Last night I saw a friend of mine I haven’t seen for a couple of years. Although she only lives about 15 minutes away, she went through some hard times and she just couldn’t be available for friends for a while. And then I got caught up in the drama of my father and his dying. Now, finally, we’re both free of drama (for the most part) and able to visit.
She is a Reiki master, knowing and teaching several kinds, and she also does other kinds of healing, plus she’s a nurse. Handy friend to have!
She was horrified to see my gimpiness—most of my in person friends are used to it by now and I don’t talk about it much otherwise, except here on this blog. So of course she had me right on her Reiki table, listening to her talk about the healing light of Christ. (As an aside, new age Christians really annoy me. They don’t go to church or do anything like real Christians. They aren’t real Christians in any sense of the word, except that they like to throw the name of Jesus Christ around, and into every situation, no matter how inappropriate. Even worse, they use his new age name, Sananda—something like that—and worship Sananda and Mother Mary the exact same way that pagans worship the God and Goddess, only they insist it’s completely different, because it’s JESUS.)
I tried to tune out the Jesus stuff. She did the usual hand-waving and praying and invocations over me, etc., as I laid there on my back, feeling stiff and uncomfortable, a small pillow elevating my knees so that my left leg could remain flexed (as it no longer straightens out). She held my knee and did her thing to it. It did feel pleasantly warm, not like hand warmth, and I did “see” all sorts of colors and energy waves so that was cool.
When I sat up, though, my knee still hurt. We were both disappointed. She decided to try something else—tapping.
I told her about the tapping that’s part of the I Can Make You Thin program but she said it was different. (It wasn’t, really, hers was more complex but still had the singing, counting, looking up down and around, etc.) She said there are lots of methods of tapping out there and most don’t work.
Then she led me through this amazing tapping sequence. Fast, quick, no counting taps. She said things and I repeated them. It was definitely a bit like hypnosis. Things like “although my knee hurts, I love and accept myself” “My knee hurts—it feels like it’s broken—I feel frustrated—but I love and accept myself.” I couldn’t tell you how long it went on or how many variations of the above concepts we used. Five minutes? Ten?
At the beginning she had me give her a pain number. I gave her a 6 out of 10. I explained that if I just sit there and don’t move it, there is no pain. If I press on it or palpate it, no pain. Move it even an inch—pain. She said I’ve torn a ligament, most likely. My MRI is Friday so we’ll find out soon.
I was sitting there saying what she told me to say, tapping where she told me to tap, thinking that it was probably BS.
But I got off her table and walked to my car without pain.
I’m still limping, I still can’t straighten my knee, and my gait is totally screwed up from 4 months of walking funny. PT will fix that.
But no pain. How do you like them apples? That’s why I called it a voodoo cure. She’s not a voodoo lady (not with Jesus as her copilot), but sure seemed magical.
I did have some pain when I woke up this morning, but not much and it dissipated quickly. I did take my pills as usual—I only have a couple of days left of them anyway—but I don’t need them.
I know an atheist or a skeptic would say that after 6 weeks the pills are finally working. That may be the case. But why would they start working EXACTLY when she was doing the tapping exercise with me, right after the Reiki?
(You can also use this tapping to lose weight—maybe I’ll profile that next. Link)