When a friend of mine sent a shout-out about needing volunteer clients to perform Reiki sessions on, I jumped on that opportunity without hesitation. Having grown up with a mother who naturally healed with energy and have experienced first-hand the benefits of this kind of hands-on therapy, I was grateful for the chance to have it done on me during this pregnancy. The unfolding of our session together was truly amazing and I was left with such wondrous vibes that I cannot help but share my experience.
It began with the setting of the scene, left up to me to dictate what would help me attain a state of relaxation, which I was grateful for. I chose to have the lights dimmed, with some soothing music playing in the background from one of my personal lists, surrounded by comfortable pillows to support my pregnant self, and some nag champa incense lit as fragrance. All my senses were then suitably engaged to maintain a serene mood.
Bear with me as I try to recall the experience from this point on, as my altered state was not conducive to remembering exact details.
She began by mentioning a general outline of what she was about to do, so as not to startle me, also asking for my permission to lay her hands on me while taking careful consideration of my pregnant belly, which some women are apt to be uncomfortable with being touched, though I was perfectly fine with that. Then I was asked to close my eyes and just relax into the bed.
The first sensation that I took notice of was how hot her hands were as they held my head. It reminded me of those hot towels you can get at spas to help relax you, which was very nice. I recall how my thoughts were initially jumbled, much like the running commentary I have going on in my head during the day, however they did not maintain my focus and just drifted off effortlessly. I started focusing on my breathing and imagined what she had told me she would be visualizing during the process; our energy cycling between us. The visual I had was of light pouring in from her head and running through her body into mine, following the length of me and coming out of my feet. I imagined how the rainbow energy would alternate between pouring out of me into the ground and also redirecting into her, coming out of her feet instead. I was absorbed with this depiction for a long while until she moved down to my shoulders.
Suddenly my thoughts took an abrupt turn and I started reminiscing about my son’s traumatic birth, reliving it but in a detached way. I saw it movie-style with the recurrent thought that I could let it go now. That I am ready to be free of the binds that experience has had on me since its unfolding. I kept picturing a green glass sphere that had a grey film on it that slowly dissipated much like blowing dust off of an item. I then thought about my devoted husband and adoring son and was suddenly filled with such gratefulness for their presence in my life. I felt like despite everything I have gone through that I am okay, that we’re okay and we’ve come through to the other side. This sequence led to my musing about this upcoming birth and the residual fears I’ve had about it which unexpectedly seemed trivial compared to the profound joy birthing another child would bring me. I was filled with this overwhelming sense of bliss and of wonder about the process, and about life in general and felt like my heart would explode from the sheer power of it. I could feel my eyes burning behind my eyelids with such an intense heat at this point. Tears were welling up behind them and threatened to spill over but my ego-self was mocking me (misplaced pride I suppose!) and so I tried to rein them in lest I look like a sobbing fool in the middle of my living room.
Up until this point my extremities were cold, almost numb, with my heat pooling in the center of my body. After she moved down to my abdomen, my hands and feet started tingling and I felt them being rushed with heat and felt quite warm all over. My baby in utero then started moving profusely and I could feel rhythmic tightening of my cervix. I panicked a little and told myself that though I felt like it was safe for me to birth this baby when she would be ready, now was certainly not the time! I felt so at peace with my body and my pregnancy in that moment. I felt light as a feather.
As she moved down my legs I lost feeling in my arms for a moment and then it felt like my arms were crossed over my chest instead of laying down at my sides, like they were in reality. It was a very strange sensation. Then it started feeling like I had more than one set of limbs that were waving back and forth at my sides, with one pair crossed over my chest. I wasn’t too sure what to make of that experience and so just let it pass. Subsequently my body felt like it was melting into the table and I could no longer feel my body at all. All the aches and pains from my arthritis were mysteriously gone and I no longer even felt pregnant anymore. The only thing that I could sense was where she was touching me at the moment, which was then at my feet. It felt like she was anchoring me, preventing me from floating away completely. There was no other thought in my head other than witnessing the sensations.
Once finished her routine, I felt so grounded into myself, completely aware of my entire body. I was extremely relaxed but fully conscious at the same time. I was actually surprised that I didn’t fall asleep during the process like I would normally do at any other time I have the chance to close my eyes (being pregnant with an active toddler who no longer naps is slowly killing me I swear). I felt so refreshed and energized that I could have stayed up all night debating philosophy if I wanted. We ended up chatting together for a long while afterwards but had to wrap it up to tend to our families finally. That night I slept more peacefully than I have been able to for many months now. I felt like it was an intensive healing therapy session because of the potency of the emotions that I experienced and worked through in such a short time. It was amazing. If she could come over every week and work her voodoo magic on me, I would welcome it gladly.