I love the number thing. I did a special Moment of Zen tweet at 11:11 on 11/11 today that said, “We are all pieces of God experience itself. Each experience is crucial, each mistake is precious.”
I adore the idea that any wisdom can and should be condensed to 140-character pieces. They’re digestible.
So, for the rest of that 11:11 minute, I took a quick meditation, and it was beautiful. (Using lots of positive words today, which is neat.) Just a quick little pick-me up, but it was intense. I think technically, I started off this 11/11 by doing something awesome.
Last night, I was doing some maintenance Reiki on Joseph. He’s had some serious problems with “going hollow” since his dad left for Texas – not eating, not acknowledging the existence of others, really being in the spectrum. We were “doing magic”, and after the maintenance, we started just playing around with it, and the kid is frikkin’ amazing. He turned his energy warm and cold on demand, and then he reached out and did some completely instinctive work on me, too. That was when I realized that he probably needed a little more protection and guidance in the energy realm, so I asked him if he wanted Reiki, and he said yes.
It was the first time in ages that I’ve felt Reiki to that magnitude. When you have it all the time, you kinda get used to the feeling. It doesn’t create that brilliant rush so much, but it becomes a soft almost background sensation. Last night, it was definitely back up to that WHOOSH! feeling, which was wonderful for both of us.
Joseph got a little hopped up from it, and then he slept like a rock instead of being all over the bed. It was a good night.
Now… more taping and bedding, and maybe I can get someone to run into town for me to get the pieces I need for the bathroom sink.