A Healer's Heart and Hand

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There is a sense of an energy near me, who is bright, loving, kind, gentle, compassionate, caring and filled with understanding.  Funny enough, I wasn't the first one to notice the energy.  An advantage of having remarkable friends with me.  As I was brought aware of this lovely female energy, images began to flow into my mind.  Gentle as a soft breeze, light strands of various colors moved before me outwards and extending.  Twisting gently like a caressing wind.  A sense of being completely enveloped by this energy as flowers began dancing in my head.  So I stop all I am doing as I listen intently wondering what she wishes to say.  She whispers for me to relax.  It appears I do that a lot.  Trying to determine what they wish to speak about before they even say a word.  When I finally relax, I begin to hear her thoughts, words, feelings and intent all rolled into one.  Her voice musical, soft and light she begins:

 

Do you know where you are child?   Patience...

 

The voice is as strong as the blooming flower…  The heart beats fierce with sounds of the universe itself.  Patience is the virtue that heals a wounded heart.  Compassion is the weaving of a wounded spirit. To find beauty in all that you do and surrounds you is to find the gift of life that has given you form.  Be not misunderstanding in the power that you hold within that reaches far beyond the bones and your skin.  You touch everything you interact with, time and distance is never a factor.  Your voice brings comfort, compassion and understanding.  Your heart fills and overflows so it may fill another... the hint of hope that has dulled within their spirit is ignited once again. 

 

Healers abound... you have found a few.. to guide with a loving hand is stronger than might.  See the patterns of energy the flows from, each and every being... to see how it intermingles like soft gentle wisps caressing and supporting each other.  To sooth frayed energies... to see their paths but to not interfere with their own choices.  To not interfere with their own growth... but to show a path and illuminate their choice… their own heart’s desire... to which they find on their own. 

 

To understand when it is necessary to pull back when you are drained... to use your emotions like a finely tuned instrument.  The vibrations of energy flow constantly and musically. For it is the imprint of each and every soul.  Like no two snowflakes are the same... no two souls have the same tone.  To know how they vibrate is to know what they need.  But remember to caress it gently, to nurture and allow it to bloom, in its own time... in its own way... for each knows how… guide to their own answers. 

 

A gliding hand with a gentle touch can bring about many wondrous surprises.  Yes there are those who need a heavier hand but it is still the same... with gentle and accommodating to each needs.  Know when a flower is not in blooming state... and be patient... nurture and allow them to follow at their own pace.  To lift a spirit heals many ailments.  To help a soul find their own purpose is to heal their heart. 

 

Be well and peaceful within your own mind... try not to find in everything a reason behind it all... Only that it is... only that it will be... for the mind of thoughts... is what makes reality.  To hold to imagination is to create new worlds... new realities... Thought... is a finely tuned instrument as a chorus of like thoughts return to create the choir.  Yes you are correct in thinking the laws of attraction but see it as I do... the lights of thought dancing vibrantly reaching outwards returning like thoughts.  Of course when a person is broken in spirit... their returning thoughts are naturally in kind... their spirit seems to go lower... but then... a person such as yourself... can come forward.. and connect thoughts to life.. in an otherwise weary spirit.  No flower is a bad flower... just blooms at their own rate and timing. 

 

As her voice retreats I am left with the images of flowers dancing in the wind.  Every sort and kind all in various stages of blooming.  I smile softly as she retreats... leaving my body feeling light.