Chakra Healing

 

If I could be with you, I would pop you into a hot, steamy bath with a cup of tea, and while you were letting all the sadness, pain, and uncertainty percolate out to be replaced by lavender scented rose water, I would prepare the room. This room is small and cozy with a small crackling fire. In the center is a large bear skin rug surrounded by low tables with candles of all colors and heights. Other than the candles and fire, the only light is from a series of windows set high in the southeast facing wall where moonlight streams into the room. The sense is of a womb, a cave, an interior safe place.

I light a small piece of white sage. The flame flares up and dies down and the smoke begins to waft up, curling tendrils, rising on hidden updrafts. The smoke carries my prayers for you, for Darryl, for your family. It leaves behind a soft pungent scent, reminiscent of sun-kissed hillsides, and reminds me of every prayer of praise and gratitude ever uttered in this room. I am thankful.

From my medicine bag, I remove a small bottle. I open the bottle and allow a single precious drop to fall onto the bear skin. This water comes from the great mother Pagosa Spring of Colorado. It carries with it the wisdom and power of the Ute people. This one drop is enough to call the ancestor spirits. They begin to arrive and form a circle.

After leaving the bath, you settle yourself on your back on the bear skin rug where you are covered with a sheet and a lightweight down comforter. All the friends of Enchanteur and all the women (and men) who love you form a circle outside this room. Kneeling at your head, I strike the bell, one tone – reverberating – capturing our attention – drawing us into this moment. At the sound of the tone, the men and women outside begin to drum and dance in a circle. They are praying for you – the caretaker – the one who carries the weight and knowledge of the observer.

I begin by gently placing my hands on your head. We breathe together – in and out – I follow your lead – breathing – until slowly, we connect – our energy fields merging and it is at that moment that we tap into the universal grid. Some people call this God, some refer to it as the goddess, the divine, love… It is that pure energy that loves us completely and sees us as perfect. You feel the energy enter your crown chakra and as it does, you know that no one ever leaves us, we just shapeshift into and out of these earthly shells. Now the love energy is moving into your third eye.

Enchanteur lives here and is pleased to receive this infusion of loving energy. She stands, facing east, to the place of new beginnings, feeling a sense of renewal, facing south, where the wild and instinctual live, she throws back her head and keens for the sorrow in her heart, facing west, she stares the mystery in the eye, unflinching, unblinking, with acceptance and surrender, turning to the north, to the place of wisdom, she is humbled as she realizes she is the wise woman, leader of so many who look to her for guidance, she gives thanks to the grandfather sky, to mother earth, and returns to her center.

The room glows with a soft violet light that escapes from under the floorboards of this room. The men and women drumming are also strengthened in their inner knowing.

The energy continues to flow and moves into your throat. The soft violet light begins to pulse indigo blue and the room is filled with hundreds of twinkling gold lights. Each light a representation of times when you took a stand, stood in your strength, stood up for yourself or others, the lights represent all who heard you tell the truth without blame or judgment. They cannot be counted with any system of earthly arithmetic, they are countless.

The light finds your heart and there is a sudden expansion as it rushes to fill this enormous space. The heart is the bridge between the upper worlds of thinking and knowing and the lower worlds of feeling and experiencing. Your heart shows all the tell-tale signs of having been broken, cracked wide open, and mended so many times that each of the four chambers has room enough for infinite possibilities. The light has shifted to green now, and small, silent, tears escape and nurture mother earth. She thanks you for these blessings. The ancestors smile in approval. Yes! She is the one! She is the one to finally break through all the stuck patterns of our lives, she is the one who is mending our lives through the life she is living. Your tears feed them.

As the room begins to glow yellow, the light energy moves to your center, to your solar plexus, the Dan Tien, site of your personal power. We find no blockages here. All is well as your belly is filled with warmth – we take a moment to honor your gut feelings. You have often used this passion in your belly to manifest and animate and function in the topside world. You cross your hands over your belly, feeling your slow deep breathing. Long after our session here, you will remember this feeling of deep knowing and wisdom that lives here.

More tears, flowing water, pulsing in your ovarios as the energy moves into your sacrum, your sacred well of emotion, sexuality, sensuality, and creativity. What began as a few tears, is now a flood, the tears are cleansing you, removing and releasing any by-products of transformation that are no longer useful for you. We sit here in silence, breathing, crying, letting go, and feeding the ancestors. The room glows orange, more spectacular than any sunset you have ever seen. The light is shifting now, moving across the spectrum to red. Hot burning molten red, into the fires of tribal connections to your roots.

Down, down, down, into the roots of you to the most primal and basic needs of being safe, secure, and connected to your tribe. Can you hear the drums now Heather? The dancers are now nearly naked, covered with sweat, drumming their hearts out for you – the caretaker, the one who carries all that must be carried for the one you love. As the drumming intensifies, you feel yourself, shedding this heaviness, all the experience is still there, all the responsibility and awareness, but it is lighter now, you are lighter now, you are glowing from crown to root.

At this moment, a shaft of light exits your heart and finds its way to Darryl. It pierces his heart – filling him with serenity and love – leaving him pain free and peaceful. He smiles softly and whispers – I love you Heather. Without words, you hear him. You also hear all the other voices – from the upperworld of spirit to the underworld of soul to the middleworld of this earthly plane – all the voices saying, whispering, Heather, we love you…. love, you, love, you….

You fall into a deep restorative sleep filled with dreams of wholeness, health, and trust. And when you awake, remember the voices…. loving you… they are always with you.

My thoughts and love are with you and your family,
Julie in the valley of the Shenandoah in the shadow of the Massanutten sending prayers on the wind and hoping that these images will find their way to Enchanteur’s sketching… oh! that it would be so…

Chakra healing by SoulWright