It’s funny really. I have always had a streak of perfectionism. The desire to be good, better, best. To get it right every time. An inner competition with myself that I could never win.
That thought cropped up several times today. I know I was being asked to focus on what being good enough means. There is an underlying assumption that spiritually equals goodness. So if I’m living a spiritual life I have to be good. But by what standards? The religion I was brought up in? Where it meant being quiet, following the rules and always doing what others expected of me. Or the definition set down in our law? Telling the truth, not harming anyone and, once again, following the rules. Maybe I should be following the conventions about being female? I should be quiet, nurturing, accepting and doing the homemaking. So many standards to be perfect in.
Too many in fact. Being good when it equals being perfect is a lot of hard work. And I have to resolve conflicting rules rather too much. Over many years I’ve come to appreciate that being spiritual isn’t about applying yet another set of rules to myself. It’s actually about me going back to who I am and the way I want to be in the world. I can choose to value my kindness. Or my forcefulness. I can praise my problem solving ability. Or I can recognise how good I am at being a hearer. And a healer. But I don’t have to be these things perfectly in every moment. I can be good enough to the best of my ability. From moment to moment. I can value myself for what I can offer because it will be the best I can give at that time.
When I operate from ‘good enough’ I value myself more appropriately. I can give what I feel able to give. Not what I feel compelled to give because of some unattainable standard. Saints and holy people don’t exsist. But Good Enough people have changed the world for the better. Have you been good enough today? I know I have.
Day 626 of my blogging challenge
Some days turn up side down in moments. Today was my back to work day. But it turned out to be a hospital day instead.
As I sat with my auntie in A & E I couldn’t help remembering the last time she was brought into hospital. Of course when I get to a certain age I expect bits of me will get grumble and need attention. So I know that my auntie may find herself relying on this kind of care more that I would like. She’s been embracing all sorts of physical problems for a lot of years. Aging tends to bring us all to the recognition that our bodies tend to develop physical limitations. I guess I’m glad it’s not limitations of her mind that trouble her. I know it can’t be avoided though and she wasn’t the only elderly person in a cubicle.
It struck me that many independent older people really struggle to accept help. I suspect I might be exactly the same myself. Yet the staff were patient, polite and caring. Even with people waiting in the corridor as the morning picked up pace. Unfortunately there were no free cubicles because there were no hospital beds. The wards were full already. That stood out from the last time we were there. As I sat in the cubicle overnight that time to see if a bed would become free I wrote my blog on paper to type up later. It’s clear to me the pressure hasn’t eased any for these dedicated people. Around 1pm a whole load of juggling began to see if anyone could be moved to side wards or discharged. Not easy decisions to make but the pile up was getting worse.
Once again I thought about the importance of hospital beds. If my auntie ended up needing one it might be another long wait.
I feel it’s too simplistic to argue that we should privatise care, restrict care or divert people to GP surgeries. After all, the earliest appointment she could get to see her own GP was 13 June unless she phoned in at 8am in the morning for an emergency slot. One of the things I know we are really fortunate to have is a health care system that covers everyone for everything. In some other countries this morning’s visit to the hospital would have cost thousands. Money that she doesn’t have. The fact that she could get treated for free was a blessing. So how do we respond to the taking away or slow dismantling of such a system? Should we even be doing that in the first place?
My Guides were sitting with me as I watched my auntie sleep for a while. I understand that she will have to depart for the next life at some time. But I confess that I’d rather keep her here with us as long as possible. How would that happen without the hospital care? I felt an immense gratitude towards those people who are working to make sure that she still has quality of life. We all sat sending out healing to everyone in the department. It must be soul destroying at times for the staff. When they said she could go home I was thankful. But left wondering what the solution was. How to ensure that sick people can get help to be well again? Perhaps the staring point is to help people learn how to stay in energy balance.
Our physical body will fade out. It’s time is limited. But I can help myself avoid putting pressure on the hospital if I focus on my own wellbeing.
Keeping my energy clear and balanced. Letting go of stuckness and seeking positive energy. Listening to the signals of my body and dealing with them as quickly as possible. Using my intuitive healing ability on myself. Asking for the healing support from the Energy Beings who work with me. There are so many ways to achieve wellbeing if I wish to do so. Perhaps I also need to be active in the debate about our health services. I do believe it’s time for more holistic approaches, more listening ear sessions and intuitive connections to what dis-ease is. Instead of the medical model I’d like to suggest the holistic model. Medicine has it’s place in treating illness but there is scope for so much more.
