gorgeous heat from the sun, but arctic wind. I sat outside in the summerhouse, bundled up in boots, layers, and a warm sweater.
The sun beat in, bliss. Then the wind came, brrrr. Wind chimes played their songs. The mud dried.
I sat in the summerhouse and sent Reiki to my distant client: an emergency rescuer from Napa, California. I felt heat and energy pulse through my body. I felt twinges of pain in my left hip: me or her? I sent. I paged through a magazine: Sedona Journal, I sent more. I kept sending. Reiki.
The sun beat in, bliss. Then the wind came, brrrr. Wind chimes played their songs. The mud dried.
I sat in the summerhouse and sent Reiki to my distant client: an emergency rescuer from Napa, California. I felt heat and energy pulse through my body. I felt twinges of pain in my left hip: me or her? I sent. I paged through a magazine: Sedona Journal, I sent more. I kept sending. Reiki.
