I pruned my head this week, as one prunes a tree in preparation for Spring — my own internal and external Spring. I spontaneously bid farewell to all of my hair. For new growth, for raw, authentic presence, for lightness and freedom and simplicity, for cultivating intentionality, for women, for my children, for my spouse, for the world, for 77 other reasons, and for quiet. Especially for quiet. This act and ritual of courageous self-love marked a new season of symbolic rebirth, renewal, and transparency for me. Becoming “bare” has opened up new field of quiet for me, in many magical ways, where I can listen and perceive, with newfound focus, to the quiet amongst the trees in the garden of my life. In this raw quietude, I can hear the whispers of what needs tending to — and I can water and nourish that, as I love a plant. May we often remind our hearts to capture the lovely silence of growing things: our children, the unrushed and delicate natural world, and our soul’s garden. And, as a plant, may we always lean towards the light, especially when the skies are gray.
During this season of renewal, recharge, re-direction, and ritual, my personal Reiki practice has been unfolding down new, revealing rues (paths). With all the energetic debris that collects within our personal sphere, Reiki as a balancing practice is a most allied friend. As a life management tool and sacred self-care practice, the benefits of reiki reveal themselves by lifting our level of consciousness, transforming our vibratory signature and mental/emotional programming, and turning fragmented outer/inner chaos into a coherent, integrated ease of living. I invite you to take stock in your season of life, savor slow, and rejoice as you follow each falling leaf through the beautiful cycles of decay and re-birthing.
~ Katherine R.