Piper, Tyler & Remy

On Wednesday, I had the honor of sharing Reiki with a wonderful, diverse family.  When I say diverse, I’m taking size and species—a large rabbit, a tiny hamster and a typically-sized cat.  When I arrived, I spent some time talking with their mom S.  Rabbit Piper was hopping around, hamster Tyler was snuggling in my hands and cat Remy was nowhere in sight.  I explained to S. that whether Remy came out of hiding or not, he would still receive whatever energies he was open to.  Reiki is total magic like that.

I anointed my shoulders with White Angelica oil and gently rubbed a few drops of Valor oil between my palms.  S. had expressed some concern for Piper’s occasional nervous and anxious behaviors, so Valor was calling to me for this session.  I sat on the floor near to Piper’s pen with Tyler in a small cage to my left and Remy still lurking in the shadows.  Our session began with a heavy energy, but not in a bad way—more of a stable, solid kind of heavy.  I was drawn to the world “release” on repeat.  My root chakra was strongly in play here.  I felt very rooted in this environment, which is not a feeling I typically experience.  Again, the magic of Reiki:  I was “translating” the rooted, connected bond of this family.

After connecting with the energy of the space, I began to work directly with Tyler.  He “told” me the words “heal,” “peace” and “curious.”  He expressed the desire for his mom S. to read to him (totally adorable).  I was drawn to his right side and in our after-session recap I told S. to be attentive to that.

Next up, Piper, an alum from our Rescue group.  Piper didn’t want any hands-on work, which is common for prey animals.  He “told” me that he likes to hide a lot.  The energies drew my attention to his left eye, which I confirmed with S. in our recap that he had issues with that eye earlier in the year.  I had the most beautiful vision while working on Piper and his enclosure.  I don’t often see pictures through my work, as I’m more strongly claircognizant and clairsentient.  As I sent Reiki specifically to Piper’s pen, I saw what I can best describe as tubes of rainbow-colored rain with stars inside.  I invited the rainbow rain to flow through and around the home, showering the entire family and space with this stunning light and energy.  Piper came closest to me at this point.  He’s a cautiously receptive boy.  He feeds off of the energies around him.  I sent all I could to help ease his nerves.

I work mostly with my eyes closed, but they popped open at this point in our session and there was Remy.  I could feel the energy of the entire house follow Remy.  He needs to be the boss.  He came to me, close but not too close, acknowledged my presence, then walked away.  Piper quickly followed.  If Tyler wasn’t in a cage, he would have done the same.  That boss attitude—is that a cat thing in general?  Or just a Remy thing?  I’ll let S. decide how to handle that from here!

I closed the session with love, light and the greatest good for all beings and objects.  What a beautiful family and a beautiful afternoon.  Thank you S. for allowing me to share Reiki with your family.  Hoppy Birthday.  Much Love.

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Even More from Masterclass

I’m glad I decided to break up these entries as it forces me to stop spinning and to bust out my nearly 40 pages of Masterclass notes… revisit the magic, with purpose.

Feelings… how often do we find ourselves forcing our feelings down or trying to make our feelings fit into some conventional box?  To paraphrase Gabby, have no agenda of what you’re supposed to be feeling.  Let it flow.  You don’t have to feel (or not feel) anything or experience life with the feelings and reactions that are thrust upon you by societal perceptions and “norms.”  Feel what you want!  Feel what is speaking to you, what is speaking from you.

I hear of more and more people identifying as empaths.  I am not one of them.  I, in fact, have a strong shut-off valve.  It comes naturally to me.  If I could box it up and sell it, I would.  Gabby talked about shifting toward compassion rather than empathy so we can heal, serve and not take on other’s energy.  My Rescue family, please print out the preceding sentence and tape it to your wall.  Read it every day.  Revisit it before opening your Rescue email, our volunteer FB group or going out on Rescue calls.  Compassion allows us to feel, heal and serve without the crushing moments that sometimes come with empathy.

On the first evening of Masterclass, Gabby urged us to write our stories and to call on our stories as our expertise and our wisdom.  Reading this line in my notebook is resonating strongly with me today, three-fold.  First, because I’m writing to you now.  Second, in business, we encourage each other to write our stories, to share why we use our products, the magic that these little brown bottles have brought into our lives in the areas of wellness, abundance and purpose.  People often hesitate to write or share their stories because they feel silly about it, they lack confidence in their writing or they don’t think anyone wants to hear their stories.  Culture and community is built on stories!  Write them, draw them, rap them—something!  Share your story; be proud of your journey.

