Reiki

Reiki

A Poem by Sharon Kinsella
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Healing, art, warmth - trying to convey my experience.

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Her soft voice assured me that her hands would  help me,
I lay on the table, every need attended to,
A pillow here
A cover there,
She made this broken woman feel cozy and safe.

She lay her hands upon my head and myclosed eyes set up with the third to vision.
Through my closed eyes I could see the dropped ceiling, which was strange and kind of interesting.
When her hands reached my shoulder I started seeing the small purple bubbles,
As if they were drawn by her impossibly warm hands.

They traveled to different spots on my body and things began to gently shift and drift in
peace within me.
By the time she reached my right thigh and hip, I could swear there was another of her hands on my foot.
A river of sweet surrender and burst of red and purple colors started flowing through me,
As if I was moving to the ocean to be with the tides of time.
As she moved up me, my poor raisin liver cried out to leave her alone, I had to tell Lady Liver that she was not the boss of me and she would open herself to the warmth of change that was emerging from the hands of  this soothing woman who loved my body alive.

Deep within me I heard my muscles singing in sweet release of their torturous diseased captors.
This woman has the key to the power of me which gives power to her as my blessing in return.

This gift to my body beyond words or music
But my gratitude flows over as my energy abounds.

Thank you Wizard Woman for your gifts, my road glitter and hum sweet tunes.

© 2010 Sharon Kinsella


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this is grat! it is exactly how i feel when she does the reiki on me. i hav some good trips--without the drugs when i am touched by her magical hands! she is awesome! i know whay she cried whrn she read it.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I had a fellow student perform reiki on me during massage class one time. It was quite a few years ago so I don't remember what I "saw", but I still remember a bit of the sensations. It was something else.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I need to find the Wizard Woman, I never had a massage generate all this in image and feeling. Ahhh so jealous I am !! LOL Any way this was a beautiful write!

Posted 13 Years Ago


did you pay for "happy ending"? it ain't a massage unless you get happy ending...oink

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

excellent expression of the experience . the spiritual energy exudes through your words ~

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

languid sweet ~ graceful energy in fluidity~ you took my body there with mind silken at rest~

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Sharon Kinsella
Sharon Kinsella

lakewood, OH



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