Zen, after working on someone for 6-7 hours straight?!!!!!! No! You're entitled! If nothing else that's a long time to hold concentration!

Zen, I'm hoping to achieve a half hour healing, so far I stop at around 8 minutes and feel tired! But I think the tiring bit for me is the worry about doing it wrong, and the need to see proof it's working (and that's not necessarily a matter of inexperience, either, I think it's a choice of which vibration to identify with, since a part of me totally believes in healing and I've seen enough small miracles happen using my own energy tools by now!)

I love working on animals, too, it seems more natural than with people - because they don't have the judgmental minds! Which leads me to think the difference is fear, our fear of being judged (since your history with your mum suggests you may have self-doubts, like I do!) So making up your mind to refuse the fear of being judged, or doing things wrong, may be the thing that frees you to enjoy the healing of people as much as you enjoy your work with animals! I find that assuming the best where I don't know what's going on - the exercise of faith - is often necessary when healing people. I too easily get worried I'm doing something wrong and that's very tiring.

I can't help thinking your relationship with your mom is crucial to your development as a healer of people, and sounds like things are really moving there! Fantastic story, and it all comes down to love, doesn't it? Love can heal the past and create a new future, each time we choose to love rather than fear. I love reading your experiences, keep on sharing!

best wishes,
Jane

Deanna, NOT HARDLY!, but thank you for that....zen

Uh.......................tolja I was pretty thick when it comes to human communication. Now ya know fer yerself!
I am certainly sorry for misreading that one. Thanks for the heads up!
zen

Hi, CreativeJani,
That was an elegant post you sent, and just the right thing to get me moving off my duff!
I too get tired at the end of eight minutes, but I aint gonna admit that to no one else! I just kept going, as the lil old woman really needed it, and I had more than she did, so...Yeah, I get exhaused very quickly. I'm old and fat, a combo that doesn't make for great healing, so I set an intention, as taught to me in the workshop by Kathy Wilson and Dennis Barnett this weekend. The intent I set was to weigh a correct and goodly amount by this time next year. I couldn't think of another way to say it without its becoming a negative. So...soon I will be able to get out and ride again, I now have the courage to do it. YeeeeeeHaaaaaaw!

"I can't help thinking your relationship with your mom is crucial to your development as a healer of people, and sounds like things are really moving there! Fantastic story, and it all comes down to love, doesn't it? Love can heal the past and create a new future, each time we choose to love rather than fear." From your post, Jani.

You are so very correct on this one. At the absolutely marvelous workshop, I missed a large amount, I am pretty sure, as when my healing parners ran energy into my chest, my love/heart chakra, it was as if a timed bomb had exploded. I had NO idea a human could make the sounds I heard, bellowing from my own mouth! (Thank all the Gods that it was a LARGE hotel!) ALL the old stuff came out in those bellows of rage and pain, and then on the Sunday, I spent a lot of time in the ladies, speaking intimately with the various terlet seats in it. I will have you know that I can now beat any previous record to the loo for various and sundry reasons, that has EVER been set by any desperate female alive!

You say "Love can heal the past and create a new future...." You are so right!
Normally, I would run away from the problem, as I am a fear biter, but this time, I kept going back and repeating the entire sequence, with the aid of EVERY GENEROUS PERSON IN THAT GROUP! I have never in my life felt such an outpouring of love! What giving, courageous women and single male in the room.
I just became idiotically nauseated whenever I tried to run energy, or when it was run on me. NOT because of the person or the energy, but my past kept demanding instant, physical removal. I did learn the correct form on dashing to the etc....

One BIG thing, after the last mad carouse to the loo ( it wasn't all that happy to see me AGAIN!) - Dennis had me just stretch out on the floor to nap. Fine with me, never saw such an interesting, soft beckoning floor in my life.

On my side, facing the wall, unaware of surroundings, I felt my favorite blanket spread over me, and a small lovely pillow gently placed under my head...Sorry bout the soggy paper here, my eyes seem to be leaking...
It was Dennis, who tucked me in like a beloved child and simply beamed on me.
I have no real idea where Kathy stops and Dennis begins, but at this point in time, I dont even care! I told him, but doubt he believed me, that it was the first time I had been tucked by a man, or by anyone for that matter.

The energy and the love and the strength shown by all in the workshop enabled me to face certain elements in my own life that I had become expert in avoiding.

When I enetered that workshop, I was simply filling time, I believe, just waiting to die. And wishing it would hurry up, too.

