I’ve been thinking lately about the paradox of being. Doesn’t that sound philosophical?
What I mean is that on the one hand, I’ve learned a lot about Reiki in the past five years or so. I’ve taught lots of people around the world, and aim to teach many, many more how to access this powerful, yet simple connection to healing, growth, and balance. I’ve written two books, and published a set of cards (and an app!). I started a school.
Yet, every day, I am acutely aware of how much more there is that I don’t know yet. There are levels of intuitive sensitivity that I have not reached. There is a vast sea of knowledge that I have barely absorbed a drop of in all this time.
I feel as if I’ve followed a spark, and it led me into a sky full of stars. Yet this one spark has given me so much that it can’t be measured and I haven’t reached the fullness of it yet. It’s overwhelming to consider sometimes.
Here’s what I mean…
- I’m a “big voice” for Reiki. Yet what I know is so very tiny compared to what there is to learn.
- Here we are on this planet, each of us unique, and yet even our planet (which seems huge to our perspective), is a tiny droplet in a sea of universal vastness.
- Our bodies are complex, powerful interactive machines, yet inside us, between the tiny bits of atomic matter, is mostly space.