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Exploring Love and the 4th chakra is not an easy or particularly comfortable task but it is well worth the journey! I recently taught a psychic meditation workshop on that very subject and was honored not just with email of thank you but a blog post sharing the profound experience one woman had.

My friend Lesley had never before attended one of my workshops however she has had several readings from me. I have no words to describe how honored, humbled and touched I am that she shared her experience on her blog and has graciously allowed me to share it with you. Please enjoy this guest post by Lesley Pearl.

“Artist Date: 64 Not Too Much”

“I do not do yoga.

As a massage therapist, I know it is kind of part of the gig. But I can’t.

It freaks me out. Holding poses for an extended period makes me panic. Whether I am in a big anonymous class or in a tiny studio with just three other students and the most gentle instructor imaginable, it is always the same. Open heart. Teary eyes. And a small voice crying out in the silence, “Are we done yet? Are we done yet?” I ignore her and…panic. More tears.

People tell me this is good. That it means I should do more yoga. That I am working something out. I ignore them and make a mental note never to discuss this topic.

Until now. In a yoga studio. Artist Date 64.

My friend, and clairvoyant genius, Debbie Taitel, is conducting a post-Valentine’s exploration of the 4th Chakra, the energy center of the heart.

I think I am safe because it is a meditation workshop and not yoga. And I meditate. I have for 12 years.

But I am wrong. The panic is there almost immediately. Stifling.

Debbie first mentioned the workshop to me a couple of weeks ago, during one of our clairvoyant sessions. As I watched my heart tentatively open to hope and the possibility of love for the first time in what seemed like a very long time – for an almost bachelor, a man from my childhood, living nearly 700 miles away.(Artist Date 62)

Last week I told him I “couldn’t do it.” (Artist Date 63) Whatever “it” was. Seemingly falling head over heels over head for one another. He asked how realistic it was. I didn’t care. I wanted to find out about us. He said he did too. But when I sensed his wavering, come-here-go-away, and when the excitement in my stomach turned into a knot, I said “no.” And we somewhat sadly settled on friendship. At least for now.

I thought that with this grand gesture of self-love and adult decision-making, my feelings would go away. I was mistaken.

He has been dancing in my head for a good portion of the day and I am surprised.

So it is a relief when Debbie asks us to invite anyone “grounding” through us to please leave for the duration of the workshop. I ask, but he remains. Or I keep him near. I am not certain. It is the pink elephant in the room I have been told to pay no attention to.

I am embarrassed. Ashamed. I assume the shift is easy for him. But I do not know this.

I am consumed by the thought that I do not want to write about this. Especially as he regularly reads my blog. I feel vulnerable and uncomfortable. I want to run. Just like in yoga.

Debbie asks us to ground ourselves and I see a climber’s rope shoot out from my 1st Chakra into the earth, its metal claws digging into clay and dirt. Debbie saw me do this once before – during one of our sessions. She found it clever. A good way to shake off the too many grounding through me.

But today it feels unstable. I want an oak tree growing out of my ass, downward into the earth. But this is what I have.

She asks us to create roses in our mind. To fill them with past hurts. Unrequited loves. Loves we either did not or could not return. And to destroy them.

I see the International Rose Test Garden in Portland. My ex and I visited here one winter when he was interviewing for jobs. The bushes are clipped. Dead.

My eyes get teary and my nose flares. I feel like I am on the verge of big, heaving sobs. I see my ex husband. My mother. My father. The first boy I took my clothes off with.

I see my first real boyfriend. And J – perhaps the love of my life, me with a dick. Mr. 700 Miles.

I feel Debbie lay a box of tissues on my thigh. I am afraid to move. That I will come totally unglued if I do and land on the floor, a throbbing puddle. I feel white energy leave through my heart and it is over.

I destroy the rose, stripping it naked, petal by petal, while those around me engage in more violent scenarios – skeet shooting or blowing them up.

In the final meditation, safely shrouded in golden light, I loop my own energy over and over through my 4th Chakra, my heart. I feel nauseated. A wave slams into my gut and through me. If I were standing it would knock me over.

