I went to an HPV retreat today. Okay, they really need a new acronym, because that is not supposed to conjure visions of STDs at all. It's Healing Pathway Victoria. Seriously. I don't think they have any idea. Or maybe they don't care. I think they should change it to VHP, but what do I know? :)
Anyway. Healing Pathway is crazy spiritual healing mumbo jumbo that my left brain can't make sense of but my right brain loves, and seriously, who cares, because it's awesome. It's spiritual energy healing from the tradition of laying on of hands. It's lovely, warm, comfortable and powerful. We gave and received several treatments today, and I can honestly say they moved me to tears a few times. When we shared love, I could physically smell my Mom's perfume. When we did distance healing, the man who did mine (and had NO knowledge of my physical issues) correctly dx'd several of my problems. That wasn't his intent, mind you. He only told me afterward, "There seemed like there was something really wrong and heavy right here, by your stomach, and so I worked on that". He pointed to the spot. It was my gallbladder. My gallbladder is completely filled with stones and is due to come out soon.
Yes, I know, he could have guessed, I could have been showing him somehow. I honestly don't give a crap. Because it felt good, and I came home feeling good. I'm floating on it, and I'm not going to let my logic take away the peace. :)
In the morning, there was just a lot of praying for something on the love spectrum (like compassion or mercy or joy) for a particular person. That was magnificent.
Tomorrow is two more workshops, and I'm looking forward to them very much.
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Friday, December 14, 2012
Prayers for healing
I was going to post something about the school shooting in my other blog, because I was having a hard time being remotely positive about it, and I want to fill this blog with love, not hatred. But I couldn't.
A deeply disturbed young man killed his parents, and about 26 other people, in one of the most beautiful places I've ever been (I was through there a few weeks ago). That's horrible. The survivors face so much grief.
I have a lot of hope for them. I am praying that they take this tragedy, and make it a defining event in their lives. Something that reminds them how precious life is, and how important every moment is. I am praying that they create peace for themselves again, and regain a sense of security that helps them through.
I'm praying for the shooter, the man so miserable that he could do such a horrible thing. May God have mercy on his soul.
I'm praying for the counselors, the police, the support people who will help all the people there. That they find inner strength, and create peace in themselves.
I'm praying for any remaining family members of the killer. His friends. The people who knew him when he was growing up. That they don't take on any guilt or regrets. Just learn from anything they might have missed or wish they'd done differently. Just learn. No judgments.
I'm praying for the American people. That they somehow come to understand that guns DO kill people. An unhinged man with a machete would have done a lot less damage. I hear so often, "This is not the time to make a political statement". But you know what, this is exactly the time. Because I'm not exploiting their deaths to get my political opinion across. Not at all. I care deeply about people, and very much want to prevent this kind of massacre from ever happening again. And that can't be done without restricting access to guns. It just can't. I know, I know, people love to say that criminals don't follow the rules anyway. But the people who do this kind of crime, they're not usually criminals until they do this kind of crime. They're not in gangs or part of mafias. They're ordinary people who snap. And if most ordinary people don't have easy access to guns if they snap, they won't have the weapons they need to pull off such a massacre. So my prayer is, "God, show people that in your dream for the world, there are no weapons. And show them how wonderful your dream is."
My final prayer is for healing. It encompasses everyone. I'm praying for healing for the hearts and souls of every single person affected by this. From the injured survivors right down to the person reading about it on the internet. Help us, God, to heal ourselves.
A deeply disturbed young man killed his parents, and about 26 other people, in one of the most beautiful places I've ever been (I was through there a few weeks ago). That's horrible. The survivors face so much grief.
I have a lot of hope for them. I am praying that they take this tragedy, and make it a defining event in their lives. Something that reminds them how precious life is, and how important every moment is. I am praying that they create peace for themselves again, and regain a sense of security that helps them through.
I'm praying for the shooter, the man so miserable that he could do such a horrible thing. May God have mercy on his soul.
I'm praying for the counselors, the police, the support people who will help all the people there. That they find inner strength, and create peace in themselves.
I'm praying for any remaining family members of the killer. His friends. The people who knew him when he was growing up. That they don't take on any guilt or regrets. Just learn from anything they might have missed or wish they'd done differently. Just learn. No judgments.
I'm praying for the American people. That they somehow come to understand that guns DO kill people. An unhinged man with a machete would have done a lot less damage. I hear so often, "This is not the time to make a political statement". But you know what, this is exactly the time. Because I'm not exploiting their deaths to get my political opinion across. Not at all. I care deeply about people, and very much want to prevent this kind of massacre from ever happening again. And that can't be done without restricting access to guns. It just can't. I know, I know, people love to say that criminals don't follow the rules anyway. But the people who do this kind of crime, they're not usually criminals until they do this kind of crime. They're not in gangs or part of mafias. They're ordinary people who snap. And if most ordinary people don't have easy access to guns if they snap, they won't have the weapons they need to pull off such a massacre. So my prayer is, "God, show people that in your dream for the world, there are no weapons. And show them how wonderful your dream is."
My final prayer is for healing. It encompasses everyone. I'm praying for healing for the hearts and souls of every single person affected by this. From the injured survivors right down to the person reading about it on the internet. Help us, God, to heal ourselves.
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