Mourndays: Healing Someone who Wants to Rest

The First Mourning, by William-Adolphe Bouguereau (1888). Taken from Wikimedia Commons.

Hi, pornies! I hope you had a wonderful weekend! Mine was hectic, as all my days have been lately, but I had a valious lesson recently about healing and those who want to rest: how to actually heal them? Do they want to keep on living or do they want to rest?

Last week, a dear friend of my mom and my family asked me to help her with her stepdad, who has needed several dialysis recently and has been very, very down. He even said, "Let me rest." Of course I said yes, but I wasn't sure about whether healing him to keep on living or to help him pass away. As a healer, I always want people to feel better, but as a Witch I also understand that sometimes it is time. I decided that I would send him healing, over and over again, but keep my mixe feelings out of the matter. Since I couldn't decide and wasn't in a place to know which would be better, I thought "Let his Higher Self and the Godds decide."

He wanted to keep on living, actually. During the next days, I asked my friend how her stepdad was feeling, if he was improving, if he was getting better, and she said yes every single time, that he was geting better with every day, and last night, when I asked her again, she told me to stop since he was completely okay. I was so happy I smiled like an idiot! This made me think about it, and realize that, sometimes, when people say they want to give up is not that they mean it, is just that they are tired. They do want to improve, they want to get better, they want to heal, but don't see how that can be possible. Maybe they are out of resources and motivation, although they want to stay a bit more.

Of course this doesn't mean we should psysically heal everyone. I've seen cases, some in my own family, when death is the only way out, and I've helped people come into terms with their grief and loss. When I lost two people in my family, first when I was a child and then when I was a teenager, I felt so vulnerable I had nowhere and no one to rely on. My family was shattered, so I found refuge in my faith and my Craft. I had a hard time accepting this was how things were supposed to be, and the people around me didn't know how to make it any easier for me, because a young guy cannot accept the best thing for him to happen when he's 17 years old is to loose his father, for example.

Also, it made me remember something I learned in my reiki formation: you cannot direct energy. Energy is intelligent, as my sensei says, and it will go to were it is needed the most. I always put a bit of intention on the therapies because that's what I know and that's what the patient wants to heal, something that has to be respected, but the energy is not going to limit its effect because of it. I happen to forget that now and then, but this experience reminded me of it so I won't forget it any time soon.

Has anything like this ever happened to you? I know many people who work as reiki therapists, but not so many (in person) that are Witches as well. Do you think being the two things affects the therapy or how we work? I would like to know more about your point of view on the matter. ^^

PS: Just in case you're wondering, I didn't use reiki because I would need the person's permission, which I had not, so I used gemstone therapy. 

Kinky regards, K!

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