Diary of a Psychic Healer

My first week in Mexico is almost over! I love the weather, still can't get over it being sunny all day. And warm. I forgot what it was like to leave the house without a sweater. Five years in London wiped sunshine from my memory. It's also nice to see family, I haven't caught up with friends yet.  Today I went for a walk  and found an outdoorsy coffee shop. It's walking distance from my mom's place and has a patio with trees and swings. This will be where I go to write, at least until I am done with the hand written first draft of my 2nd book. There's a little lake nearby too. I love nature and even though it doesn't look like the Serpentine or Hyde Park, I'm sure I'll love it.  What else? My back is much better now. I am going to start swimming next week. The osteopaths I saw in London suggested swimming plus strengthening exercises (or pilates). That was what I neglected to do when I pulled a muscle in my back last September. I am...

I have a confession to make.  When I'm in pain, I have a tendency to reach for painkillers. A lot of the time it's fear of feeling pain that makes me go for the painkillers (I'm a wimp) and the past year I've made a point of trying Reiki for 10-15 minutes before reaching for the medicine cabinet. Not today.  Sometimes you have to be practical. I finally boarded a 15-hour flight to Mexico this morning, just a week and a half after I sprained my back when I was packing up my flat. I postponed the flight once and couldn't do so again without overstaying my visa, so I went for the big guns (a blissful OTC combination of paracetamol, caffeine and codeine). Tomorrow I'll go back to stretches, swimming, ice packs, etc.  To be honest, I never considered NOT taking the painkillers. Why suffer through a long flight when I have a perfectly good solution? I swallowed my pride (and the Solpadeine), feels wonderful!  On a side note, this is the fi...

A week ago I was getting ready to leave London. I am still leaving though the flight was put on hold because I sprained my back. Ouch! It's the second time this happens in six months, so I am being incredibly careful. My bedrest has given me a lot of time to think about what might be going on. Both times, I was in the process of moving houses, though aimwasn't carrying anything at the time of the accidents (except for the mental load). The 1st time it happened, I bent down to pick up a piece of paper. The 2nd time it happened, I was getting dressed. Things I do everyday without thinking. The days leading up to each strain, I had already noticed a stiffness in my lower back. Back pain isn't new to me as my spine curves left and then right. The net effect is a straight looking spine even though it has its weak spots. This was diagnosed about seven years ago. The doctor I saw at the time told me to do strengthening excercises and yoga to stay strong. I need to ...

It's time to say goodbye to London. I can't believe it's been 5 years since I got the email from the border agency with the news that my UK work visa had been approved. It sounded too good to be true. I boarded a flight to London, hoping I'd find a job within six months so that I could stay. I won't lie, it was nerve wrecking. Luckily, it didn't take too long to find a marketing job with an American company. My colleagues were friendly, mostly expats and we all had that in common. I was also looking to try something new so I signed up for meditation lessons. In a roundabout way, I found my psychic school and began learning about healing and intuition. The rest is history :-) Since then I have made great friends, in the "muggle world" and through my classes. I also became a healer, started this blog and slowly started to figure out my life. Living in London has opened lots of doors for me but now its time to leave. At least for a while. ...

My angels like to remind me that the holidays are about giving and receiving, with good reason. When we collectively feel kind and generous a cosmic window opens up to let even more blessings into the world. Some of these blessings come our way, others to to people who are more ready to receive.  I am not sure what the difference is, but I would like to think that being happy and willing to give plays a part in it. So give a smile, give a little bit of your time, give a hug, or a friendly word to someone on the street (or in your life). This Christmas I am giving my full attention to my family so this blog is going on holiday, for real this time.  See you in 2014! Please Join Me Below! Books  /  Facebook   /   Instagram   Reiki hugs, Regina 

I had a great reading this week (Awww, I am going to miss my psychic school when I move to Mexico next month). I have always considered myself a doer and an (over) thinker . And now that I am a qualified Healer, I assumed that I would  do a lot of healings. Busy busy.  What the reading suggested, however, was that I simply  be . Without trying to do anything, and that the healing would happen by proximity. Maybe I give off happy healing vibes (smiling!). I like the idea and it also takes some of the pressure off.  This Tuesday I will put it in practice. It's my first official day befriending cancer patients at the centre where I practice Reiki. The job description for a befriender is to sit and listen. It's not about doing anything to help (there is only so much you can do or say). We're just there for them.  Yesterday's readings couldn't have come at a better time. The past few months I have been keen to volunteer as  a Healer but ...

When I was about eight or nine, my mom sent me to Jewish summer camp. We were Catholic and to this day I have always thought she must have had a weird mental lapse when that happened. It wasn't fun being the only Catholic kid. I had never met anyone who didn't think Jesus was the Son of God. I had also never met anyone who didn't believe in or care about Mother Mary. I was shell shocked and for the first few days I kept asking them questions. Not because I disagreed with their faith, but because I  couldn't wrap my head around it. What do you mean you don't believe in X, Y or Z? Lunch time was also a surprise. The other kids told on me for not bringing a kosher lunch and I had to wait until after camp to eat it. Where were all of these rules from? The only food rule we had was "no meat on Fridays in Lent." That summer was an eye opener for so many reasons.  Why do I bring this up now?  Facebook is Why. We all led relatively shel...