Thursday, October 15, 2015

Suffering: Do you know it?

This session was actually in August, but I didn't write it up at the time.  Today is the day because I'm in a bit of a suffering mode.  This is where these sessions bless me.  What I am experiencing is suffering, but I also know I am fortunate.

This Reiki session was requested by the patient's mother.  The patient was a man in his 30s or 40s. His medical record would indicate: Cystic Fibrosis. Diabetes. Cancer survivor - tumor in the brain and right forearm.  He was in the hospital because he had an infection in his lungs which were functioning at 26% capacity.  He never was awake the whole time I was in his room so I talked mostly to his mother who was at his bedside and had been for all of his life.

She didn't complain.  She was so happy I could come and offer him some relief.

Before I started the treatment, I explained what I was going to do out loud to the patient.  He made some sounds to indicate that he heard me and that it was ok with him if I touched him.  

He coughed throughout the treatment.  He coughed on my hands as I had them on his chest.  His breathing was labored.  I tried to make my breaths loud enough so that he could feel a calming rhythm.  At his chest, I saw the brushes of a car wash... washing out his lungs...swish, swish, swish. 

At his left hand, a man's face appeared very close to mine and then rotated around to the back so that I could see the crown of thorns.  The head of Jesus in agony rotated around 3 or 4 times. Tears were flowing down onto my infection control gown.  I have had Jesus appear before during a session glowing in white robes, but this time he was suffering.

I told the suffering patient that he was brave. And loved. He's a warrior. I bowed to him in honor.

Who am I to offer relief to these people?  They are the heroes.  I am in awe.

Although I know that the patient received relief from the treatment, he wasn't able to explain this to me.  I do know that the images that I saw brought great comfort to his mother.  Knowing that her son was suffering as Jesus did gave more meaning to her care-taking. 'whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me' Matthew 25:40

<3 Lives of service.... so beautiful! EE