A good friend and I were able to actually sit down and chat for an hour, something that doesn’t happen very often with our busy schedules. She asked me what was on my mind. This is what I should have said.

* * *

Several times during the past few weeks I have been overcome by intense emotions during healing sessions.

The emotion of gratitude.

I know, I know. We are all supposed to walk around all the time with an ‘attitude of gratitude’. While I am thankful for all the blessings in my life, this was different.

It would hit me like a 10 ton truck at the end of the session, when my client was seeing and accepting the shift she was making, why she needed to make it, and how her life would change as a result of this understanding. While my client was in full processing bliss, I was quietly breaking down.

Full grateful bliss

Full gratitude bliss

Head bowed, palms together, my heart bursting with the knowledge of how lucky I was, I thanked god, the universe, my guides … everyone. I thanked them for choosing me. I thanked them for allowing me to find my true purpose in life. I thanked them for allowing me to help people find balance in their lives and heal.

As I watched over my clients and witnessed their amazing transformations, I thanked them for allowing me to share this gift with them, the people I loved. I was thankful I could draw people to me who needed this support and encouragement, to make a difference in someone’s life.

As the emotion was fully realized, it would slowly fade. I returned my full attention to the session, wiped away the smudged mascara, and continued without missing a beat.

After searching so long to find my place in this world, I am blessed and thankful to be where I am.

* * *

Back with my girlfriend, she worried that perhaps I was giving too much of myself in the healing sessions, giving away too much of my own energy. But how could I, when I receive such amazing love and gratitude in return.


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