That is not the case anymore. I am JUICED to get to the next class, which may be in Bloomington, Indiana, though am not certain yet, haven't checked the events part.

Quantum Touch has allowed me the freedom that I so desperately needed. You, Jane, and the others like you on this board, are the ones who kept me going, till Kathy/Dennis jump-started me again.

My Grandfather, Pete, Jubilee, and Mother have all left the building.

Thanks from my Green LOVING Space, from my Honker.(Dennis helped me find a place that was safe and loving-turned out at the last that Honker, the bird I told you all about, was my happy, loving peaceful space, my Honker space. A place of safety...

zeneagle

Zen,
You NEVER cease to amaze me!!! We all have so many of the same issues that we have been healing and are still working on healing. Believe me, when I tell you, you are NOT alone. I have spent the last YEAR of my life with SEVERE HEAD colds, bedridden for days and unable to work, EVERY time I had a healing, that was my healing crisis. I THINK I have that beat now, that I don't HAVE to get sick like that, the last few healings I was able to process without the devastation!!!
I also have weight to lose. About 50 lbs and I FINALLY made the commitment the beginning of January to let it go, so I can be the BEST healer that I can be! I've lost 15 lbs so far. (I've lost this 20 lbs so many times it's not funny). But I plan to release this weight forever this time.
Thanks for sharing......
Patty

Bless you Zen...as you have blessed so many others!
You are here on purpose, in this life and on this board!
Deanna

Zen is correct; it was a marvelous weekend, and Kathy and Dennis were awesome! Thank you Lynn, for working to manifest the workshop, setting the intent for it, and for sticking with the process and the group. You were a part of us even when napping in the corner (which is where I thought I was going to be judging by how sick I felt that morning).

You are NOT old or very fat! I personally found your hipbones with no effort, and in spite of your warnings No mission impossible there. I of course understand the desire for health and self improvement, and support you in your efforts toward a healthier body/mind.

Hmm. Now I understand my experience in the ladies (a term used rather loosely) restroom. The toilets must have mistaken me for you. My innocent trip to the restroom was met with much rejection by the resident plumbing units

You have begun your healing, and I am soo happy for you! I'm looking forward to the healing circle and the advanced class. Thank you again for the lovely videotape I will be in contact with you soon.

Did Honker comment on the healing?

Sherrie

Yes, sounds like Honker came to love you and keep you going like Freddie (my beautiful golden longhaired chihuahua!) did for me! I heard about him the day Princess Diana died, so I can never forget the day - it was in the same phonecall as I learned she's been killed, actually. I can remember calling out to the universe for help a week or so before I had that fateful phonecall, because I'd been so depressed after the end of a relationship and I really couldn't see any hope. When the phone rang, before I even picked it up, I kind of knew it was the universe responding! Freddie was a bit different in personality than Honker, though, by the sounds of it - he was quiet, calm, a real gentleman! He taught me about the power of the energy of love - he just sat on my lap and I felt a current of love pour out of me. He bathed in it - much like he bathed in the sun when he got a chance, sitting on my front step and watching people up and down the road. ( I remember him sitting quietly even when the postman came right up to him - he just liked to see what was going on!) He only barked at two great big Egyptian hounds who used to go by and pee on his wall - invading his territory!
He responded so well to my first attempts at healing that it gave me confidence to carry on and overcome my doubts and sceptical mind! He was 11 when I got him (to foster for a year) and came with a long list of ailments; but after a while the only thing wrong with him was a fairly bad heart murmur; I wish I'd known QT then!
I think he may have literally saved my life, too, because I discovered I had ovarian cancer only after doing some contortions lifting him up on my bed one night - I twisted something inside and found out after a week of agony, unable to eat, that it was a cancerous cyst, wound round my insides four times! How else that could have happened I don't know, one day fine, next day - agony! Ovarian cancer isn't usually discovered till it's too late to do much about it. I'm just coming up to my 5 years clear! So I put it all down to him, and Love.

