I had forgotten the extent to which reiki initiations can stir the soup of life. Last weekend’s Reiki 1 course, so beautiful, has reminded me. Even before the course, some emotional energy was arising in me. That was nothing compared to the last few days, during which I have found myself in a different emotional space every day, sometimes feeling strong, sometimes fragile. Yesterday, for example, a deep sadness pervaded my being. And when I woke up this morning, the following poem came to me. When I read it to a friend, tears came welling up from somewhere unknown in me. Since then, I have felt cleansed and calm and the colours of nature have been brighter and even more beautiful than before. I love reiki!
You can also listen to me reading the poem, from the readings page accessed at the bottom of the audio page.
One last cup of tea
Enough mountains have I climbed
Though none were an Everest
Yet splendid were they all
Great vistas they gave
To one who sought the horizon
Enough work have I done
Though no limelight did it bring
Yet contribute I did
Giving whatever there was
That was asking to be given
Enough women have I loved
Though never the dream romance
Yet each a meeting of two souls
Sharing moments of beauty
Before passing on their ways
Enough have I searched
Though frustration was the prize
Yet in that total failure
Lay a precious gemstone
The purity of being
Enough have I taught
Though not a word of Truth
Yet always sharing wisdom
Helping others to find
That which cannot be spoken of
Enough miles have I walked
Though I find myself where I began
Yet each step has carried me
Taking me further and higher
Into the adventure of life
And now it only remains to me
To drink one last cup of tea
And rest