My auntie is home and I’m grateful. She has had large blasts of energy healing and I’m grateful for that too. I appreciate everything the A & E staff did for her. But I recognise it’s time for change. We escaped sitting in the corridor and cubicle for 14 hours this time. Others haven’t been so lucky. Nor are the staff who have to deal with this on a daily basis. Whenever you can please send a positive healing thought to the people in hospital beds, the staff caring for them and the families affected by illness. Finally, if you want to change the system then you have to enter the debate. It’s no good waiting until you need the A & E department!
Day 554 of my blogging challenge
Laughter is the best medicine. That’s what I tell myself if I’m in need of a boost. Although some days I forget the accuracy of this idea. Especially when I’m feeling ill or stressed. That’s when I find my Guides bringing me giggles.
Laughter is also something I notice the Spirit people bringing to their loved ones. Grief and sadness can be set aside for a few moments if we can laugh about something. A shared story of a memory. Something that brings us to tears because it’s funny once again. I know that I often get silly pictures in my mind. Random evidence so that the person I’m reading for will remember the fun times. I also know that my Guides bring me amusing things when I’m feeling low. They get me laughing so that I can step out of the low feelings for a while.
The power of a few minutes giggling. Or chuckling and laughing out loud. It can move me from feeling sorry for myself into feeling like I’m ok. That’s what is so powerful about a wake. Having a space to both laugh and cry about the person who has gone to the Afterlife. And long after the passing of a loved one the laughter can still be shared. When I’m bringing in the evidence and messages the warmth of laughter still connects love one to loved one. Today I met a lovely Spirit man. He was bringing the laughter to the person I read for. I discovered it was badly needed. Because sometimes we are hard on ourselves. When it’s not actually necessary.
That gift of fun boosted both of us. We started laughing. Healing energy flowed into the room as the tension was released. The causes aren’t important. What was wonderful was the moment when laughter took over.
I love that this Spirit and my Guides worked to get me some lightness today. I’m still a bit off balance. My car decided to have a problem and I had to cancel another event. Something I don’t like to do. I really needed to rest again. But was giving myself a hard time about doing so. After the reading, with that blast of laughter energy still making me chuckle, I took myself off to bed. Where I had four hours of peaceful sleep. How precious that bringing the laughter has helped me do some more healing.
Day 474 of my blogging challenge.
One of the best things about opening up to my intuitive ability has been the chance to be part of sharing healing energy with others. Through my connection with Reiki, the Earth’s ArchAngels and Spirit beings I am often given energy to pass on.
Although I enjoyed my work as a therapeutic counsellor and knew I was part of a healing process I did sometimes feel that something was missing. At that time I hadn’t started to see the world as an energy environment. I knew about thoughts and feelings. I understood that these would influence choices and actions. But I didn’t recognise the energy that flowed as I thought or felt something. Healing support was given by medicines and talking therapies. When I opened up my connections to Energy Beings it shifted the way I understood my world.
It also changed the way I understood what healing meant. I became aware of dis-ease as an energy form. And that other energy could be given to release, change or disperse that energy form. As I explored more about energy healing I realised that I was being given regular blasts of healing energy. In the first place that healing energy only worked to help me remove stuck and damaging energy from my aura and physical body. Over time, however, I began to get more healing energy than I needed. That’s when my Guides suggested I learn to give that energy to others.
That began my journey into Reiki and Spirit healing. Learning to transfer what I had been given across to other people.
Even though I’ve been doing this work for a long time I am still awed by the way that the healing energy flows for all of those who come along for a treatment. Or the feedback from the videos I’ve issued that send out the healing energy too. I love that we are surrounded by all the positive flow of energy that we could ever wish for. That it is available to every single person. And all we have to do is be willing to receive it. So when I get a day like today, working to pass on the healing vibrations, I always enjoy giving all I am given.
My healing energy work has also given me the opportunity to become a healing teacher. I try to encourage every one I can to find out about the Energy world. Each time I do another Reiki attunement I know that another person will find that what they give out they also get back. I know that if we all approached our wellbeing from an energy point of view there would be much less need for medical intervention. If you are feeling like you’re out of sorts, out of balance or in need of a boost please think about asking for healing for yourself. I am sure that you, like me, can benefit from what is given to all of us.
Finally, please share in the discussion and information about energy healing. There are many ways to access help and support. You don’t have to suffer through things. Energy is being given so that you to can learn to give to yourself ?
Day 417 of my blogging challenge.