The Colorist Day 2

Magic, pure magic!   This morning’s was almost unreal.  Her spirit took me to the Underworld…. I’ve been there before a couple times alone, but not with a patient. 

We do that in shamanic practices.  I ride my stallion through brilliant stars and my fairy sits on my shoulder.  We entered under a tree and then we were traveling through light until we saw a lone volcano that opened up to be a blooming lily.  Out of the lava a crystal emerged and then we were at a wide river.  I got the feeling that her feet wanted her to be in and around rivers because yesterday she had a flowing river from her hip out her left foot and this was the same foot I was on. 

Then we came back from that world and  I went to her other side.  She was dressed in a fancy tango dress with a flower in her hair.  I wrote in her notes that I think her spirit wants to take tango or belly dance lessons… ;)  Actually I think her spirit wants her to embrace her feminine nature. 

Yesterday I saw a whole bunch of eyelashes opening and closing at her abdomen.  She told me this morning that she has been diagnosed with some rare form of cancer that floats around and attaches to organs without predictability.  First it had attached to her ovaries so she had all of her feminine organs removed a couple years ago.  Next it landed on her spleen… this time it was pancreas and bowel.  I told her the images I saw floating in her belly were not menacing.  They were actually friendly.  She asked me to ask them to leave, but when I put my hand on her belly today I didn’t see any of them.  I spoke to her belly and said that she’s working on seeing herself as a sacred feminine being.  I saw no trace of them.  They must be ok with that.  Their message was received.

We talked a little more personally this morning and she told me that her mother was bipolar and as a child her Mom would just check out and sleep and her Dad used to take her out on the tractor and let her play with him.  He was a farmer.   She said this behavior didn’t happen until she was 10 or 11.  Oh my heart!  Her Mom left her RIGHT when she was about to become a woman…. She kept telling me that her Dad was always there for her and he was her rock.  Her body was screaming out for her Mother though…. Ovarian cancer… the MOST feminine of organs besides the uterus.  

So… today at the point where she displayed her fine dancing dress to me I was pretty sure we were close to done with her session because that was an AWESOME way to end… J  I put my hand on her stomach one more time and asked for the image that was there now….. stars…. I saw tons of twinkling stars … a universe of beauty!  And of course… I cried…. I didn’t create that image.  Her spirit did, but I got to witness it.

I think her insides will be fine. J

I feel very blessed that people open up like that and show me these things.  What an honor!  What courage they have!  <3 EE