It's a good life if you don't weaken.

As I sit in my basement this morning drinking coffee, I am thinking about the synchronicities and the magnitude of this day. It's early morning, and my two dogs are sitting on either side of me, and I’m hanging out in my cluttered, but well-loved basement space on a cozy couch. It’s a crisp fall morning, but with the window open, the breeze is amazing. I have Deva Premal on, Nag Champa burning beside me.

It’s Truth and Reconciliation Day, honouring our Indigenous brothers and sisters within our schools today. A beyond important day to honour, reflect and support.

It’s also a full moon.

As I copied the attached picture to this post, AI text was suggested along the bottom for me to use, and the AI generator came up with, “a couple of women smiling for a picture”. Wow I thought! The AI generator didn't quite get the caption correct😊.

This picture was taken about 14 years ago, in the kitchen of my childhood home, with my incredible Mom, Dellsi. My Mom passed away, both beautifully and also quite tragically for my family and I, about two years after this picture was taken.

I will have general musings to share with you in these blogs, but I must start with what really got me to start writing a blog again. I've been teaching reiki for the past few years, as I finally felt I had the actual ability to pass on this healing art to others, and I had many years of experience to draw upon, to be as effective as possible.

Recently someone I had taught reiki to, messaged me to say that she had something she wanted to tell me in person. As I went to meet this person, we sat in the kitchen chatting. As she started to share, she had lots of caveats and apologies; "I hope you don’t think I’m strange, or weird". To which I said, of course, no judgements from me, and so finally, she told me what she wanted to pass onto me in person.

With bright excited eyes, she told me that every time she does reiki on a client, if she starts to doubt her ability to pass on energy healing support, in her mind’s eye and audibly in her ears, she can hear a woman cheering her on and encouraging her, saying "you're doing great, keep going!" When this woman questioned to herself, who is this encouraging soul cheering her on with her energy work? The woman said to her, and this person audibly heard, "I’m Tracey’s Mom!"

The moment this statement registered with me, goosebumps travelled up and down my body, and the grateful tears started to flow quickly. They still flow, long after this woman told me this incredible fact. She said Tracey, "your Mom is my energy work cheerleader – she encourages me every time I do a treatment." She noted that my Mom has her hands clasped in front of her every time, and she’s smiling and cheering me on. The woman noted that to her, my Mom looks like me, only much smaller.

When I got home from hearing this story, I searched for some pictures of my Mom, and ending up sending this blog picture to the woman, and then it was then her turn to cry. She had tears flowing as she saw the picture of my Mom for the first time; she said "Tracey; this is who I am seeing! It’s your Mom that is for sure coming to me with every treatment." It was beautiful validation for her that who she was seeing during treatments, is indeed my Mom's spirit or energy. It's all so hard to articulate and understand. It does make me feel very hopeful.

This life is incredibly wonderful, and messy and challenging and beyond beautiful! Let’s stay in touch together; let’s help where we have capacity, and keep the support flowing.

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