~~ Sent the Reiki again for 12 minutes ~~
I woke up this morning and sat in my green chair to send the Energy through my hands, and about half-way through my session, I heard my son Sky, come into the room and sit in the other chair.
I heard loud sighs.
Then, "Dahhdy!"
I ignored him, because he knows I am obviously internalized, meditating, sending the Love. He knows that Mommy and Daddy meditate, and he knows and understands all about what I am doing. He is a good Energy transmitter himself.
"Daaahhhdy...."
Again, no response from me.
"Dahhhhhdy...."
I kept sending the Love through my hands, and when I was done, I had a talk with him. He wanted me to go downstairs and switch the channel because it was on the wrong station. He knows better than to interrupt someone's meditation. That's like a golden rule in our family.
I remember when we went and got him in Guatemala. He was 17 months old, and there was this drive from Antigua to Guatemala (we went to Antigua for sight-seeing) and I had him in my arms. He had fallen asleep. The traffic was heavy, and of course we had no seatbelts on. I remember going around this winding corner, and I looked up at the mountainside, and felt so much peace, so much joy, because he was in my arms. It didn't matter what happened in the future, because I was in the moment with my boy.
I heard loud sighs.
Then, "Dahhdy!"
I ignored him, because he knows I am obviously internalized, meditating, sending the Love. He knows that Mommy and Daddy meditate, and he knows and understands all about what I am doing. He is a good Energy transmitter himself.
"Daaahhhdy...."
Again, no response from me.
"Dahhhhhdy...."
I kept sending the Love through my hands, and when I was done, I had a talk with him. He wanted me to go downstairs and switch the channel because it was on the wrong station. He knows better than to interrupt someone's meditation. That's like a golden rule in our family.
I remember when we went and got him in Guatemala. He was 17 months old, and there was this drive from Antigua to Guatemala (we went to Antigua for sight-seeing) and I had him in my arms. He had fallen asleep. The traffic was heavy, and of course we had no seatbelts on. I remember going around this winding corner, and I looked up at the mountainside, and felt so much peace, so much joy, because he was in my arms. It didn't matter what happened in the future, because I was in the moment with my boy.
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