ears.
Then something triggered or something cracked and released. I felt like I was receiving a continuous flow of love/energy. Powerful but gentle. My intention changed to become just “take it”, “take it”. I felt a huge release and relaxing effect of my jaws, and all the Eustachian tube away to the ears, like if they were unplugged from the inside. And tears. At the same time, I was still observing, still consciously breathing, knowing I would have to let go of that wonderful time at some point. I felt (and still feel) that the whole experience was a teaching about meditation and death. Like don’t be afraid, it will be exactly like this when you will die. I don’t know why, this is what I felt. Then a poem came to my mind (in English!).
I feel like a child
At the sea in crushing waves,
Again and again.
Then emerging exhausted
Lying on the sand. Pure joy.
During that, they were a lot of silent tears. I was still enjoying the “love shower”, detached and observant at the same time, but deeply involved in the experience. A second poem came to me, I also put it in form immediately after:
Glimpse of my first life
I was the first plant growing
Out from this desert.
I remember the hot rain
Sky and water gave me life.
I was present but couldn’t really move my body except head and neck. All this continued for a while… I eventually stood up at around 10:30 and wrote the poems in my notebook. And then this message [feedback to Frans].
So it has been very intense and rich, but in a gentle way, completely unexpected but like if I knew all this had always been there. And as always, the attempt to put the experience into words is difficult. And actually, it doesn’t really matter to remember or not, right?
I am now reinforced in my intention to deepen my daily practice. And that’s what I was asking for. This session was more like if you [Frans] gave me a non-verbal teaching than a healing session. Well, both, of course!!
It has been invaluable. Thank you!!