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    Let’s Get Metaphysical…


    2008 - 05.22

    And so tonight, after grabbing a quick bite to eat with Bill, Evelyn and I once more ventured to the weekly meeting at Heavenly Hardware. it has become a pleasant escape from monotony and life’s little insane moments. Best of all, it’s a very fun-loving, welcoming environment… free of harsh opinions and belittling comments. You can honestly speak your mind on any possible topic, and it will only be met with opened ears… and perhaps a little off-the-wall humour.

    We revisited the world of Reiki massage after prolonged introductions (I finally had an opportunity to speak about last week’s odd dream though) and met with a few new faces. Pagans, atheists, and mixed believers alike all enjoyed the diversity. We spent some time meditating while listening to Native American chanting music,which was an unusual experience in itself. And then it was my turn.

    Mike Reikied me. And it felt good.

    He is quite good with his hands, you know.

    If you have never given Reiki a try, I highly recommend it. Perhaps it is merely your subconscious mind at work, but I did feel relieved and relaxed afterward. We each chose a gemstone and waited for the others to finish. I held a pale blue fluorite stone. A blue feather popped into my mind. Though I need to seek out the meaning behind the symbolism still, one other member of the group did find the possible Blue Jay feather to be quite significant, in relation to her departed father.

    Coincidence? Only The Shadow knows

    As is often the case, I left in high spirits. As a teenager, I was intrigued by metaphysics. I had a gigantic collection of gemstones. I explored chakras, psi phenomena, astral projection, and other sundries. I occasionally burnt incense. I felt very much at peace with the world, in the most tumultuous time of my life.

    Perhaps Evelyn is right. Maybe I should reawaken that curious child within myself and begin exploring that often forgotten and belittled aspect of the supernatural world. It may be just a bunch of hocus pocus to some, but but we all have to believe in something to make the world a more tolerable place…

    …don’t we?

    I Reiki Your Yard, Four Dollar!


    2008 - 04.10

    And another fun night was had at the metaphysical shop. Tonight’s topic: Reiki massage.

    Chris and I arrived a tad bit late because of traffic issues, but that wasn’t a problem. Everyone did a very abbreviated introduction and away we went! A 29-year-old named Mike used us as some extra practice for becoming a third-degree Reiki master. And oh my… he was cute! Maybe 5′7″ tall, shaggy light brown hair, a small goatee… nice smile. I was as giddy as a school girl meeting Jessie McCartney for the first time.

    Of course, Mike didn’t do Reiki on me. I left that to Evelyn. But one of these days, I’d love for him to Reiki me…

    Shut up.

    It was an interesting experience, though it’s the second time I’ve been through it. It’s not your typical massage: it involves movement of energy instead of relaxing muscles. It’s different to say the least. We patiently waited as everyone had their turns while the rest of the group meditated and sent and/or absorbed positive energies… which was a convenient excuse for the four of us to try to make each other burst out laughing. I had some strange mental images passing through my mind of each person dancing in a unique-yet-crazy manner, but I felt the humorous atmosphere would be very positive for everyone. A little laughter or snickering in a light-hearted manner never hurt anyone.

    Then it was off to Big Boy for a late snack and the four of us to catch up on the latest paranormal group cruddy drama… I mean business. Lots of laughter, some at my own expense for my alcohol-fueled irritability the previous weekend. Apparently, I was angry at one point about Gloria Estephan. I have no idea why. But Bill’s constant stream of snide comments were probably the root cause.

    Thankfully, I rarely drink. Otherwise, I’m sure I would be more amusing… and not in a pleasant way.

    It will be a crazy-yet-interesting weekend, going to the banquet dinner for the bowling league tomorrow night, then a concert in Cleveland by the Blazing River Freedom Marching Band, followed by my early birthday dinner at a restaurant.

    Good times, good times…