I was first introduced to Reiki by my then massage therapist and now dear friend Louise (Sacred Self Wellness), who picked up on some very real “issues” I was feeling that were manifesting as physical pain. Massaging my neck, back and shoulders (she gives outstanding massages!), Louise shared with me some insight she perceived about blocks in my heart and throat chakras. At this point in our interactions, I shared only my physical symptoms, achy shoulder, tightness in the neck and lower back—but her feedback went deeper than “Be sure to stretch” or “Do something relaxing!” Louise, through her Reiki gift, helped me uncover the root of these aches and pains, finally breaking up knots that no massage could seem to release.
So, now I needed to know more and thus my Reiki journey began. Reiki means “spiritual energy” and is known as Universal Life Force Energy. Is it some hippy-dippy stuff? Maybe. Hippy-dippy-slippy… whatever it is, it works and I’m all in. Reiki works with our natural energies and the energy in all things animate and inanimate. It works hands-on and can happen from a distance. Reiki, from its classic Japanese roots to our modern applications, works to release and to shift energy within to bring balance and flow.
The benefits I’ve reaped from receiving Reiki led me to dig deeper into the methodology of this healing wonder. I’ve been formally attuned to three levels of Reiki energy (one specific to animal healing) and am pursuing my Reiki Master level. After my first attunement, my first formal tap into my own healing energies, the idea to combine this gift with my passion for rabbits and rescue floated in to place. My first official rabbit client Malcolm is a sweet little lop boy who was experiencing some physical issues and I shared Reiki love and light with him and his bunny sister Sylvia. Part of my gift is getting messages, somewhat like Louise was able to read or see in the knots in my neck. I treasure my time with Malcolm and the fact that I was able “translate” his energy into messages for his mom and dad. Erin and Michael, I thank you for that opportunity.
Malcolm has since crossed over the Rainbow Bridge but I count him as one of my main Reiki guides and get messages from him often. He helps me “translate” messages from my own rabbits, whom I treat daily, from other furry clients and from the special needs rabbits at our Rescue group with whom I work every week.
So that, dears, is the origin story, somewhat abridged, of my Reiki rabbit journey.
I’m Tampa-bound this morning, bound to visit a friend I’ve had and treasured since 2001. With all the upheaval in my life of late (I say UPheaval because these have been positive, UPlifting changes), I’m sitting in JFK Terminal 2 thinking about what hasn’t changed– those few people and things that still matter, that still warm my soul and inspire me.
So, what hasn’t changed in 15 years…
-a number of friends that I can count on one hand. I’m good at weeding the friendship garden.
-my love of reading and of high heels– two admittedly unrelated things, but things none the less. Not shockingly, I’ve packed seven books for a three day trip. Shockingly, I packed zero high heels. Well, I packed then unpacked several pairs. That’s growth.
-my determination and ability to make stuff happen. Not only has that persisted all these years, it’s borderline scary-good as I’m harnessing and expanding my gifts.
-my connection to the number 5, to butterflies, to all things purple. And now I’m learning (bonus!!) the meaning of these connections.
Tampa-bound and boarding shortly…
Impressed with the sense of joy and of peace I feel, simply sitting adjacent to Gate C67, headed to a golden friend, bringing with me the most glowing self I’ve ever been.
My carry-on is kind of heavy… My spirit is the right kind of light.
I believe in bunnies. And not just because I can walk into my living room right now and see two of them, hopping around, playing and munching on Timothy hay. I believe in bunnies because their presence in my life shifted my purpose, brought me to a sense of fulfillment that everything else through which I had been toiling could never fill—in fact, those “things” were just ripping the hole wider.
I yearned for “more” for as long as I can remember but could not achieve a feeling of fulfillment because I simply could not figure out what was missing, what my purpose was. But trust—I kept busy: full time career, Master’s degree, often a second job, exercise, friends, appointments, activities, travel, you get the picture. Yet the ache for something more, something authentic, something that quenched this drive to evoke change went unsatisfied. I can clearly connect with the memory of feeling unfulfilled, the physical ache it created. While I was successful in many conventional ways, I simply could not figure out what I wanted, what would fix this broken, empty feeling.
The greatest blessings in my life have furry paws. Some of those paws belong to me and many belong to no one yet, but we are working on that (LongIslandRabbitRescue.org). I found my purpose; I shifted the feeling of emptiness to a feeling of abundance. If you would have told me, even a few short years ago, that I would feel most alive and happy while cleaning litter boxes or coordinating a team to rescue abandoned rabbits in a muddy, wooded preserve… please. But I undoubtedly do.
The path I have walked thus far, doing all the “things” one should do has been a great success by everyone else’s standards. That path left me lost, feeling alone. When I changed my walk to a hop, I started to find my way. Bunnies saved me; that’s why I believe in them so deeply. I believe in me now too.