The palms of the hand is a beautiful landscape of hills and valleys, rivers and islands; or rather it should be. I was shocked when I saw the palm outstretched in front of me. There were no hills or valleys, it was a completely flat terrain like the skin of a drum. Full of deeply etched crisscrossed lines it was as if she were caught in an electrical storm. I held her hands, took a deep breath and began our conversation. The only distinguishing mark was the Healing Stigmata - so that's where we began. She was a healer and ran her own business that was becoming busier everyday. She spent many hours healing clients and was finding that it was becoming increasingly more draining. She wasn't sure what to do - with each client she was drained of her own life force. I enquired if she did any meditation, to my surprise she said that she spent hours each day in meditation. I had never encountered such a weakened hand on what should have been a vibrant person. As we dove further into her story I found out that on top of sending healing to her clients she was sending out healing to the world. To all the war torn countries, impoverished people, people facing bankruptcy, natural disaster areas and to heal Mother Earth. At this point I realised what was happening to this woman and asked if I could give her some reiki energy. She was taking on all the woes of the world as her personal responsibility to heal. Rather than the healing energy moving through her it was being sent from her. I sent her away with the assignment of meditating without sending any energy out until her hands begin to present hills and valleys.
My analogy of connecting with the life force is this: think of two rooms separated by a door. In one room there is a light source, in the other there is darkness. When you open the door what happens? The light floods into the darkness (not the other way around). There is no such thing as darkness, just an absence of light. Now go be the light!