The decision was made, and I called several contact numbers, but one call led me to the person who was chosen by my heavenly guardians to assist me to find myself again. Calling her, her voice invited me, and I found myself starting on a forty-five-minute drive from a smog filled little spot within the Western Cape to the coast, where the air simply felt ‘clean.’

Taking my SUV and sitting on the National Road, passing a surprisingly massive size, of what we know as a squatter camp, an area where people found ‘how to’ live with what they were allowed, cheek by jowl, often in harmony but often not. But it is home, some fenced and some not, but dirt always being tossed ‘outside’ their own spaces. I wondered if they ever thought about the EARTH beyond their ten square meter space, and could they ever consider the EARTH. Driving along and losing the squatter camp and I settled into enjoying the sprawling farmlands. I found my left turn, and then the majestic sight of an amazing Table Mountain, loud and proud, dressed in a blue-grey vision.

The sight allowed me to say ‘WOW’ out loud and I smiled. A road side board saying “watch out for falling branches.” Not having seen a tree along my drive, as the area is obviously used for grain farming, I frowned. However, taking the bend and there it was. A two-kilometres of perfectly wind-blown canopy of trees. I entered it and the world did not exist. Then a stop street broke the magic of driving through those ancient tree line. I took my time at that stop street, wondering who might have planted those trees. A honk behind me, and I was back in the present.

My journey took me straight across this massive intersection, a right turn and I felt like I truly left ‘a world’ behind as I drove into the world of beauty of the northern regions of our country. Left and I again drive into the face of our Majestic Table Mountain, but this time, a view from across the harbour, with the city as a backdrop. It felt like I was looking ‘into’ our mother city, but outside of the hustle, and bustle of our mother city itself, my journey is straight ahead.

A peep on my tracker indicated that I have arrived. I came to a dead stop in the middle of the street, because right in front of me was the ocean, calm, flat and breath taking, I slowly rolled forward and parked my vehicle. I turn to look at the home I am about to enter, my welcoming view was an ancient gnarled and twisted trunk of a very familiar childhood tree. A tree which boasted a tiny white flower which eventually delivered a little purple berry. As children we ate the berries and without regard whether it was poisonous or not. However, we were very aware of our ever ‘guarding’ granny allowed it, and so it had to be good to eat. This tree has a very personalised smell, a tree of which there were many on the boundary of the home I grew up in known as Green Patch. I suddenly felt at home and allowed all, looking up I saw a happy smiling purple haired lady welcoming me with open arms, and I no longer ‘wondered’ about what was to follow.

Despite the little Jack Russel barking at my heels, welcoming me, I paid no attention to his wagging tail. I embraced my climb up an outside flight of stairs which led to ‘her’ space. First we stopped to touch the leaves and a chat around that welcoming ancient tree’s branches taking in its embrace.

Walking through her beach décor home, surrounded with big windows, which allowed one to see and enjoy the ocean, calmed me even more – she led me into a fairly small room, with two comfortable chairs a bed and a table with a candle and two piles of ‘cards.’ Not my ‘thing’ but it is what it is, I thought. The walls decorated with narrow shelves which showcased more candles and gemstones and things I did not find time to take in.

We sat down, and she kicked off her shoes and I followed, not sure why, but I did. She picked up the smaller of the two decks of cards and held them softly, mixing them slightly as she asked the questions and I spoke, she just held the cards gently as she asked a few more questions and I answered. Here I need to admit, that I was not trusting much just yet. However, I needed to know why my knowledge as I put it ‘From GOD’ continues to have stumbling blocks and often of such magnitude, that it is always hindered to a point of collapse and suffering long term delays.

I wondered if I could be ‘cursed’ as somebody once implied, and she laughed. ‘If you were cursed, this room will be filled with very “messy, stuff, but the room around you is clear,” swinging her arms around the room. She smiles, and says “you are not cursed, but yes, there is ‘something’, so let’s find it.” She then very forcefully places a card on the table, and it says ‘DECISION’ at the top of it. As we spoke, she kept touching the cards and often forcefully moving it around but surely toward me. We speak and she mentions an Angel being present. Time flew by as I got more comfortable with her, my REIKI MASTER. Yes, I said it, she suddenly became that ‘person’ to me, and I did not want to have secrets with her. So, all was laid bare. . .

Finally, she picked up the second deck of cards and this time mixed them up a lot more than what she did the first deck. She placed three more cards onto the table, and it surprised her, especially the final card – Her analysis of the card surprised me, as I was always under the impression that I had an older lady ‘watching’ over me from the other world. This time she finds a man and for the love of me, days later, I cannot imagine that any man I ever encountered on EARTH could care enough to ‘watch’ over me. So, what have I missed and failed to enjoy? There is also a man in our current world, who is ‘caring’ over me, which we know.

What was revealed, was not surprising to me. We allow too much of the ‘noise’ of daily life which allows us not to ‘feel’ and ‘experience’ what we could be about. To me we are energy forces, who can only work at its maximum, if we focus on ‘steering’ our energy in the right direction –

But, the noise of the world, allows for heavy ‘clouds’ to settle about us, to levels it gets to weigh us down and it does not allow us to live our fullest potential as designed by GOD and most importantly, it allows us not to hear GOD. Then we have ‘those chosen ‘ones’ to help us and for me, it is my newly found REIKI MASTER.

After, hearing her explain what the three cards together with the first card actually means to me, which is still being digested three days later, I start to feel ‘ok of thought.’ As I said, still digesting. It was eye opening as to how we manage to brush over issues of life, aside without fully realising the deep hurt or deep emotional upset we are truly experiencing. We go about managing life’s issues and events. We put ‘things’ off to manage it ‘later’ as life moves on. And we never get back to ‘managing’ those issues or events, because we run by the rule of ‘life must go on.’ But it is due to such behaviours we continue to ‘harm’ our magic world of ‘energy.’ All of these dismissive behaviours, subconsciously create debris within our little eight level energy fields, which we were gifted with. Silly us.

Reiki is what we can use to ‘clean out’ our energy fields our ‘atmosphere.’ Back with my REIKI MASTER, and she asked me to stretch out on the ‘bed’ and to relax, as she started on her ‘ritual’ of healing. The experience was surprising, my body turned ‘red’ with absorbing the energy channelled through MY REIKI MASTER, to start my healing journey.

Arriving home, a friend who saw my struggles over the past few months of creating our ‘next’, could not believe my ‘lift’ not just in my voice or my step but the light radiating in my face. The ‘Light’ was present still the next day at the office, every person walking into the office, said ‘Gosh you look so much brighter’ I just smiled. Lighting a candle, which will be burning in our office from now onward on a daily basis, allowing me and those interested to focus on the light and accepting that the ‘dark’ of those issues in our Shadows, gets to understand that the dark cannot survive in the light. Allowing us to focus our energy to keep my light burning bright, with the help of MY REIKI MASTER, going forward. I am sure I will win this battle of delayed actions and activities and events and of thoughts offered to me by GOD to achieve and deliver during my stay on EARTH.

A final word, I THANK THE ANGELS MICHAEL AND RAPHAEL AND ONE OTHER, I CANNOT REMEMBER HIS NAME, WHO CAME THROUGH FIRST TO ASSIST ME – for their attention to my need to fix my world as GOD intended me to be – I KNOW, that they collaborated with me all through that evening’s sleep, and the days that followed, until my or their light visibly faded.