Light Reflection

About a month ago, I had an Akashic reading* with a woman named Kathy Fenton White**. It blew my sense of self wide open.

That didn’t happen right away though. I had to ponder the things she said for a while, and each time I pondered, more pieces of the truth revealed themselves until it all became—well, obvious. Shining through like a glimmer of light caught in a spider’s web.

I learned it is true that “the future exists in infinite possibilities” (as she said), that we have free will, and that our superpower is Choice. Conscious choice.

At one point, she suggested that I look at what part of myself I did not love. That shook me. I didn’t want to look at that, and yet what came to mind was a picture of me in my twenties, taken by an old friend.  It had haunted me over the years. Looking at that picture again led me to write an earlier post in this blog, titled The Ruminant Self. Writing that post healed the woman in the picture, that black and white brooding part of me that could not get a grip on living.

When Light first enters the Universe, it is pure. Over time, it dims under the heavy, corrupting weight of matter and thoughts until the luster is gone. Its power becomes inert. The good news is that our superpower persists, and we can choose, over and over again, to polish that mirror until it once again reflects who we truly are. That is the work of a lifetime, my friends, and it is worth it.

Now, I am not saying that everyone needs an Akashic record reading in order to restore their brightness. The work can start with simply noticing your own breath. I fell in love with my breath in my forties while practicing the Zen Buddhist art of zazen. I remember clearly the moment I noticed on the inhale how the air entering my nostrils felt like a silk scarf!

Noticing that intrigued me. I began following it down through my throat, my lungs, into my abdomen where it met my mudra, releasing the tension between my thumbs until only the merest touch remained. It was a magical sensation. I never get tired of it.

Focusing the breath lightly and following it deeply is a great way to train the vagus nerve to relax. At the same time, it polishes the mirror and renews the light within. It’s all of one piece. Or should I say peace?

Your choice. And don’t forget, you can comment below if you feel inspired.

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**Look her up. In fact, you might need to look more stuff up later since I don’t want to break the flow here.