My very first Reiki session.

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Yesterday I attended my very first Reiki healing session. I had many expectations but I made sure to remind myself to stay clear of them all, we all know that spirituality, healing and love need remain as far away as possible from this entity named ‘expectation’.

Convenience was on my side as she lived right down my road. I had come to know of her services through a neighborhood group chat. I quickly messaged her and we began chatting. I was excited to try this out and had very little knowledge of how intense this session would really be.

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Marriam and I began with the consultation, we sat in conversation, digging down into my depths, removing all the toxic weeds that had rooted themselves in my inner being. We even did some role play! Her technique was a perfect blend of gentle yet stern, helping me smoothly navigate my emotions in a safe space. The session was intense and tears were shed, I had moments where my hair stood and I felt things I hadn’t before, I guess it’s because I was navigating untraveled paths within myself, opening doors that I had consciously shut and locked in a desperate attempt to protect myself.

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We then moved onto the next session, the physical healing, the part I had been anticipating! She explained that everyone experiences the process uniquely, and that my body might feel strange sensations, that this was all due to the clearing of negative energies, opening way for flow of the Chakras.

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I learnt this day that the body has a life of its own, quite literally. She moved her hands across my body, starting at the top of my head and ending at the base of my feet, gently her hands hovered over my centers and I felt my body react, twitching, jerking, shivering and heating up while I lay encrusted in my stillness, I wasn’t there, I was floating in a space of serenity, feeling numbed of the physical world.

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When I came to, I felt very light, as if I was no longer in my body, as if I had been emptied. I drove home with an inner smile.

From this session I learnt much about myself and the inner strength I possess, that I should come first in my life if I am ever to live a live a genuinely peaceful existence.

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A mantra shared with me by an amazing soul reads;

I live in abundance

I give in abundance

I have in abundance

I receive in abundance

I share through this abundance.

Blessed Be.

If you would like to contact Marriam her details are below:

 

Marriam Raheel

marrium.ra@gmail.com

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Cry Mommy cry; The joys, strengths and pains of Mommyhood.

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IMG_20180313_150421Seven days into becoming a first time Mommy and I’m a tear-filled sack of emotions. 
Happy, Tired, Excited, Drained, Exhausted, Pained, the list goes on into eternity.
I feel like I am about to melt in a pool of the unknown, this new place I am having to occupy, this foreign role I am now having to play, one that is nothing like I would have imagined.

My body in pain from labor, healing from 1st degree tears and having to deal with my breast milk supply not having arrived, I was worried baby wasn’t getting her daily dose. I soon learnt that long, traumatic labor can cause milk supply to delay a few days. Sure enough in day three my milk arrived and boy did she love it!! 

I fell in love with her throughout the nine months we shared a body, she was my joy and motivation, my answer to it all.
I knew I wanted only what’s best for her and that meant kicking things into the next gear as I prepared to be a Mommy. I found myself playing roles and filling new responsibilities with ease, she was my drive.
Excitement coloured my days and as her arrival neared, so did anxiety, she finally arrived and my world soon drastically changed.

The twenty-one long hours of labor were scary yet exciting, I’d get to finally meet my princess, but OOhh, the pain and exhaustion I experienced during her arrival was excruciating to say the least but it truly was such an empowering process, every single stitch of it, all worth it.
Knowing that I made it through; I deserved another token in my Self-worth jar!

Simple things like watching her sleep, caressing her hair and holding  the tiny hands I had waited months to hold.
All these things keep me happy, content, through the many storms I face as a new Mom.

It’s only when baby arrived that I realized how vital sleep really is, without it one becomes futile at the mommy role.
When asked how I’m doing, I laugh and always say that sleep has become a luxury, It’s so painful not being able to rest when you really need to, never mind the time you need to get important work done.

One thing I was never told is how important it is to enjoy ‘me time’ whilst still pregnant, how time for self is completely annihilated once baby arrives, had I known and understood this truth I would have done so much more whilst she was still inside me, eating when I do, bathing when I do, not in need of my constant attention. 

Learning to place self aside has been the trickiest; I’d like to have a bath in the morning but this can only happen if I have someone to watch over baby.
Even making a meal becomes tricky. I’ve had to learn so many sassy ways to complete tasks and take care of myself, none of this would have been possible had it not been for the amazing support I get daily from mom and dad, the tips and tricks that help me get by, the assistance I get in the middle of the night when baby is fussing and I’ve no clue what to do next. 
I’ve learnt to ask for help when needed, and most importantly, I have learnt to rely on my Mommy instincts; to trust that I intrinsically know what is best for my baby.

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I am grateful for this new experience, with it comes so much joy and strength, learning to love a new soul and accepting all that comes with it.
It is nothing like the romanticized images of motherhood and babies we see through societies lens; it is difficult, filled with doctor visits, sleepless nights, sore nipples, painful back, stitches from the birthing, the list is endless but through all the pains, love is born and weaved into the union.

I look forward to spending the rest of my forever with my daughter and I take on the Mommy badge with pride, no matter how hard the job is!

Through this experience I have found a powerful respect t for Mothers all around the globe.

The Art of Self Sacrifice.🧡

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Sitting on the floor of my room, breastfeeding my 8 month old daughter when my eyes find themselves staring at something.
My telescope, a gift I got from my sister, one of the best gifts I’ve EVER received, no doubt!

My love for the stars is so profound because this is where I feel most at home, I don’t feel lost or misplaced when I’m staring into the celestial abode.

Watching each star glimmer, imagining what celestial body it is.
Searching for my favorite constellations, there is always so much love.
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I remember waking up at 4 am most mornings just to watch Venus rise and glitter through the dark morning sky, it brought me such joy and awe I could never find words to describe, I felt in union with myself and with all that is.
I would talk to the stars and thank them for constantly gracing me with such beauty to admire, whilst never asking for anything in return.
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The love of my life is the Moon, I call him ‘Moonman’ as I feel serenaded by him.
I always say I’m married to him, that in a lifetime, lifetimes away, when I was the Sun and he was the Moon, we were lovers serving our galactic roles in a different universe out there.
82af93ed499ce91a68e83832231f0452.jpgFast forward a few years and I find myself longing for a child, for a daughter specifically.
Life paves a way for me and she arrives, she traveled dimensions to meet me here.
The magical story of how I dreamt my daughter into life is one for another day. To sum it up I had her name ready about four years before she arrived and so many synchronous moments opened the portals for her arrival.
Being a Mom is no easy task, I could go on for days elucidating.
Motherhood is an existence full of sacrifice and bottomless joy.

My love for the stars, as powerful as it is, had to take a backseat when my daughter arrived, everything did.

My beautiful telescope now has spiderwebs on it and I feel the need to visit my celestial friends soon.
Learning to balance Motherhood and Self-hood is proving to be tricky but it is very vital.
One cannot lose themselves in any role.
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Self Love over all.
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