Reiki Stories

Each person connects with Reiki at the perfect time for them, in the
right class and with the Master with whom they are meant to connect. I
never cease to be amazed by this.
Synchronicity
1990 - Sheila King
I have made a personal comittment to go and talk about Reiki at no cost
whenever and wherever there is a group willing to listen. The first week
of December I had gone to share about Reiki with two groups, an Introduction
to Touch class at a local massage school and a Spirituality in Nursing
class a Linfield Nursing College. I was walking back to my car after the
presentation at the nursing college musing on these
introductions......recognizing that I am planting seeds, wondering if I
am doing that as well as I possibly can. I raerely get to follow those
seeds to fruition. Sometimes, being human, I would like a sign that I am
on the right
track. That afternoon I was tired, a little discouraged and I asked for
a sign.
My car was parked close to New Renaissance, my favorite bookstore. Remembering
that I was out of their workshop schedules, I stopped in to pick up some
of those and to get a hug. T. came up to me the moment I walked in and
introduced me to C.H. C. had been asking about Reiki and T. (a 2nd Degree
Reiki practitioner) had given her my name and number. C.H. asked me when
the next 1st Degree clas would be held. I told her it started that very
night. She wrote a check on the spot and said she would be there. I had
my sign and the validation of my belief that if I follow my inner direction
the Energy will take care of the rest.
At the beginning of the class I asked if anyone would like to share
the story of how they connected to Reiki and found their way to this particular
class.
C.H.s story:
In the past two years I had been told twice that I should use
my hands for healing....once from a health care practitioner and once from
a psychic. I was both intrigued and frustrated. How could I do this?
In meditation on November 21st I saw the word Reiki in my
mind. I didnt know what it meant. The next day was Thanksgiving and
my mom and one of my good friends and I were together. Mom asked to listen
to the tape of my psychic reading from 2 years ago. It said I would learn
how to heal with my hands, that I had great healing power and needed to
find a Master to teach me. My friend said that it sounded like Reiki. Reiki,
that word I received in meditation.
The next day I went to Stiles and bought the book Reiki, Universal
Life Energy and read the whole thing. It said I couldnt learn
Reiki from a book, I needed to find a Master. I felt as if I spent my money
on a book that did nothing. I picked up a copy of the Transformation Times
and looked for a Reiki teacher. There were several listed so i meditated
on the names of the teachers, asking who should be my teacher. I saw a
bubble come up from the sea and Sheilas name was in the bubble. I
know my connections with the sea are strong so that was a clear answer
to me. I decided to call Sheila but didnt do it then.
On December 5th I looked out my window and prayed to understand and
open to my potential to heal myself and others through Reiki. It came to
me that by healing others I wold heal myself. In my December 7th meditation
I got that I would become aware of patterns and I saw the word beginning.
I went to New Renaissance Bookshop to pick up another book on Reiki,
took it to T. and asked her if this book would teach me Reiki. She told
me that a book couldnt teach me, that I needed to learn from a Reiki
Master. She gave me Sheilas name and number. I told her I had planned
to call Sheila but hadnt done it yet. At that moment Sheila walked
into the store and T. introduced us. When I learned the next class began
that evening I handed her a check then and there. So began my journey with
Reiki.
Little One by Sheila King - 1988
Treatment with Reiki is not confined to work with humans. It is equally
powerful for plants and animals. The healing of Reiki is sometimes
the transition through death.
Little One was a tiny new-born kitten born to our Balinese
cat, Princess. Princess had delivered many litters and was a warm and wonderful
mother. Our male cat, Frosty, always took an active proud-papa
role. Each litter was welcomed and adored in our household of myself and
two sons, Erik and Brian.
We hadnt planned on Princess having another litter so soon, but
Frosty discovered that she was in heat before we did. They were together
one time before we separated them for the week. Well, I thought,
We will have one kitten in 63 days. Princess was regular as
a clock....always delivering in63 days. 63 days came and went. We were
all concerned. Princess was restless, pacing. Frosty was super attentive,
holding her in his paws,
licking her face, staying with her. We knew something was wrong. Two days
of this and I took her to the vet and told him the story.
Since she wasnt technically late in verterinary terms, he decided
to wait another two days to induce her. The cats anxiety increased
and two days later we returned to the vet to induce her. I explained she
would have only one kitten. He felt it would be a minimum or four with
her record of large litters. She had birthed litters of 7-10 in the past.
In due time her baby was born, only one. The vet x-rayed to be sure. We
brought mother and daughter home.
That first afternoon it bacame apparent that Little One couldnt
suckle, she had a cleft pallet. Princess was frantic. We got out the kitten
formula and an eye dropper and fed her a few drops. That seemed to work.
By evening Princess understood that Little One couldnt feed from
her in the normal way, but we could feed her. She was uncanny. In the night
she brought the baby up and put her on my chest when she was hungry. At
6:00 AM when Erik awoke she ran her baby to him to feed, and then to Brian
when he woke later. Little One could only take a few drops every hour or
so.
Princess trust in us touched us deeply and our household revolved
around this tiny precious life. We all felt connected in such a special
way, humans and animals alike. Each time I fed the tiny kitten, I gave
her Reiki,
waiting til she slept before giving her back to her mother. We all sensed
the fragility of her life and the gift she was to us all.
Evenings when I worked the boys nursed and held her and soothed the
parent cats. The fifth evening Princess was terribly restless and Little
One cried much of the time. Brian called me at work. Shes dying,
I know it Mom, he said. Instinctively I knew he was right. When I
got home she was very weak. I crawled into bed and Princess instantly put
her in my hands, asking me to help her baby.
As I held her I knew she was beyond physical help, that she was making
her transition. Princess lay on my lap watching my face. Her Little One
lay in my hands, occasionally crying. I felt her draw the Reiki from my
hands and grow quiet. Princess relaxed as well. We stayed together that
way for three hours as the spirit left her tiny body, leaving Princess
and I alone to grieve.
That was the first of my experiences with Reiki and death. Since then
there have been many, many others. Each time I am blessed in a deeper way
by the profound sharing of spirits that occurs when Reiki supports
transition.....birthing to the other side.
© 2001 Sheila King - Last Modified 09-12-01