Friday, June 21, 2013

Self-Healing, Cancer and Love - Part 1

This is an excerpt from A Personal Guide to Self-Healing, Cancer and Love (Available Here). The book is an energy healing and meditation guide for families who are dealing with cancer. The techniques in the book are complementary to medical care. 

Preface

Although I did not know it at the time, the winter of 1996 would change my life forever. My family lived in La Jolla, California. I was 16 and had just returned home after a year in boarding school. La Jolla was a beautiful place full of sunshine, weekends at the beach and tennis clubs. My brother was back from a year in military school and our younger sisters were both in elementary school. On the surface everything looked the same but life was slowly starting to change. Our dad traveled for work regularly and we were used to seeing him on weekends. His work was winding down and though he had more time to spend with us, he never seemed to have the energy for it. In the space of a year he had gone from being playful and good-natured to volatile, stubborn and always tired. He complained of nausea and headaches, but migraines run in the family so we did not think much of it. I remember being pissed off one weekend when he would not get up off the couch. We were running late for a special occasion. I thought something along the lines of “It’s not like you have cancer,” and stomped off.

At times it was as if I had come home to a stranger. Dad, at age 45, was acting erratically, camping out in pajamas and watching TV all day. I thought it was delayed grief over my grandfather’s death a few years earlier. The two of them never got along. Abuelo, Spanish for grandfather, had a difficult upbringing and he carried the scars with him through life. Growing up, Dad felt torn between forced loyalty to Abuelo and his love for the maternal grandfather who always reached out to him. That conflict was one of the reasons why my parents moved to California shortly after I was born. The last years of Abuelo’s life were full of drama, emotional tension and what soon became a feud between father and son. In retrospect, Dad would have benefited from counseling to deal with the emotional turmoil and to see Abuelo in a more forgiving light. Instead, Dad swept it under the rug. With this history bubbling under the surface, it was not surprising to see it play out as apathy, depression and frequent migraines.

Dad was increasingly hard to live with and eventually he decided to live part-time at my grandmother’s summerhouse nearby. He came and went between the two homes, much like he had commuted to Mexico City for the better part of five years. That December we spent Christmas Eve together at home and had planned a skiing holiday in Colorado. But Dad came down with the flu and we left without him. He promised to fly out when he felt better, but the days went by and he had no plans to join us. My mom was worried because he did not sound like himself. We felt disconnected and helpless, staying in a small ski lodge hundreds of miles away. My mom rang her best friend, Cristina, who we knew as La Teacher because she gave private cooking lessons in the area. She and her husband lived off the San Diego coast on beautiful Coronado Island.

Mom was reluctant to ask the favor as it meant a 40-minute drive from Coronado to La Jolla. Better safe than sorry. Cristina packed a sandwich and sent her husband, Guillermo, to check on Dad. He rang the doorbell and got no response. Guillermo cracked open a side window, removed the mosquito net and climbed through. Dad was on the second floor watching television. He heard the doorbell but did not think to answer it. Guillermo made small talk while my dad ate the sandwich. He seemed OK but the days went by and Dad still felt unwell. This time my dad’s older brother went to check on him. He decided to take him to the hospital. How my uncle managed to get him down the stairs we’ll never know! At six feet five and 220 pounds, my dad was a big guy. Luckily, so was my uncle. The thought of them stumbling to the car made us chuckle a few days later.


Read Part 2 HERE  


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Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Angel Intuitive Practice Thread


It is time for something new! The past year or so I have been giving angel readings on Facebook. It has been great fun and the forum has helped me build my confidence when it comes to intuition. I think its time to let others practice as well, so I will soon be piloting an Angel Intuitive Practice Thread. 

The idea is for budding intuitives, mediums, and angel card readers (like myself!) to practice. When I first started giving readings online, I was not sure how accurate they would be. You would be surprised. 

Its easy to get in the zone, this works for me: 

Opening Up Meditation. Any information that comes through, arrives through our Chakras. Especially the Heart and Brow Chakra in my case. I start by sitting down with my eyes closed. I visualize a big tree at my back. Its roots go deep into the earth and they keep me rooted in my place. Still conscious of the tree's deep roots, I allow my mind's eye to trace it all the way up. Its beautiful green leaves are full of sunshine and I imagine the breeze around us. The tree acts like a messenger between myself and the realm where the angels exist. By listening to the three I can hear and pass on messages.

Choose the Readee.  At this point, I turn my attention back to the computer screen and my Facebook Page. I post an update inviting people to ask for readings and then I choose them from the list, one by one. Sometimes I just see where my eyes land first. Or I look at their comments and a word or phrase will catch my attention. When I have a person, I close my eyes and ask for an image. 

Ask for the Message. Often it comes as a word, a feeling, a lyric or even a movie scene. Then I start writing about it and see what happens. The thing about giving readings is that younjust go with it. Don't think too much and just see what comes out. Its easier for me ifI imagine the words flowing from my Heart Chakra, down my arms and out my hands. I try to keep clear of my logical mind,   which would probably muddle it up. The Heart Chakra is the seat of our intuition. The Throat helps us communicate, whether its writing or speaking. Or typing up a quick message on Facebook.  