How did you come across Honker? Bless his little green self. And you, too, of course! Best wishes for many more amazing healings of body, mind, and soul, and many more postings about them!
Love and QT,
Jane

Hi Jane, just read your post on Honker... You asked how did I come across Honker?
He was a nameless little marshmallow with toothpicks everywhere a feather would grow, eventually. He was parked on the floor of a large corporations pet supplies store, in a cold plexiglass cage. I watched as customers kicked his cage, trying to get a response from him. He was so traumatized he didn't move. No water, No anything he could eat. No nothing, except pure terror and monstrously huge eyes! I asked a clerk when he had been fed last? Oh, she said, he is going to die tonight, as he hasn't eaten any of the course food we put in his cage. Calmly (?) I asked when did someone come through and do the bappie feeding? Extremely verbal reply-"HUH"? His crop was concealing a keel sharp enough to use on a miniature boat.
Baby birds eat about every two hours, more or less, according to the bappies desires. (All baby birds are called bappies, older ones are "fids" Feathered kids.)
This one was starving, terrified, and just about gone, huddling in the fetid bowl of now-greenish water.
I asked the same clerk how they planned to put the bappie down? Oh, it was simple, she replied, we just throw them in the freezer, they never feel a thing.
Several rude and loud noises later, I grabbed the top off of his cage, stuck him under my t-shirt and bellowed for my husband and his credit card.
After getting a description of him from me, (tall, male) she traveld hotfoot to the parking lot, and brought the credit card with man attached in with her.
At which point a customer came to me and demanded that I return the bappie to the cage, as she had brought SALTED PRETZELS for him to eat. She was upset to learn her mother was still under the porch, barking.(Honks still had his milk beak, fer crying out loud)
Then she tried to force the clerk to take her money, so I couldn't take him home.
I simply left the store, leaving my poor husband to face the music. He appreciated that, as he has had much to do with demolished pet stores previously. A simple terrified crowd was heaven, no massive bills, store intact, customer without pretzel in proper place.
Then it dawned on me that this was an abused and injured bappie!
Back into the store (they hadn't the sense to lock the doors behind me as I left the first time) I went, and told them exactly what I thought of their care and feeding methods, including what inferior bird breeder would do this to a bappie?
And as for the euthanasia thing...well.....
The store charged me only for about one fourth of the original price. and I took Honker home. Hush money?
He got his name, Honker, because he HONKED for food. Every two hours. 24/7. He had been steadily honking since I swiped him out of the horror on the floor. I fed him slowly using a hand syringe and juvenile feeding formula, until he could finally relax and sleep in the nice warm incubator we keep at hand for any bird that becomes ill.
When he finally had enough strength to get him out of the incubator we lit out for Jerry.
Honker made it, that time too.
He is about four years old now. Plus, thanks to all on the board, is going to go on and see his fifth and sixth......
Healing Hugs,
zeneagle

Oh Zen, what a beautiful post. Okay, let me answer your question about finding the hips and psoas on a fat person (I am fat)....If you go from top of pubic bone all the way over to the left or right where the leg connects to the body, you got it. At least on me, you would. You can push into the fat to feel for the bone (ask the fat person first though.. there are places I don't mind being pushed deeply, but HATE any compression on my abdomen).

About your Mom, what an incredible special blessing.

You know something, you are an incredible, very special, talented and loving woman. You are also a born writer, my dear!

Reading your posts always brightens up my day. : )

Dawn!
I never expected to hear that one!

Thank you SO much...

zenegle

I suspect that the black eye is the natural result of the re-alignment. I wouldn't worry about it too much unless it looked like it might become a hematoma. If that were the case, I would rush the person off to see a medical person because hematomas near the brain can be serious. Otherwise, after finishing working on the skull, I would just "chase the pain" and work on the bruise.

Regarding fatigue setting in after eight minutes, are you drawing energy from yourself or the environment? If you're drawing from outside of yourself, you should be automatically filling up yourself as you run energy into your client. During a fund raising benefit, I worked eight hours almost non-stop and finished the day with as much energy as a kid loaded up on pixie sticks.

This can't be the same Zen who wrote over on the healing board? The same one who had 'so many problems' and 'worries'? You do have a way with words, keep it up.

Lynn,
In my opinion about you hearing from your mother, and learning from her, that she loved and loves you. Its the right time and you are ready to hear from her and accept what she was ready to say to you.

and also you have been to some more workshops and classes, in my oppinion, probably opened up more of your third eye and crown causeing you to see things you wanted to shut out before. This part of your life being so closed down, needed to be opened so you could get on in your journey, to the next level.

Let me ask you a question now. since this has happened, do you feel you do not have a base chakra??????

Your security as a child didnt exist, so your chakra was closed. now as a young woman with wisdom and an experience such as this, does it give you back some of the security you felt you didnt have as a child?

Love is so powerful, it opens doorways to many different things and feelings.

God Bless you Lynn
more and more
to see and to help you grow
more and more.

I send you a BIG QT (((HUG)))