Oh, and third… our Rescue newsletter would not exist without stories from our bunny families and volunteers.  Deadline for the next issue is rapidly approaching and I’ve been gently begging for stories.  Remember, sharing our stories will help save more rabbits and will continue to spread our mission.

The last line of the page of notes I’m reading and reliving says, “Lots of little right actions.”  Isn’t that what our journeys are?  Lots of little actions… some right, some wrong in the moment that eventually lead us to right.  Right being joy or purpose or learning or love.  The next page of my notes starts with me, my stream of consciousness flowing, “I feel perfect in this moment.”  And I do.  Much love.

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Perspective

You’ve heard it or read it a thousand times before… “When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.” -Dr. W. Dyer

That concept has swirled around me the past few days.  (Look at Summer Denise, writing on a Tuesday instead of Sunday… scandalous!).  I’m getting more and more comfortable with change, especially the changes that I didn’t necessarily invite into my life.  I’m shifting my perspective with an intention to see the value in the change for myself and for those with whom I share love.  I’ve always been the type to take words and promises very literally, particularly because I keep my own without question.  Not everyone is like that.  I’ve always assumed their breaking their word, and subsequently our trust, was purposeful.  I’m working to change the way I look at that.  I’m working, because this is wholly MY ISSUE, to see that everyone’s definition of loyalty and friendship is different.  And that’s cool.  Acceptance.

When I go to yoga classes, I rotate where I roll out my mat.  I used to be the type to want the same spot (middle row, side of the room) for every class.  When I switched studios two summers ago, I decided to change that habit.  Now I never get stuck in a rut, as I’m consciously shifting my perspective.  I’m able to be more present because the change in physical space keeps my brain more engaged.  I don’t shift into autopilot, then careen off to what I have to do after class “monkey mind” as easily.  I change the way I look at things every time I step into the studio.  Try it.

It’s not easy to move your spot, to say no, or to walk away from certain people, places or things.  Whether it be habit, pattern or sense of obligation, we sometimes find ourselves going places we don’t want to go, getting into conversations that feel “wrong,” or surrounded by elements that make us feel stifled, fake, even in pain.  Honor yourself.  Walk away.  Drift away.  Run away.  Whatever pace suites you.  I promise, I’m living proof, that when you surround yourself with the people, places and things that match your level, frequency, and power, your happiness, soul and success will soar.

Flip it on its head today.  Change that perspective.  Shed the confines of relationships and situations that no longer serve your highest good.  Hop into something that feels better, that feels right.  Then watch the miracles fly.  Much love.

 

Valerie

I don’t do diapers, but I’ll gladly do litter boxes.  We bunny-sat for Valerie this weekend.  Call her a BWB (big white bunny), REW (rudy-eyed white), but the most fitting label for her is Snuggle Bunny!  This girl can cuddle for hours.  It’s kind of funny—people, especially those with kids, who inquire about adopting a rabbit often think they want a dwarf or other small rabbit.  Here’s where it gets funny… the little ones usually aren’t the cuddly ones!  The BWBs and REWs, in my modest five+ years experience are the lovers.  The little guys just want to get away from you (with some exceptions of course).

BWBs are the hidden gem of the companion animal world.  They are puppy-like, without the need for outdoor walks and pooper-scoopers.  They are sweet and playful.  They are abundant in love and cuteness.

Valerie snuggled with me more from Friday to Sunday than my boys have for the entirety of 2017.  I was able to read a book next to her without her trying to eat it—Peanut and Tater have “personalized” many novels.  Valerie is one the neatest rabbits I have ever encountered, and I handle, on average, 15 rabbits per week.  She made one, yes one, “bunny button” outside of her litter box over the three days she was here.  Unfamiliar environment, unfamiliar rugs, still neat.  She’s a dream come true with big ol’ ears.  And you should see those binkies!

Falling in line with how things go around here, Valerie loves the Bunny-Daddy far more than she loves me.  I clean; he feeds.  The logic is there.  She and I would be in the thick of a 20+ minute patting session… then the door would open.  Footsteps on the stairs to the lower level.  And she would bolt away from, poised at the far end of the double-pen, waiting for her new bestie to come for a visit.  Forget me—Bunny-Daddy is here.  Thanks, girl.

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Bunny-Daddy and his favorite girl

We absolutely loved having her here and begrudgingly gave her back to her wonderful family last night.  They’ve become great friends of ours, just like you parents with human children make mom and dad friends.  They get us.  And I try not to get jealous of how perfect their little angel is while I’m cleaning up hundreds of stray “bunny buttons” in our living room.

Valerie’s parents, thank you for sharing her with us for the weekend.  She’s welcome back here, any time.  Much love.