For years and years I’ve been a believer in Meditation, Reiki, Chakras, Energy Healing, the power of
I believe it works.
And I’ve preached, I mean literally “preached!!!!!!!” this stuff to the males in the house. #2Son has sort of gotten it (I have hope). #1Son….he just sort of says “yeah, whatever” (I have to believe that he WILL believe). SG, being the stubborn little (yeah, okay, he’s 6’6”) shit, never quite got into it.
All of a sudden, he’s there. All of a sudden, HE BELIEVES!! And he’s headed off, full steam ahead, to find what he needs. He’s at one of the places you can buy crystals, asking questions, looking at the selection, asking more questions, learning if you will. All of a sudden, he’s BUYING crystals. He’s “smudging” the house (don’t have the heart to tell him that smudging the “house” isn’t what he should be doing….just let him carry on his merry way, after all, smoking sage smells alright) he’s smudging himself and the boys. Hell, he’s even smudging me.
So, this morning, instead of reading my 27 blogs that I have bookmarked, I did research. Lots and lots of research. I mean, if it’s on the internet, it has to be true, right? I chose to put what I wanted to do (and what I soooo needed to do) on the back burner, to do what I thought I should do.
Get this guy some information on just what it was that he was doing.
Probably one hundred pages later, saved to a word document, only printing out what I thought was useful, I was done. And I delivered it to him with his morning cup of tea. Yes, I rock that way, I deliver tea to my life mate while he lies in bed either still sleeping (yes it gets cold) or watching TV. Oh, and we are NOT going there!
And, through the fear of life ending as he knew it, he read it as well. It was nice to see that all of my sacrifices and investigative abilities may have just paid off. I mean, if you’re going to get into this stuff, GET INTO THIS STUFF!!!! He received a shit load of information from me which will help him through this journey of discovery.
But only after he stepped outside into the morning light to retrieve his crystals. He had put them out there to regenerate their energy from the moon.
He doesn’t know that the crystals that he chose, while they are healing, do not need regeneration from the moon. They’re okay on their own.
Will I survive this? Probably.
Will I be sane when finished? Not so much.
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