OK, maybe you'll think I've gone crazy, but here is an energy healing technique that I've used recently. I'll let YOU decide what it means …
In 2013 I suddenly developed a rash on my arms. It was ugly, blistered and itched like crazy. And then it started spreading. It went on for months, in spite of all the creams I could think of, and I finally discussed it with my chiropractor who is also a kinesiologist. He said I had an allergy to sugar and I should lay off ALL sugar for a few weeks.
Now, this is odd because I don't eat a lot of sugar. And the timing really sucked because this announcement happened just as the holidays were beginning. I try to exercise restraint but I absolutely knew that a sugar-free holiday season was simply not going to happen.
So I decided to follow the advice given in the article below. I've had this article for years and so I don't know where it came from. I apologize for not giving credit to the author. It's beautiful and special so please use it if it resonates with you.
Tension was at the breaking point. Rumors and accusations were flying, hardly anyone was speaking to anyone else. Important people were threatening to walk out. There was plenty of fear and anger.
Does this describe something you have experienced? An argument with your significant other, a family gathering, an office setting, a political situation, control central for the rebuilding phase of a natural disaster?
In this case it was the end of my second year of medical school. I'll spare you the dramatic details, but it looked as though we were on the brink of the school shutting down. The actions I had taken in trying to restore harmony (I was in the student government and was never one to keep my mouth shut) had gotten me very close to being kicked out of school.
It was not fun.
Three other students and I decided to do an experiment. It seemed like a stretch to me, but harmless enough. We sat in a circle in a secluded room. Somebody said that pink is the color of light around the loving heart. So we imagined that the entire school, the faculty, administration, all the students and staff were in the middle of the circle, and that we were sending pink healing light into and around the whole situation.
I'm not sure how long we sat there in silence, or what else was said before or after. I do remember feeling love, compassion, and hope replacing my fear, anger, and hostility. But I didn't have any expectation that this little session would have any other impact.
The next morning I'd completely forgotten about it. I remember walking in, going to my locker, and thinking something was different. Gradually it dawned on me that people were smiling, talking, laughing. It wasn't until I saw one of the friends from the night before wink at me that it suddenly made sense.
It took a few weeks for the rest of the situation to be resolved, and in retrospect I wish we'd understood just how powerful was the unseen force with which I now realize we were working. I'm sure we would have been back in that little room a few more times. But while that was working out, we moved on.
Based on our "success" a couple of us recruited others to try something else in the same vein.
Several of us had developed an intense dislike for one of our teachers of a required course. I had made a stink about it and the animosity seemed mutual between me and the teacher. One day, six of us spent the last five minutes of class imagining we were beaming positive pink energy at this teacher.
At the end of the class I was shocked beyond words when the teacher walked up to my desk with a smile, put her hand on my shoulder, and said something nice to me.
It would be great if I could report that I learned my lesson right then and there and my life completely changed as I began to pave the way in all my relationships with positive intention. Instead, it's taken me ten more years to get to the point where I am more often than not aware of the power of my intention, expectations, and feelings to actually change how things will turn out.
Now it's normal at an airport or on the phone with a customer service person to imagine the best, send love, and get smiles from strangers, a seat on a full flight, an upgrade I didn't have to pay for, an extra refund or special deal.
Just the other day, four of us emerged triumphant, sweaty, and none too clean after five days of backpacking down to the bottom of the Grand Canyon and back up. Standing in line to check in at the hotel lobby, my friend observed that the guy behind the desk hadn't smiled once at any of the folks who preceded us in line. She predicted rudeness and problems with our reservations.
Not skipping a beat, I whispered to her about sending him pink light and imagining him having a great day and happily greeting and taking care of us. Less than a minute later, he was grinning from ear to ear as he grandly explained that although the rooms weren't ready, he'd arrange towels, soap, shampoo and a private bath for each of us in a separate building. We were soooo grateful as that nice hot water washed away a week of sweat and dust!
What's going on here?
It's not that pink light has some magical quality. I could just as well imagine white light, or golden, or any other color. It need not even be any kind of "light" at all.
It has also worked for me when I can imagine I am looking through the eyes of God, or that another person and I are held in the arms of a great spiritual being. The point is that it is an image that I associate with unconditional love, healing, compassion, peace. It is an image I can easily reach. It's innocent and neutral and not "loaded" with confusion or guilt or longing or memories or "shoulds" that sometimes are attached to my thoughts about particular spiritual beings.
It feels good to me. And it helps me get into the mental attitude that benefits me and everyone around me.
This week I'm imagining the people and animals and plants in the southeastern USA in pink light, and the leaders of the rescue efforts in pink light, and all the lands and people still rebuilding from last winter's tsunami, and all the people in Iraq, and the guy in the car next to mine, and the woman walking down the street pushing a stroller, and the people who have different religious and political views from mine, and each of my friends and family members as they come to mind, and myself when I catch myself having a judging thought, and the person I'm judging, and my own body, and you.
You are invited to join in with any image that works for you, knowing that what we are really doing is aligning with the energy Mr. Wattles [Wallace Wattles] calls so many different names and is, after all, the Source of ALL healing and every other form of goodness.