I am currently training to be a Spiritualist Healing Medium with The Spiritualists’ National Union (SNU). The training involves completing three elements. These are worked on mostly simultaneously. These are 100 practical supervised contact healing sessions, training by the group’s Healing Leader with three review sessions and completion of a theoretical written correspondence course (H1 – Foundation in Spiritual Healing). The training can be completed in not less than one year, but more usually takes 2 – 3 years but can take longer.
I started on this formal path early last year and am almost half way through my 100 healing sessions, making progress on the H1 course and have almost completed the training sessions (my last review session is next Saturday).
On Wednesday this week while receiving training from my Healing Leader I expressed doubt in my healing abilities and thereafter have had an interesting week.
On Friday morning I ended up attending the church during my daughter’s school’s weekly service (she attends a C of E school). The service was about the Pentecost (presented in a very child friendly manner with lovely lively songs and balloons to illustrate the story!) The story talked about the Power of God entering the disciples and how this felt (illustrated by blowing up a balloon and bouncing it around – as opposed to a balloon that was deflated). I felt that changing the words to “Power of Spirit” and that would describe how Spiritualist mediums feel when they are working with spirit. And if you don’t hold onto that power of god (illustrated by letting an inflated balloon go without tying a knot) then that power can take you anywhere (balloon whizzed off in mad, unpredictable directions).
At circle that evening we worked with trance. However, though I tried I could not settle into a trance state at all. My chair was digging into my shoulder, and whenever I got comfortable, my foot would twitch, or itch, or hurt. And then the pain would start again at my shoulder. So, though I got close to the trance state, I couldn’t maintain it (my physical self was getting in the way). We stopped that exercise, talked about our experiences and then settled into a group healing session – to send healing to those affected by the Manchester bomb. I swapped chairs and was almost instantly able to settle into a relaxed, healing state.
On Saturday I attended the healing centre and gave healing to a couple of patients. After we’d finished the main session we were able to carry out a healing in a more unusual way. Two of the healers gave a patient contact healing (by holding the patient’s hand) and the remaining 5 healers, sat behind the first two healers and sent the two healers distant healing. We were allowed to go into a much deeper healing state for this exercise and this carried on for about 15-20 minutes.
After these experiences I realised that I have been getting in the way of the healing. I need to establish the healing link, and then allow the healing to flow and relax as much as possible (within the constraint of remaining aware and conscious of how the patient is responding to the healing). Today at the healing session following the service I allowed myself to relax more during the healings and not only personally felt better about how the healing went, but also received positive feedback from the recipients.
I have much more to learn (after all the seventh principle of spiritualism is eternal progress open to every human soul – so I will always be learning) but feel that progress has been made this week. I love that a few days within my normal life can result in that change, and I don’t have to go on an intensive course or spiritual retreat to make that progress.
The photos today are from the Million Eyez photo repository. The beautiful flowers are like our spiritual selves, opening up and blooming. And the power of love is the healing power of God.