Words are not enough

Tonight I had the most beautiful experience of my life, during healing session number 5.

I was walking down a tree-lined avenue that was running along a river. People I’ve had disagreements with, fallen out with, in my life were standing in a row. We looked at each other, really saw and connected with one another, and gave each other a nod. A nod of mutual recognition that “It’s OK. We’re OK.” The simplicity of it was very moving – no need for big words or gestures. When I got to people that I felt I couldn’t forgive, couldn’t look in the eye and move on with, angels were there to let me know that it was OK and that it’d happen when I was ready.

I was then guided to a space that was bathing in a beautiful light – like golden sunshine, bright but not glaring or blinding, just very warm, comfortable and welcoming. I felt myself lying on an altar and a host of angels were standing in a semi-circle in front of the altar. Behind them were everyone in my life, everyone I love and who loves me. The angels and the people were beaming and radiating love, sending it to me. When the healer put his hand on my forehead I felt as if God himself was touching me and pouring love into me. Everything and everyone in this space were sending me love, wishing me well, wishing me nothing but good. And I was accepting it. I didn’t feel that I didn’t deserve it, that I’m not good enough for it. I was accepting the love, embracing it, and it felt right and comfortable

I can’t explain what was going on, and it may well be that I’m not meant to. All I know is that I feel very blessed, fortunate and grateful to have had this experience.