Three weeks ago, on a beautiful summer evening, my 12 year old son went to play capture-the-flag with all the neighborhood boys. No sooner had they started the game, my son ran full speed and tripped over a small wall along the driveway. The boys’ faces when they came to tell me confirmed that the injury was more than just a scrape.
As I arrived on the scene, I could see my son’s bloody face and he was writhing in pain. My neighbor had already called 911 and was steadily holding my son’s arm with an ice pack — more likely to protect him from seeing his broken bone and puncture wound than to prevent swelling. When he pulled back the ice pack to show me where the bone had pierced through the skin, I thought I would be sick to my stomach.
I knew immediately that I should be sending Reiki to my son. I knew that this is what Reiki was all about — no special equipment, no special medical training needed! I could calm him down and medical personnel could do their thing. Perfect!
On the exterior I was determined to remain calm so that my son could not see my fear. I instinctively kept touching him to comfort him. On the inside, my mind was racing and frantic. The police and EMTs were asking me questions. Neighbors were offering help. Some of the boys who saw what happened were crying. My son was crying, screaming, squirming and asking questions I couldn’t bear to answer. It was all just too much.
When they opened the ambulance doors to lift my son inside, I tried to fill the ambulance with Reiki by drawing the symbols in my mind. But, I was simply not calm or centered. Frustrated, I thought things would be better inside the ambulance with the doors closed and with fewer people watching. However, my son was still in excruciating pain and I was unable to bring my thoughts to Reiki. Feeling desperate and afraid, with my hands holding on my son’s “good” arm, I lowered my head and begged – BEGGED – ArchAngel Raphael to please come and send his healing. I couldn’t do it. I needed extreme help.
After a moment, I looked up and saw 111 on the monitor for my son’s heart rate and blood pressure. 111 is a fantastic angel number! I knew right then that things would be okay. Seeing that number at that exact moment brought me the tiny bit of hope that I needed.
Has everything been perfect and blissful since my 111 sighting? Certainly not! I knew, and still know, that we have a tough road ahead. The bumps along the way are here for a reason and I have to believe there is a greater learning experience I just don’t understand at the moment. I still get signs and numbers from above and they have definitely kept me going.
So what are the “take aways” for you from this story?
1) Always ask the angels for help. Be open to the signs — repeated numbers, coins, feathers, coincidences that seem too good to be true, or special song lyrics.
2) Reiki works. I know it does, but I was too attached to the outcome in this case (hello ego!). When my son was in surgery, I was able to email my Reiki friends and ask for their help and healing. I had to let go of my “I should do Reiki!” and let others take over.
3) ArchAngel Raphael is the angel of healing. His color is green. If you want to send prayers and healing to someone, imagine them basking in green light and ask ArchAngel Raphael for help.
Thanks for listening to my story. ❤