Distance Healing Following the Virginia Tech Shootings

Remember the shootings at Virginia Tech on April 16, 2007?  I don't watch the news.  Ever.  And I only barely skim the newspapers.  But on that day, I felt overwhelmed.  I felt sick.  I felt weak.  When my husband got home I said "Has something big happened somewhere in the world?  Some natural disaster?  An earthquake?  A tornado?  Flood?"  He said "Um, well...there was a mass shooting at a college."  I don't know how I sometimes feel when something has gone amiss in the universe, but sometimes I do.

During Catrina, again I didn't know what was going on and I began retaining fluid like I had never in my life experienced.  I couldn't even get shoes on.  I didn't understand what was happening until a healer told me that it was happening to him too and it had to do with taking on the extra water.  Weird.  Yeah.  I hear ya.

So I continued to not watch the news during the onslaught of images and stories that came out over the course of the days and weeks that followed the V Tech Shooting.  But I continued to feel awful.  I was pale and weak.  I told a friend it felt like I had had a bad period or something and had lost too much blood.  I was feeling what some of the victims felt as their life blood drained away.  One day, one of my intuitive friends stopped by with two large bottles of very red juice.  She said she was at the store and it seemed she was supposed to buy them for me, to replace lost fluid and to symbolized the lost blood I was feeling.  It took me a few weeks to snap back out of it.  And that's WITH AVOIDING all news on the topic.  It was enough to know something bad happened, I don't need to steep my every waking moment in the details of bad news.  It is really really bad for the immune system.

During that time, I was in email contact with a healer and ghost buster from the Seattle area.  Recently I found her email to me.  Our interaction took place in early May, just two weeks after the shootings.  So obviously, I was still struggling with it even then.  Here was what she had to say:

I'm glad to hear from you but I'm sorry for your present pain.  I understand what you felt for the VA Tech students.  I was lucky that I could remain somewhat removed.  I think I'm learning not to go too deeply into the pain in my mind because then it is the same as experiencing it directly.  I also knew that this event was meant to be.  All I could do was pray for and forgive the shooter and ask that he be helped on the other side.  I also sent blessings and prayed for the students and families and anyone involved that fateful day.  I think that they received a lot of assistance from everyone but naturally they will be years recovering.

I can still be overcome with others' sadness when I'm working with souls but not as often as I used to.  Although I know they suffer, it doesn't always do them any good if I get caught up in the emotions.  It can also cloud my thinking processes when I'm trying to work with them, but as a psychic I think I will always be compassionate as you will be.  It's in your nature.

You are doing the right thing by disconnecting from the constant barrage of bad news.  I watch it maybe once a week at the most.  Ironically, it always seems to be the same thing.  New people learning the same lessons.

I would agree with your friend that your heath problem is karmic in nature.  You are most likely experiencing the ongoing effect of some damage to your body that originated in another life time.  Continue to see your doctor and care for yourself with great gentleness and love.  When your body is stressed use what makes sense to bring comfort and healing.

I did a visitation and healing tonight with the angels.  I noticed some red energy on the back of your head and it was gone after the healing.  I also saw a picture of you working with beads - like you were making jewelry. I noticed the beads were calming colors (blue, beige, green), nothing gaudy or bright.  The colors were healing for you and the beading was meditative.

Something else I remember about this time is that I dreamed about the shooter, even though I had not been watching or reading anything about it.  You would be amazed at what you overhear in grocery stores or in any public place.  It was all anyone was talking about.  And of course there was much anger and harsh feelings directed toward the shooter.  Somehow, I sensed, there was a pain so deep that what he did was an expression of that pain and illness.  I've oddly always been able to empathize with perpetrators.  I have no idea why.  Perhaps it comes from having a mentally ill son, and some other family members with mental illness.

Anyway, in this dream I was comforting him.  He was in agony.  Oddly, he had no face.  It wasn't disfigured, it was just a blank space.  I placed his face back on.  Yes, that sounds odd, but it was like I picked up a mask that was his face, sort of like those old comedy/tragedy masks, only this one was really his face.  I held him and I placed his face back on.  I forgave him and I helped him cross over into peace.  That was the dream.  Later, a friend would tell me a little of his background, and the nature of some of the injuries of a few victims, and how his loss of identity and the ways in which he wounded others to rob their identity fit this dream.  She was at least supportive of offering him peace and forgiveness.  He was in agony.  As a mother, there was nothing else I could do.  In whatever dream space I was in, I could not be angry.  I could only pass him into more loving arms for whatever was next for him.