Angel Cards and Runes. If I am stuck for an image or feeling unsure, I turn to my cards or runes for help.  I start by asking the Archangels to give me a relevant message, then I shuffle the cards and choose one. This makes it a lot easier, especially if the person I am reading is in another place. When I look at the card I watch for my first impression. What do I notice, how does it make me feel? What does it mean? Then I start writing. Runes are also really helpful, but I stick to cards because it was easier for me to learn the meanings and the messages flow quicker that way. 

A few suggestions on how to word your readings   =)

  • Keep it positive, helpful and specific. If I sense that someone is in a sad  place, I ask for a message that will help them. Often its a reassuring message. Sometimes it gives them a broader perspective or points out a blind spot in their thinking. 

  • Tell them what you saw and what it means. The person receiving the reading may respond to either element. If a particular song popped into my mind, that song will often relate to them on a personal level and it grounds the reading.  

So next Tuesday the 25th, I will post a thread on Facebook, inviting the community to give each other readings. This can be great fun and in the long run, its much better to develop your own intuition. Angel Cards are also very simple and easy to use. My personal favorites are Doreen Virtue's Angel Tarot. I also love her Angel Therapy Cards, as well as the Sharman-Caselli Tarot Deck. Beautiful, simple cards. 

Let the games begin!  





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Sunday, June 16, 2013

Sometimes the Earth Shakes

Yesterday I was sitting home alone, at my mom's house, watching The Dark Knight when the earth started shaking. Like really shaking. I had never been in Mexico City during an earth quake. It was really strong, especially now that my mom moved into a very tall apartment building. Yikes! As a kid in California we had lots of drills at school. Drop on your knees, cover your head and neck and crawl under the nearest desk. Well, my mom doesn't have any desks except for a glass writing table. 

It took me a couple seconds to realize that yes it was a quake, and I should probably get off the couch. The Jokers voice still playing in the background, I wracked my brain, thinking where to go. This isn't the house where I grew up and I still don't know where things are. All the while I was conscious that we are on the third floor of a twenty story building. With glass panes all around though thankfully none of them cracked. Though the building really creaked and shook.

So I stood under the nearest door frame and waited. Then I spotted a wooden table nearby and crawled under it. Are we still supposed to crawl under tables? I felt a little bit ridiculous but went ahead and did it. The phone started to ring furiously. My mom calling. So what is the protocol there? If the earth is still shaking do we go pick up the phone? It kept ringing and ringing and against my better judgement I crawled out from under the table to find a phone. It was my mom.

"Did you feel it?" She asked.

"It's still shaking!" 

It lasted for about a minute and stopped. Pheww. I grabbed the phone, put on my sneakers and went back to the television. Also checked Facebook and Twitter for updates lol, funny how we now go to our social media to find out what happened. It was quite the experience though thankfully nothing happened. 



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Friday, June 14, 2013

How do you feel today?

At the end of April I spent a couple days in bed. I hurt my back and it was really painful to walk, sit or stand. I went to the doctor and they gave me pain killers only. I was totally out of commission for three days, after a week I could walk and sit normally, and after two weeks I was back to normal. Though I haven't really made much of an effort to work out, walk, or go to the gym since then. Two months, now. 

Not surprising, I gained a couple pounds though I am not sure that anyone else notices. I'm lucky to be really really tall, so if its plus or minus five pounds, no one notices except for myself. But my clothes are a bit tighter than they used to be. Last month I bought a new pair of skinny jeans, size 28 instead of my usual 27. Just one size, but a couple years ago that would have driven me up the wall. Today, I could care less. I will go back a 27 when I go back to a 27.

The sharp back pain, followed by no back pain, made me realise that the only thing that matters is how we feel. Not how we look. And you can feel fantastic, no matter how you look. It has been a nice lesson in self-esteem and self-acceptance. Not bad for a girl who used to obsess about her weight (back in my pre-healing days, long long ago) ... 


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Wednesday, June 12, 2013

My First Book Interview - Eek!

Today I had my first ever book interview. Felt a little tongue tied at times but I think it was OK, if a little bit short. When it was over I remembered an anecdote from Louise Hay's You Can Heal Your Life, where she talks about how important it is to be kind to yourself, and encouraging in all you do. Louise Hay has been speaking in public for ages, and in the book she thinks back to her first appearance. The nerves, and that when it was done, she automatically thought to herself GOOD JOB! Yes, there were things she could have done better, but she started by patting herself on the back and thinking that she'd do even better next time around. And she did, again and again. 

So my first book interview is out of the way. I will pat myself on the back and then tomorrow I will sit down to think about my talking points and what I want to cover next time. It was a good start. Off we go ... 

So here it is! 

Self-Healing, Cancer and Love Interview




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Saturday, June 8, 2013

Proofing my Book!

Two days ago I received a special delivery in the post - the first proof of my new book on Self-Healing and Cancer! I really can't believe it. I ordered five copies and my family is helping me proof it before it goes live. It is so exciting to see and hold a print copy after so many months. And it looks pretty cute too =) 

I love reading e-books because they don't take up space, but as a first time author, the print copy is just so much more exciting. It is also much easier to spot little typos and formatting problems, like the heading in chapter six that was bigger than it should be, etc.

I'm also thinking about how I can  use this proof to send reiki to my readers. We learned a technique in my Reiki II workshop that involves sending healing to the past, present or future. Thought it would be nice to put some Reiki Healing and Light into the book, so that it will be there for anyone who reads it. It won't automatically heal them as their soul has to be open to receive it. It will be there for them, just in case ... 






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