Life is amazing. An individuals thoughts, beliefs, desires - everything that makes up their reality - is such a unique, at-times convoluted path. It can be a challenge to find some sense of order. Purpose.
I'm no different. Subject to the same paradoxes as you. Lately this has been brought home to me more than any other time. My family & I have had many weeks of chaos. All through my actions. Naturally.
I've been writing my memoirs. Which of course automatically means i have to write about my past. In order to do this i have to (at least) mentally re-live huge portions of my life.
It's fair to say most of us have some things we'd like to forget. Events we regret. It would also be fair to say that I've got more to regret than most.
A few weeks ago i received a death threat in relation to my book. It would be easy to say my subsequent actions were due to the pressure of this. That would be a lie. Threats are something very common to me. They number in double-figures as far as actual death threats are concerned. I have to admit though it likely was a factor.
What really has been a challenge. A huge bitter-sweet torture. Was recounting my past. So openly & honestly. It ended up being too much for me. Or was it - i wonder. Maybe it was exactly what i needed, looking back.
I had a relapse. A substance relapse. A lot of the weeks are a blur now. I know my behavior changed dramatically. I began to act in ways that were quite curious, and not indicative - of a married man. Especially one only married months ago. This itself brought terrible worry for me.
My kids rarely saw me. We would keep them completely sanitized from my new lifestyle. The end-result of this would be the kids saw very little of me. My son Calem is autistic. He relies on me for almost everything. See's me, and needs me, as his stabilizing rock. I took that away from him. Stole it from my son. In a brief moment of sobriety a week or so ago he told me, "Daddy, when will you stop being sick? I don't see you anymore."
For weeks i felt so powerless. That this had gripped me was true. It had a stranglehold on me. I was really trying to numb out the pain. In doing so i created much more pain. It began to dawn on me that there could be no good ending to all this.
My wife, Ann, felt powerless. This was the worst nightmare for her. She could only sit back and watch me destroy myself. And my family. I done what i wanted. Her view i knew. Knew she objected completely. Yet i was so selfish. So caught up in the 'poor-Wayne' drama. A drama i created. With pain. And years later was re-creating it with more pain. The only real option Ann had would be to seek compulsory help for me. Or to leave. Without going into detail, as will be shown in my book, compulsory help was a total no-go. As for leaving me. Ann knew she & the kids represented the one chance i had to stabilize myself. Leaving me ran the risk i would see that as a form of desertion. The outcome of which could be disastrous.
How does any of this fit into Reiki though? Or indeed, what has it got to do with the forum? you're maybe asking.
I've deliberately placed this in the Reiki experience section. As you'll see, this life event has been a great teaching to me. And particularly a Reiki one. I want to highlight the stark contradictions that i have went through. At various part of my life. Maybe you could refer to the topics 'Being Born' & 'There is no Spirit', in this forum section.
The latter topic is a very recent one. One that got some attention on here. Smiling wryly. You'll maybe remember my 'dismissal' in the 'There is no Spirit' topic on well, anything spiritual?
The funny. Hilarious. Exciting thing is. That the only way that has enabled me to be brought out of the past few weeks has been in fact the very topics i have been dismissing!
An awareness of spirit was one of the first things. And a plea for help. I have five crystals from my early days with Reiki. You guys will know I've most definitely not been a supporter of crystals in Reiki. For years. I've now been using Reiki charged crystals for days. Even better still. In the 'There is no Spirit' topic Ben had been repeatedly suggesting books by Tom Kenyon. Which i repeatedly dismissed. I'm now at the proper place where i've actually begun reading one of Tom's books. A wedding present from Ben too actually. Haha!
I'm using other platforms once more too. More in-depth Yoga. As well as the stuff i spoke of in my previous topic on here. I has only been a few days really. Sobriety for just over a week now. And i'm being very careful. My energy can build up quickly and i feel super-human, haha. This time i'm being cautious. I do feel i am back though. Lucky enough to have got backing both professionally & personally over the weekend. Which really boosted me.
Looking at the contradictions in my own views it has brought a huge lesson to me. That every single path within Reiki, and indeed spiritually is not just as valid as any other. It is as potent as any other. This is a very important point.
Following from this i had to think about the paths i had traveled for years. With Reiki. And indeed all things. how each time i set aside one way of thinking. To step into another vehicle. Each time thinking i was upgrading my 'car'. Only now to virtually go right back to the start in many ways. When i needed it most, it was those ways that had the most impact.
This brought me to my nextrealization. All those times i felt i was progressing by setting aside in-accurate ways/paths. My ego had merely been tricking me. For many years. In the end, all the knowledge on Reiki, spirituality, life was useless. The years of in-depth study meant nothing. Not when i needed it most.
I thought i was progressing. When in reality i was merely wasting my time. My years of research/experiences can be summed up in one sentence...
