I’ve been asked to write a book about ‘How to teach Reiki‘ so I thought I’d better try! This is the Foreword, which explains why I’m mentioning Summer at the end of Autumn. Anyway, fingers crossed that it’s okay, here goes:
I fell in love with Reiki over twenty years ago.
Just thinking this, I feel a smile spreading through the whole of my being.
I am sitting in the summer sunshine on the deck that overlooks my wonderful wild garden, where, now, in July, the reds and oranges of day-lilies and montbretia vie with the mauve of rosebay willow herb, the pink stars of rambling roses, the purplish blue of wild geraniums and a magnificent clematis the colour of a clear evening sky. The perfume of honeysuckle and roses is heavy in the late afternoon air. A light breeze ruffles the leaves of the rowan tree. The complaints of squabbling jackdaws interrupt the contented buzzing of bees. A child laughs in the garden next door.
As the smile reaches my lips, I can think of no other love in my life than compares with my love for Reiki. I am privileged to have known many loves and to have been loved much in return, but Reiki is more than any tense of the verb ‘to love’ … it is Love itself….
I believe that Reiki is simply love, an energy from the Divine — whatever you perceive that to be — that moves within us all and which informs the whole of life itself.
Reiki is energy. It can be perceived but it cannot be seen. It can be felt, but it cannot be touched. It can be heard, but its sound is that of the universe and cannot be recreated. Some few individuals are aware of its perfume, but are unable to describe it. Others see it as light, but the colours are so intense and vibrant that comparison is almost impossible.
Reiki is wisdom.
Reiki is that undefinable life force — known variously as prana by theIndians, qi by the Chinese, ki by the Japanese, vital force or orgone by Europeans — that gives us aliveness.
All I say here is my own opinion, my own personal understanding of the nature and uses of Reiki, all of which I have learned by allowing it to flow through me. For the past twenty years and more, it has been part of my own energy field, informing and educating me, healing and comforting me, but most of all, teaching me about the nature of compassion and unconditional love.
I am not perfect, by any means. I am human, having chosen to incarnate on earth at this time in a human body with a human mind and human emotions and the spirituality that is vouchsafed to us all. I have foibles and weaknesses. I judge, and I make mistakes. I know that I have accepted others’ opinions as truth. But I have learned to see that this is all part of the richness of life, and that nothing is stuck, nothing is permanent. If I catch myself in something that I dislike, I change. It might be my opinion, it might be my judgement, or it might be some form of conditioning that I have believed to be the truth.
I honour myself by accepting that I am not perfect. Nor would I wish to be… for where is the excitement, the richness, the lesson in that? But I can do my best to see where I can also honour myself by adapting and changing. I believe that in doing so, I allow others to do the same — to adapt and change as they need.