I went to my badminton league last night. The talent varies widely from children (many better than me) to those who play in tournaments. My daughter wanted to attend with me. She had only played badminton a few times with the neighborhood kids, but considered herself a good player.
Once on the badminton court, we began to warm up by hitting the birdie back and forth. Well, I hit it and she would try. She had problems serving the birdie, and as her confidence decreased, she soon was not able to hit the birdie at all. I suggested she try hitting it anyway she was comfortable, but it grew worse until it looked like she was going to cry. I wasn’t sure what to do, but continuing seemed cruel, so I suggested we stop for the night. As I was talking with another woman on the sidelines, my daughter and I were invited to play the next game.
My daughter and I stood in the middle of the court and had a quiet discussion. I asked her, “Do you want to play?” My daughter said “Yes.” I thought the game would to be too much for her and she’d be humiliated, but didn’t want to tell her that. The facilitator came up and asked if there was a problem. I told him my daughter hadn’t played before. “No problem. This isn’t life or death,” He said, “Let’s see what you can do.”
My daughter misses her first serve. I cringed. But his reaction changed everything. “Let me show you how to hold the racket,” he offered. And she is instructed for a half hour by him and another man on how to properly serve. They were genuinely patient and happy to do it. It was like watching Buddha teach badminton! The woman next to me began to observe the instruction and practice the “new” technique. Then I joined in. It became a learning session for all of us. And my daughter’s confidence went up and she enjoyed herself.
I saw such a gap between the men’s level of patience and my own. Their patience changed the situation into one of learning and love. Their perception changed the outcome. I want that level of patience for myself.
Yesterday, at a meetup group for intuitive and sensitive kids, a play date had been scheduled at a member’s farm house. Seven children played for hours, riding go-carts, jumping on a trampoline, playing dodge ball, and exploring the farm. Afterward, the host served a grand banquet of food. I was impressed with the spread and asked why they had served so much.
The grandmother of the three of the boys said, “This is the first time they’ve had friends over.”
I was shocked. Her grandsons varied in age from nine to 13 years old. How could they never had friends over? I asked the reason, and the grandmother replied they were autistic and didn’t have friends at school.
I was stunned. I hadn’t noticed. And neither had my children. Yet, I witnessed what appeared to be an ordinary day with kids playing well together. Go-carting. Hide-and-seek. Basketball. Why did this day go so well?
I have often heard that autistic kids are intuitive, which makes them receptive to the energy around them. I could see how group environments might upset them. They could easily pick up anger, excitement and irritation from the kids and teachers around them. I certainly have experienced this myself when going to the store, driving or working. But these kids had been content around my kids, whose energy was well balanced. This helped demonstrate that when we are at peace with ourselves, we provide a healing environment for others around us.
In the car, as we pulled away, my kids said to me told me how much fun they had, and wondered when they could do it again.
I let them know how special this day had been for those boys. Because they were autistic, this had been their first play date.
My kids were stunned. They hadn’t noticed. They just had fun. Souls playing with other souls.
I recently picked up vertigo after performing a healing. I woke up in the middle of the night with the room spinning. Every time I turned over in my sleep, the spinning would happen again. When morning came, I was nauseous and dizzy. I waited several hours, and when I felt well enough to shamanic journey, I requested a healing for myself. The vertigo went away that day. I have not ever had vertigo before or since. My own healing worked, but it reminded me that I must protect myself before performing healings for others. Negative energy can be picked up in both remote or in-person healings.
This seems a strange concept for those that haven’t experienced picking up others illnesses or pain. But consider this… have you walked into a room after an argument and felt the heavy energy in the room? Or, felt someone staring at you from across the room? It is a similar experience of feeling or absorbing another person’s energy.
To protect myself, I visualize a bright yellow ball of energy above my head. I then draw the energy down through my body, slowly and deeper with each breath, until I am filled with this positive energy. I then visualize it surrounding me with a protective shield of love. If I am performing an in-person healing, I will also surround him or her with the positive energy. I have always been surprised that it works, and any time that I begin to doubt its effectiveness and don’t do it… well, I pay the price by once again absorbing the negative energy.