The truth, the real truth about Reiki - is the one we currently believe...
warmest wishes
Wayne
I'm no different. Subject to the same paradoxes as you. Lately this has been brought home to me more than any other time. My family & I have had many weeks of chaos. All through my actions. Naturally.
I've been writing my memoirs. Which of course automatically means i have to write about my past. In order to do this i have to (at least) mentally re-live huge portions of my life.
It's fair to say most of us have some things we'd like to forget. Events we regret. It would also be fair to say that I've got more to regret than most.
A few weeks ago i received a death threat in relation to my book. It would be easy to say my subsequent actions were due to the pressure of this. That would be a lie. Threats are something very common to me. They number in double-figures as far as actual death threats are concerned. I have to admit though it likely was a factor.
What really has been a challenge. A huge bitter-sweet torture. Was recounting my past. So openly & honestly. It ended up being too much for me. Or was it - i wonder. Maybe it was exactly what i needed, looking back.
I had a relapse. A substance relapse. A lot of the weeks are a blur now. I know my behavior changed dramatically. I began to act in ways that were quite curious, and not indicative - of a married man. Especially one only married months ago. This itself brought terrible worry for me.
My kids rarely saw me. We would keep them completely sanitized from my new lifestyle. The end-result of this would be the kids saw very little of me. My son Calem is autistic. He relies on me for almost everything. See's me, and needs me, as his stabilizing rock. I took that away from him. Stole it from my son. In a brief moment of sobriety a week or so ago he told me, "Daddy, when will you stop being sick? I don't see you anymore."
For weeks i felt so powerless. That this had gripped me was true. It had a stranglehold on me. I was really trying to numb out the pain. In doing so i created much more pain. It began to dawn on me that there could be no good ending to all this.
My wife, Ann, felt powerless. This was the worst nightmare for her. She could only sit back and watch me destroy myself. And my family. I done what i wanted. Her view i knew. Knew she objected completely. Yet i was so selfish. So caught up in the 'poor-Wayne' drama. A drama i created. With pain. And years later was re-creating it with more pain. The only real option Ann had would be to seek compulsory help for me. Or to leave. Without going into detail, as will be shown in my book, compulsory help was a total no-go. As for leaving me. Ann knew she & the kids represented the one chance i had to stabilize myself. Leaving me ran the risk i would see that as a form of desertion. The outcome of which could be disastrous.
How does any of this fit into Reiki though? Or indeed, what has it got to do with the forum? you're maybe asking.
I've deliberately placed this in the Reiki experience section. As you'll see, this life event has been a great teaching to me. And particularly a Reiki one. I want to highlight the stark contradictions that i have went through. At various part of my life. Maybe you could refer to the topics 'Being Born' & 'There is no Spirit', in this forum section.
The latter topic is a very recent one. One that got some attention on here. Smiling wryly. You'll maybe remember my 'dismissal' in the 'There is no Spirit' topic on well, anything spiritual?
The funny. Hilarious. Exciting thing is. That the only way that has enabled me to be brought out of the past few weeks has been in fact the very topics i have been dismissing!
An awareness of spirit was one of the first things. And a plea for help. I have five crystals from my early days with Reiki. You guys will know I've most definitely not been a supporter of crystals in Reiki. For years. I've now been using Reiki charged crystals for days. Even better still. In the 'There is no Spirit' topic Ben had been repeatedly suggesting books by Tom Kenyon. Which i repeatedly dismissed. I'm now at the proper place where i've actually begun reading one of Tom's books. A wedding present from Ben too actually. Haha!
I'm using other platforms once more too. More in-depth Yoga. As well as the stuff i spoke of in my previous topic on here. I has only been a few days really. Sobriety for just over a week now. And i'm being very careful. My energy can build up quickly and i feel super-human, haha. This time i'm being cautious. I do feel i am back though. Lucky enough to have got backing both professionally & personally over the weekend. Which really boosted me.
Looking at the contradictions in my own views it has brought a huge lesson to me. That every single path within Reiki, and indeed spiritually is not just as valid as any other. It is as potent as any other. This is a very important point.
Following from this i had to think about the paths i had traveled for years. With Reiki. And indeed all things. how each time i set aside one way of thinking. To step into another vehicle. Each time thinking i was upgrading my 'car'. Only now to virtually go right back to the start in many ways. When i needed it most, it was those ways that had the most impact.
This brought me to my nextrealization. All those times i felt i was progressing by setting aside in-accurate ways/paths. My ego had merely been tricking me. For many years. In the end, all the knowledge on Reiki, spirituality, life was useless. The years of in-depth study meant nothing. Not when i needed it most.
I thought i was progressing. When in reality i was merely wasting my time. My years of research/experiences can be summed up in one sentence...
The truth, the real truth about Reiki - is the one we currently believe...
warmest wishes
Wayne