There was a little orange slip at the side of the front door. They needed a signature on a delivery, and I wasn't home. I went to the local Post Office to pick it up. I got in at five thirty p.m., and they closed at six.
Before I went in, I imagined the place would like like this, like it always does:
But no! I had forgotten the holiday mail rush! What I saw looked more like this:
And I found the end of the queue and waited for my turn:
There was a mother with two small children in front of me. They were from India. The daughter with the red tutu on kept bumping into me. The younger brother, in the sling on his mother's front, started crying with hunger. She did the thing where you bounce and coo at the kid. I don't understand how parents don't understand what their kids are experiencing. As an empath, I know. That is why I did not pursue my childhood dream of becoming a pediatrician--it was the parent's lack of intuition and my inability to communicate that to them on my rotations that made me decide on surgery instead. (I switched after two years to anesthesia. MANY of the anesthesiologists you meet once were going into surgery, and 'jump ship' during the training process.)
You have me, God!
And that's when I decided to give Reiki, then and there. Just to make it available for anyone that needs it. Not just to the people, but to the entire business of the mail industry, the workers…frankly I couldn't think of an institution on earth that needed energy healing MORE than the post office! And boy, did that Reiki flow! I give Reiki FAST. This one took more than half an hour to get to the front of the line.
Spirit must have been smiling! An orange slip means 'pick up'. The clerk who was available can't leave her station. She pointed across the room to another line! I got in that other line, and I kept giving Reiki.
There were two people ahead of me. It took forever. A woman was irate and wanted something from a tile company. I knew it wasn't there (psychic impression). And yet I had to wait for the man to come back from the places he looked for her package, and then for her to complain loud and long about her predicament to him.
The woman next to me was very kind. I saw on her driver's license her name was Valerie. She and I chatted. She had found a job after four years. She is a tax preparer. She had left her key in the mailbox at her condo by accident, and the mail lady covering for her regular one wouldn't give it to the neighbor who asked. Said, 'it's against the law'. So she was in line looking for her keys.
Spirit got every drop of Reiki it could through me. I was there an hour or longer, I don't know. I just know that I was glad to be there.
Do you do Reiki in public or unusual places?
Many of my readers have.
I thought you might enjoy hearing their story from them--some of them are pretty good! (scroll down to read their words).
And all of these Reiki Good Samaritans 'felt the call' or 'felt the Reiki start to flow' and answered the call with their heart and good will and compassion.
Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Reiki Doc
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