104 Depression, Feeling Lost or Unfocused could be due to a Miscarriage or an Abortion, or even Picking up A Family Member's Moods... Technique to Release Stuck Energy

       I was drawn to take a natural healing class, Reiki I and Beyond workshop taught by Rosemary the Celtic woman, even though I  had my Reiki certificates already. After a couple hours, I lay on the massage table while a healer worked on me. Once the session was complete, I sat up in a daze,  blinking because even the dim lights were too bright. The woman who worked on me furrowed her eyebrows and stammered.  “I saw a dark spot in your stomach. You need to go to the doctor immediately because I think you have cancer.” 

     My legs dangled over the edge as I sat thinking about what she had just said. For some strange reason, I wasn't scared. I had this gut feeling. I replied, “I have a feeling it’s not cancer. But I’ll talk to the teacher during the break to see what it possibly could be.” Then we switched places, and I became her healer.

       Later that morning, I approached Rosemary and told her what the woman had said.  She didn’t answer right away. She looked as if she was listening to someone. maybe she was listening to one of her Archangels for guidance, a lesson she had taught us that morning.  “Tina, have you ever had an abortion or a miscarriage?”

      “No, I responded,” too quickly.  Then a memory flashed into my head. “Wait a minute. I was in England as a chaperone with my students when I had a hefty menstrual cycle. I was scared that I would have to go to the hospital, but then it stopped. At the time, I wondered if I had a miscarriage, but Alan, my husband, was sure it was due to the long airplane ride.”  Rosemary asked if it took me a long time to get pregnant again, and I told her 3 ½ years. I had even undergone exploratory surgery to see if something was wrong. Then we thought about adoption, but finally, I had a beautiful boy and, three years later, a gorgeous daughter.
I never knew how important it was to release & honor a fetus that chose to come 'in.'

     Rosemary said, "It’s common to have fertility problems after a miscarriage or an abortion because our body still remembers the sadness of losing the child."  I was told to do Reiki on myself to release the memory and honor the embryo for coming in for the little time it was there, and if I didn’t do this, it could turn into a benign or cancerous growth. I worked on myself a little bit, but obviously not enough. 

     Years later, I learned an excellent technique during my Constellation Healing session with Hazel Carter. I remember precisely what my goal was for that evening when she asked. "I feel stuck in writing my memoir."
     "In what way do you feel stuck?" she asked in her beautiful Irish accent. 
     "I'm confused about the order of the stories, and I can't decide which ones to include."  
      She pursed her lips and asked if I had ever lost a child. And I nodded yes.  She said, "Your body still has not fully released the sadness of losing a child. Tina, is there another child you lost?"  

     "No, I don't think so." Then a memory of me getting a sonogram popped in, and a technician said, " Looks like you're going to have twins. I remember being so scared. I honestly didn't think Alan could handle two kids of the same age at once. And then the selfish Tina jumped in, 'I'd have to quit teaching theatre.'  Those days I worried about everything. Like the first healer, Hazel shared that it was imperative that I release this memory from my body, or I could become very ill. 

A technique to honor and release the loss of a fetus or embryo (husband should do also)

1.  acknowledged that I had four children, not just two living ones
2.  light a candle for 21 days, with my husband if possible
3.  give a name to the embryo(s) Alan and I agreed upon Michael and Juliette)
4.   thank the embryo for coming in (Do this technique separately if you lost a couple fetuses
5.  apologize for not being ready to have children or frightened of having twins
6.  thank the embryo for selecting you to come in, even though it wasn't for very long
7.  I shared things about our family, the good and the bad

    The first few times I did this, I cried like a baby. I was surprised that it seemed like energy was released from my body.   Even Alan was a little choked-up.  He only did the release with me for a few days, but that was okay because my body needed to let go of the memory.

103 Sure Enough, There was a Hand in The Photo Waving, Hi

                                       My son, Kyle, waving, "Hi" to me after he died.

     

      I happily accepted a Health Careers class where the students learned C.P.R., First Aid, what types of health careers exist and I received our administration's approval to teach Reiki, a natural healing technique. Second-semester kids who were interested in health careers were placed in senior citizen homes twice a week to help out. 

      I encouraged these students to go to ‘Life Expo’  because there would be tons of free natural healing workshops and exhibits there, so a few of the kids met me at the Expo.

     Stephanie, one of my students, and I decided to have a photo taken of our  aura and then have a reading done on what the colors meant. (She had lost a sister years earlier.) I had never done this before, so I was excited. Little did we know that we would receive more than a photo of ourselves. After the grey-headed lady took my picture, she glanced at my pic and said while she was handing it to me, “Looks like you have someone on the other side who wants to say, ‘Hi.’"

    Beaming, I took the picture, knowing full well, who it was before I even looked at it. Sure enough, there was a hand behind my right shoulder, by my head. The fingers were elongated and a little blurry as if the hand was moving quickly. I chuckled, wondering if Kyle was busy somewhere else, and then realized what I was about to do and zapped in almost too late, so his hand was blurry.  Or I wondered maybe since he was a newbie up in heaven, he was still learning how to transfer his energy onto the earth, who knows. (Ha... ha… Kyle just told me it was the later. He told me later that once a spirit accepts that he/she is dead or accepts that their loved ones will be fine without them, they don’t need to spiritually hang around on earth, they tend to stay in heaven.  But when they want to show up, it takes a lot of energy.) 

     “Yeah, it’s my son,”  I confirmed, feeling like something was stuck in my throat. I was overjoyed and immensely moved that Kyle took the time to show me that even though he was in heaven, he still had time to say, ‘Hi!’ Then the woman explained what the colors meant. 

   Once Stephanie saw the photo of Kyle’s hand her face lite up and decided to have her aura picture taken also. I reminded her to call her sister in. After the heavy set photographer snapped the picture, she handed it to me with a smile on her face. (Maybe she thought Stephanie was my daughter.) I looked at the photo first and then smiled a smug satisfying smirk.  There it was, two fingers held up in a peace sign, right beside Stephanie’s right ear, the hand still and the colors vibrant.  Huge alligator tears rolled down Stephanie's cheeks, she wiped them off quickly, not wanting her classmates to see them.

   I gave her a hug and whispered, “I told you that your sister was still there for you.” The grin on her face was priceless. I could tell that was exactly what she needed, a verification that she was indeed talking to her sister.  A few of her classmates gathered around her to see what was in her photo, astonished at what they saw. 

   I still remember a few months earlier when Stephanie walked into my classroom during lunch and asked if I had time to talk.  I gestured to a student desk and I seated myself across from her. “Ms. B., I used to speak to my sister, but she doesn’t talk to me anymore. Is she mad at me?” Big alligator tears seeped from her huge brown eyes and rolled down her round cheeks.

     At first, I thought that she and her sister had a fight, but then I had this feeling in my gut. “She’s on the other side, isn’t she?”

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     She nodded, wiping away a few of her tears with the back of her hand.  I asked if someone had told her to stop talking to her dead sister, but she couldn’t remember. (This is very common.) I reminded Stephanie to meditate, so she could slow down her vibrations, and then start talking to her sister, welcoming her back into her life again and apologize for not talking to her for so long.  

      A week passed, and I asked her if she was able to get in touch with her sister.  Stephanie’s big brown eyes glistened, and a huge smile followed. “Yes, Ms. B.”  

   I can’t promise anyone that if you have had an aura picture taken that one of your loved ones is going to show up in the photo, but I'm sure if you keep trying, eat right, your channels will be open to receive, just be patient. You might have a pleasant surprise.