When I first learnt QT I wanted to take it to the world! Taran was just a tot and I've since had Aiyana, so the practicalities of teaching overseas meant my focus had to be in the UK for a while. But this has been my second trip to Sweden with possibly a third happening in September. As I was flying home last time I remember thinking 'ok I can now survive without my kids for a few days, now I'm open to more invitations.' When I got home and checked my email there was an invitation – to Cleethorpes!
So why Sweden? I'm not sure myself; I had no connection with Sweden other than having a few heart flutters watching Swedish twins play for a local ice-hockey team! (hope Conrad doesn't read this!) I also remember when I was 12 writing a list of desires for life - sadly the only one I remember was to visit Scandinavia, and I wasn't even an ABBA fan. If only I'd kept that list, it would be interesting to see how many ticks I could now make.
Before my first trip to Sweden I had been slightly concerned as to whether the students would be able to understand my English (Yorkshire), as it happened their English was very good and I tried my best too! But most things on a healing workshop go beyond language, when I work with healing I usually work with images, with knowingness and emotion, I feel what is needed, and although words are powerful they are often unnecessary.
When I teach I generally let the students get on with what I have shared with them, but occasionally I can't help but join in. This weekend with one of the Swedish participants, I joined in the group work just as an emotional release happened. I had checked the group and all seemed fine so I turned to walk away, then without thinking I turned back and decided to join in, as if I had known that the tears were on their way. I placed my hands on her as two students were also doing and soon I had an image of her tears falling into a Lake, as if there had been many tears before these ones. I then saw the most beautiful golden tree growing out of the lake, so majestic it took my breath away. I shared my vision with the person being worked on and she understood it's meaning. I then had an image of this lady leading a procession, bugle in hand with the very clear message 'It's time to blow your own trumpet!' again it made sense.
Before I left the group I had a desire to kiss this now peaceful lady on the top of her head, not something done in normal practice or something on the QT syllabus! But I knew if I didn't do it I'd be thinking of it later. So I did. A simple kiss from a stranger from another land, but she and I both knew that this was a kiss from spirit, from her loved ones. We also both knew that the two of us had made a connection, and even if we never see each other again (though I know we will) we touched each other at the soul level and felt gratitude for that. You don't need words when you can work from your heart.
This story initiates a memory from another recent QT class, again I was walking away from a group of students when without really thinking I decided to join in and I placed my hands on the person receiving the QT. Instantly one of the other students looked at me in shock, she almost jumped to see me there. Apparently she had just mentally asked for an extra pair if hands, and within a second my hands were there! Again the spoken word was unnecessary!
And so I look out towards the clouds, now shimmering in sunlight, and I marvel at the miracle of this huge machine and it's contents being suspended in the sky. I scan the faces of the other passengers, all busy reading, talking, listening to music, snoozing and I wonder their reasons for this flight. If they have touched even a fraction of the magic and love that my journey has offered me, they will know that they are blessed.