Debbie smiles. This is the energy I put into the universe, she explains. The kind that makes people “run for the hills.” I nod, as do most of those around me. It is the love energy, meant for me, mistakenly turned out and overwhelming others.

I think about the old idea I still carry around sometimes, that I am “too much.” It is quickly displaced by the realization that I no longer feel like running. Not from here. This place or this pose.

Not from this love. Not from myself.

Not too much.”

No Lesley you are not “too much”. You thanked me for “holding space for your heart” and my reply can only be… it was an honor!~Shine Your Light Debbie

Lesley Pearl is a writer, bodyworker, and weight-loss coach living in Chicago. Her blog “The Wandering Jewess”, chronicles ‘life after marriage’ in a series of weekly solo dates. She is currently working on her first book titled “Left. Write.

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When was the last time you received a spiritual HELLO? When was the last time you connected, and I mean REALLY connected, with another person? When was the last time you acknowledged the divinity in yourself and another?

Our lives our so busy and we’re around people every day. We pass them on the street, we have work colleagues, friends, family, clients and of course the grocery clerks, waiters and friendly Starbucks Baristas but are you connecting and acknowledging each other as spirit?

Now, there’s nothing I enjoy more than finding an answer and I found that answer in the form of a simple HELLO! I recently taught a meditation workshop in Chicago and what happened in that workshop reminded me of how powerful and healing a spirit to spirit HELLO is. Although this was a wonderful experience for the 16 beautiful souls who attended, you can practice it for yourself every day!

There is always a lot of energy around teaching any sort of workshop involving love and the heart center and this workshop definitely lived up to task. I had already guided the participants through their first meditation to shift them into present time but I noticed they were having difficulty connecting with their bodies. They seemed to be hovering just above their heads. Several were clearly isolated, hiding and swimming in painful memories. The energy in the workshop was so intense that I deviated from my notes and had the participants stand up, take the hands of someone else, look directly into their eyes, smile and simply say “hello, (insert name) it’s so nice to meet you, I’m (insert name)”.

What I saw and experienced next was truly amazing. In fact I would have to say the miracle of healing was clearly alive and well! Almost immediately after the exercise started the room got brighter! I stood back and watched as the energy that once loomed like a dark cloud over the room lifted and was replaced by a beautiful golden light. By the end of the exercise not only did everyone have their space but they were shining from a place of validation! Everyone’s eyes were sparkling and every single person had a smile on their face!

The eyes are the window of the soul…

What happened in the workshop is very simple. When you look directly into the eyes of another and say hello you are acknowledging their spirit. The human touch and simple hello told that person ‘Hey, I see you! I know your name! You are not just some anonymous person in the room.’ You simply cannot look deep into someone’s eyes and say hello without validating them. A simple in the moment “hello” also brings you right into present time not only with the person you’ve said hello to but with your surroundings as well.

So often we go about our days with our head in the clouds. Our thoughts are somewhere else. We could be in a room full of people and feel totally isolated and alone. We are so busy doing and thinking about the next thing that needs to be done or worrying about this or that, that we sometimes brush off (not necessarily intentionally) those who are right in front of us and some of those are the ones we love the most. We are not “present and accounted for” and grounded in the moment.

Of course it is not always be proper to take both someone’s hands in yours but a handshake works and you can always look into someone’s eyes as you say hello even when casually passing on the street. There is so much you can see when you look into a persons eyes and a simple hello with a smile has the power to heal a hurting, isolated person including yourself. As an added bonus to saying hello while looking into someone’s eyes while saying their name; You remember their name. This is my favorite party trick! Go ahead and try it! Even if you have difficulty remembering people’s names you will remember because you are not only saying hello to a body in front of you, you are connecting spirit to spirit.

Practice looking into someone’s eyes, smiling and saying hello. You are not merely using the words when you look deeply into someone’s eyes. You are acknowledging and validating the divinity, spirit and soul essence of another and yourself. You bring yourself and that person into the present moment and in the process shift your energy. So HELLO! I SEE YOU! And of course, practice makes perfect! HELLO!~Shine Your Light Debbie

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