23.2.2016 | 00:27
In my last blog post, I was pondering my “next steps” along this health and wellness journey.
I just found out, in a big way.
I was receiving my final (for the time being, at least) NAET session. (I cleared our little homemade nut mix with no problem. Whew!!)
I mentioned that I had a bad reaction to a solvent the plumber used while repairing our kitchen sink and garbage disposal pipes.
So I agreed to an “energetic detox” after the NAET clearing.
Yeah, that opened a can of worms. Big time!!
Accumulated toxins, accumulated emotional baggage.
Yep, I’ve still got issues, all right.
Is it any wonder I’m chronically constipated?
Yes, I already knew there had to be a psychological component to that.
I knew there was – excuse the expression – some “psychic shit” that I needed to rid myself of.
I’ve been around the energy healing block enough times to know that physical symptoms are never just indicative of physical issues.
There’s always a mental, emotional or energetic component to it.
You don’t have to be an avid follower of Louise Hay to know that much.
(Although if you haven’t already read it, her book You Can Heal Your Life is really incredible. She walks her talk….)
So my doctor and I had a nice little chat to see if we could find out what’s been accumulating besides environmental toxins.
It seems as though I’ve been carrying around a lot of blame and anger for things that have happened during the course of my life.
I’ve already done a lot of work in this area, but I need to do some more.
Turns out I’ve been missing a very important tool:
To get the best results, you need to have a “safe space.”
As I was lying on the table, it occurred to me: “Holy cats!! I don’t feel as though I have a safe space – I have WiFi, a smart meter, neighbors whose cigarette smoke wafts into my (closed up!) home…. We’re surrounded by power lines…. NOT SAFE!!!”
So I had to create one.
I couldn’t think of a thing, and then it hit me:
A “dragon suit.”
Yep, that’s right – I visualized myself surrounded by beautiful red “Fire Dragon” armor. And I felt safe.
And it sure as hell didn’t hurt when a vision of the Archangel Michael, wielding his flaming sword, standing over me – guarding me – popped into my head….
(He’s been my Guardian Angel all of my life, I think – I just didn’t realize it until a few years ago.)
Okay, I’ve got the safe space now.
And now I get to do my “homework.”
I need to write some stuff down, let go of any residual blaming, and burn it – and let go of whatever anger remains….
I’ve done some similar things to this “ritual” over the past several years, but this feels … well, safer, somehow.
It feels as though whatever was missing before has finally fallen into place….
I’ll keep you posted.
(And yes, now you know how the “Divine Dragon” came to be….)