As I sit here this afternoon reflecting on energy healing and how each living being is said to have access to that flow of energy, my mind flows back to a time in my life when I was around 9, 10 years old.
My friend, Marybeth, and I went for a walk on this dirt road; this dirt road happened to lead down to the city dump in the small town that I lived in.
As we were walking down the road, we came upon this small dog that was laying on the side of the road.
At the time, my friend and I believed that the dog was alive, just injured.
We decided to do what we could to help this dog.
I don't remember why at that time we chose not to go find an adult for help or to take the dog to one of our homes to ask an adult for help.
Whatever reason, we decided to create a space within the woods next to the road for this little dog to recuperate in.
We built a small lean-to with the branches and leaves that were in the area; we used leaves to lay on the ground as a bed.
We moved the dog under the lean-to, then went back to my house and retrieved a pillow that was one of my dolls, a blanket, food and water and a couple of dishes, then went back to that spot and made sure that it was covered and warm.
And then we both said a little prayer for the dog and left to go back to our homes.
I lived closer to this area so I was able to visit this little dog more often than my friend was.
I would go walking through the woods and collect sections of flowers and different plants that grew in our region; then took them back to where the dog was, and created medicine by crushing the plants and flowers with a rock.
I then took the crushed plant material and placed it along the dogs body. Then sprinkled some into the food bowl.
At that time I had no idea of what Reiki was, this was back in the 70's, and I had never heard of any type of laying on hands or energy healing.
I just felt intuitively guided to lay my hands upon that dog and allow whatever was happening to just do it's natural thing.
Reflecting back now as an adult to that time, I realize that I was intuitively guided to use my hands as a tool to help heal this dog, and to harvest the healing plants from Earth for medicine.
I am not sure how many days that dog was there or how often my friend and I were able to care for it;
I don't remember the exact moment or any remembrance of when the realization came to either of us that the dog had already made it's transition back to the spirit world. I do remember we just stopped going.
This memory reminds me of a quote I shared on Facebook the other day;
'When the outer world didn’t make sense as a child - because you were still tuned into that inner compass, the one untouched by the “fog” of amnesia."
To me, that is a gentle reminder as to how humanity is socially conditioned beginning at a young age.
Somewhere along my childhood journey, I forgot, or became disconnected from that natural inner guidance that I feel all children have.
Fortunately, that intuitive guidance never leaves us. The connection may become veiled by the fog, but it never disappears.
That little girl, kneeling beside a small dog in the woods, listening not to books or rules, but to the whisper of the Earth and the quiet knowing in her hands, she was never lost. She lives within me still.
And today, as I step into the sacred path of energy healing, I do so not to become something new, but to return to something ancient. Something whole. Something that was always mine.
This path is not about fixing what is broken, it is about reawakening what is eternal.
Sending you much love,
Becky 💚