Relational Energy Healing

Stairway To Heaven

Posted on 04. Jan, 2010 by Dean Ramsden in Healing Skills

I’m ten minutes into my daily StairMaster routine, and the sweat is already beginning to drip down into my eyes. But, after a full day of distance energy healing sessions, my material body is delighted to be receiving some physical exercise.

Of course, there’s significant discomfort, even pain, as I push my middle-aged muscles and ligaments into climbing this mechanical set of stairs. I know from experience that, if I just keep moving, the pain will eventually recede into the background, and some pleasurable endorphins will kick in. My body core will heat up, my lungs will take in more oxygen, and eventually I will hear the machine beep “You’re done”. Then, it’s on to lifting some free weights.

I’ve worked out in the Gym for over twenty years, a natural progression from my martial arts training and Qi Gong practices. Although I have also practiced Yoga it has been my hours in the gym that I always trust to ground me, deeply, into the material world. Hooked up to a rubber-enshrouded iPod (frequently dropped), l barrel through a generalized weight-lifting routine designed around muscle maintenance rather than seeking any growth. My mind casually observes but it is my body desire that runs the show during this, my Gym meditation practice. We know that prana flows optimally along strong and toned muscle, and is dependent upon breath and blood flow, so my workouts are both a professional necessity and a personal need. Especially so, given my chosen field of specialty, of moving pranic energy back and forth into the Astral world, so as to interact with the energy bodies of my distance clients. To do that effectively – and consistently – I need to be in fairly good shape.

Over my ninety minute workout I focus on the major muscle systems first: chest, back, and sometimes my legs. Then, I shift over to shoulders and abdominal work, arms, and I finish off with a series of stretches to elongate tired muscles. Working out in a tropical country is not for wimps; the heat is debilitating, despite valiant attempts by the air conditioner to cool the room. But, after two years living here in SE Asia, I’m adapting.

Working through pain effectively leads to its natural twin: the pleasure in being alive, and the gratitude that I can still feel my heart pounding, and my muscles pumped up. Slowly hoisting the barbells high above my head, while listening to my favorite music, I’m lost in a pseudo-autistic trance, deliciously dropping down into my animal body, sinking deep into Muladhara chakra. The song in my earphones, a guitar-wailing Blues classic, helps me to connect my heart into the exercise. I feel alive. Yes, I’m still sweating profusely, and some parts of my body hurt like hell … but only dead things don’t move. I’m still moving.

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