Before I walked into my first Reiki appointment, I didn’t know what to think. My thought processes were along the lines of “Let’s see if this woo-woo shit works.” I was open to it, maybe not as open as I could be, but still willing to give it an honest go. I laid down and had an eye pillow put on and a warm blanket put around me. When the reiki started, I didn’t feel anything and nothing seemed any different. But as the session wore on, I started to feel lighter, to the extent that I felt like I was floating.
The real miracles came when I got off the bed. I was more salient and calm. As the day went by I noticed that I was WAY more empathetic, could groove with my emotions, which is something I’m not very great at. And, most importantly, did not have this gnawing feeling of impending doom.
My anxiety was gone.
But was it because of the Reiki or because my life has hit flow? I have had anxiety for so long that I didn’t know what it felt like to NOT be anxious. This was better than any drugs or running I could do to alleviate my misfiring mind. I was a believer.
Reiki is like anything esoteric. It may or may not be real, but if it provides you comfort and what you are seeking for that stop on your journey, take what the universe is offering.