Friday, June 10, 2011
My husband and I recently watched the 1990 movie, Ghost. I LOVED that movie when I saw it. It was really interesting to watch it again through different eyes. At the time when I first saw it, I had not yet become aware of any of my psychic gifts, so it was just a romantic movie with a new and interesting theme.
A couple of things caught my attention this time. One, that there was only the stereotypical polarity of good ghosts and evil ghosts, light and shadow, angels and demons, Heaven and Hell. My limited exposures to date have shown me or given me the impression that there are lots of shades of gray. Polarities are more of a human construct, often based in religious dogma.
The other aspect of interest was that of channeling. At one point in the movie, an anxious spirit, who wishes not to have his place "in line" taken, who is eager to speak to his living wife, dives into Whoopie Goldberg's medium character and speaks through her to his wife. Her voice becomes his voice. He sees using her eyes, he feels firm and physical inside Whoopie's body. When he jumps out, he is weakened and it takes him time to recover. Later in the movie, Whoopie offers to allow Patrick Swayze to enter her body (and really, who wouldn't?) in order to physically touch Demi Moore before he crosses over. He just wants one more time to be able to feel the contact between them. And again, this process weakens the spirit.
I have never willingly or voluntarily channeled. Not that I'm against it, per se, but I don't have any reason to do it and it just never came up. And I've watched too many movies and read too much misinformation. But it HAS happened a couple of times involuntarily (like in this movie where Orlando just jumps in impatiently). On a couple of occasions, when I was doing energy work on someone I didn't know and was actually a little put off by the process because I'm slow-to-adapt to touching strangers.
How it happened or how I came to interpret it was like this: I was holding the head of the client, trying to get myself out of my head and just let universal love and healing flow as was to the highest good for the client when I had flash images of a mother or maternal figure and such an overwhelming love for this person (who I didn't know) flow through me that it took me completely by storm. I was trying to sniff and hide the fact that it was making me cry. It is a love that is hard to explain except that of a mother for her child. I had the sensation that someone who loved this person I was touching had slipped in and slipped into my hands like putting on a pair of dish gloves so that for a brief moment, they were touching their loved one again. And the love and emotion they experienced ran through my emotion. During such times, I have asked if they have a mother or mother figure who had passed. The answer is always yes. It will be a mother, a dear grandmother who raised them like a mother, or a guardian who cared for them like a mother. One such time, the word "Babushka" kept going through my mind. I thought at the time, that it was a term of endearment for my client. I later found out it was a foreign word for "grandmother" and his grandmother was like a mother to him, had died, and was from the country where this word means "grandmother".
The converse is true in my experience. Personally, I am the one who was drained by the experience, rather than the spirit. Well, I don't know if the spirit was drained. My impression was that channeling drew energy from me. I may end up with a headache or so hungry and exhausted that when I go home I go straight to bed and it could take me two or three days to shake off feeling sluggish. In no way, on any such occasion, was it every my impression that the spirit intended any harm to me, or had any understanding that it would cause me ill effect. They don't seem to know how it works either. They are driven by great love to act and it happens before they think. The same way that any of us might do if we had one last chance to touch someone we dearly loved. And because it seems to be so draining, it isn't something I have ever pursued as something I would want to do deliberately. I'm sure some people do it well, and that there are ways to learn how to do it safely, but I think the need for that is rare, and spontaneous. It is less taxing to communicate a message across in words. But if it was me, and it was my loved one, and I could jump in for a moment, I would do it, wouldn't you? So I have total empathy for why and how it happens. And I feel blessed that I was able to be a channel, a vessel, a medium between the living and the dead to convey love and comfort. I just don't plan to make a conscious habit of it.