The Reiki Cafe 

If you can believe this, this is the third time I have typed this post. I hit some key around the keyboard of this laptop that I use the touch pad with. I lost everything I have written. three times, already.

I asked the Holy what my current spiritual path is now. My answer was to do handwork. I recalled how Lazaris described the deveoping fetus as first the heart then out the sides of the heart, the hands. It makes sense, then that keeping my hands busy, will keep me in my feelings and while in my feelings, no intellect, no head stuff.

Now, I am preparing to play my music at the farmer's market two weeks from now. These old fingers are not up to the Celtic rhythm I have written. So, I am practicing many hours a day. I find that the combination of physical involvment and aroused up feelings of the music, fills me so full that I stop from time to time just to calm down a bit before going at it again.

What life, eh?

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If you can believe this? I have been playing for over seventy years and I have not experienced what I am experiencing now. I practice for at least three hours at a time. I feel the music drawing everything I have out of me. Usually, I draw in from the music so I end feeling very refreshed. this music is pulling everything out of me into the performance. Sometimes I realize I am gretting my teeth, ordering every muscle to move at its appointed time and in its appointed way. This body is just a shell to contain what music calls for!

I am not a native of Britain, but I recall living among Britains during the Roman envasion when we took to the hills. It was music that we had there to keep us intact.

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