My first serious lessons came when I was around 7 or 8 years old. My sister, who was about 10 or 11, and I were walking to the store together.

On the way there a neighborhood boy, who was a bully, tried to hit us with his bike. We both jumped apart to avoid being hit and being off balance we both fell down and scraped our hands and knees.

After wiping off our hands and knees, my sister and I grabbed hands with out even thinking about it. No words were said, but we both focused on knocking that mean boy off his bike.

We both began to chant "we hope you fall and hurt yourself" and we pushed that thought with the energy that came from linking our hands.

The boy fell. We were so tickled, we were laughing out loud. It really felt good that we had gotten even with this boy finally.

My number one lesson was just about to be learned by me in a very unmistakable way.

It really scared that boy because when he looked back at us, he realized that we were focused on him and laughing at what we had done. He understood as only a child can that we caused his fall. He looked so panicked and very afraid. He wasn't afraid because of the fall, but he was afraid of us.

It really dawned on me that we had actually hurt someone and I started to feel guilty. I couldn't have told you why I felt such guilt, but I knew what we had done was wrong even if I didn't understand why as a child.

My sister and I parted hands and broke the link of energy.

This was my first experience with "knowing" or "understanding" that I did not like to feel guilty and bad ..

Being a child, I went on to other things, but I began to notice how it made me feel. A serious life lesson in what my personal views of bad or good were.

I soon learned that if I built an energy ball and placed my hands near a bird that had fallen from it's nest or if it was hurt that the bird would stay in or near my hands very calmly.

I had no idea at that time that I was projecting calm and concern for the poor wee bird. I just knew that the energy from my hands transmitted something good to the bird.

I was able to either take the creature home or return it to it's nest. Needless to say my family were not overly thrilled with the critters I practiced this on, since some of them came home with me.

I also learned that my cat enjoyed playing with me while I created balls of energy. She could follow what I did with the energy and could feel it too. While playing with her I discovered that I could pet her with out actually putting my hands on her body. I simply built the energy and then put my hands above the cats back and stroked in a petting motion. Sometimes I could move the fur and the cat sure seemed to enjoy this. I was slowly learning that when I shared this energy with animals, that we formed some sort of bond. As a child this was a wonderful toy and one I practiced as often as I could. As an adult I still do this when ever I get a chance.

As I grew and became a teenager I learned to use the energy I created between my hands, to act as a magnet to draw other peoples illness and pain out of them.

Of course being a teen I romanticized healing and thought I just had to experience the pain to be able to help the person in question. So I brought other people's illness and pain through the energy in my hands into me. I did that to remove the pain or illness from the person in need.

I really made myself quite ill more than once before I learned another method.

I had no teachers or people who were knowledgeable enough to teach me much more then the ball of energy.

I had advanced in different ways than my family members who also had gifts.

I was also a teen and not really open to talking to my elders or family by then either. Teen years can be very tough when it comes to sharing or talking about what is important to you, especially when no one around you seems to get it.

In my young mind I though it was heroic to "feel" the pain of others and I thought that being empathetic, was romantic and very close to being a martyr. I guess I was really into the drama back then.

At about 16 I learned from a passing teacher that empathy is a wonderful tool but it can be devastating too and that cleansing away residues was so very very important.

I met this first passing teacher while walking down the street. He was a young man (early 20's I think) who just walked up to me and told me that he could "feel" the power emanating from me.

Now if that doesn't get a young girls attention, I don't know what would. I was thrilled that someone could see it. He sat and talked to me and he was amazed that I knew so little but could do so much.

So my first short crash course began. He spent about 2 weeks teaching me many things. He showed me things using what I thought was shared energy. He could draw pictures with energy (at least that is what I thought at that time).

He taught me some very important basics. He showed me the dark and the light of energy and explained that it was actually neutral but could become either dark or light with intent.(meaning helpful or harmful)

He taught me that raising power could be for more than healing and that it could be corrupted as well. Just as people could.

He actually took me on guided visions, but at the time I didn't even realize what that was.

He also told me he would only be with me for a very short time and that I would be on my own once he was gone.

"Oh how romantic" I thought, two ships in the night and all of that. True to his word he was gone just as quickly as he came.

I actually went in search of teachers after he left. I found that many were willing to share bits and pieces but most of what I learned just didn't fit or feel like it was for me.

I had my first experience with Ritual Magic, and it wasn't through those that you would want your child to learn from either.

I then found someone to educate me in the beginning ways of Tantric Magic.

It was all fun and games at that time. Some how though, most of what I learned never quite filled the need of what I was searching for.

I studied with some Native Americans. That was much closer in feeling right, but I was still just a white eyes to many of them and that didn't make me want to stay for very long there. Then it was off to a Buddhist temple and so on.

I began to study religions and practices and that kept me very busy for a long time.

I learned that many cultures, religions and practices shared a few common bonds but were corrupted by a few people who were hungry for power and slowly lights came on in my head and I realized that what I saw as power was knowledge, not the ability to manipulate others into doing my bidding.

When I sat and thought about what I had learned I realized that I had also learned from some of the others about spirituality. I had actually begun to incorporate my own beliefs along with herbs and plants into my ways. It was natural and right and it was the first actual awareness of the starting point of the path I walk now.

I began to read many books. Most of those were put out by hermetic societies, covens and secretive groupes and I began to learn about the balances.
I then began to put words to what I did.

I continued my searches of the occult and in back alley book shops for more and more information.

I finally began to met other healers of varied walks. From those wonderful people I finally learned that I could "feed" the energy created in between my hands into a persons body and have it follow the natural flows and body channels to move the energy to where it was needed.

I then learned that I could show a person how to break up problems in their own bodies by using their own energy that they created when used as a directed medium.

Once I learned to feed energy into another and not pull it into me, I found that I only needed to use the ability to "feel the persons pain" as a guide to find the problem with in a person's body.

It was sort of like watching TV, or maybe being an observer. I found that I did not need to get lost in a persons pain while trying to eliminate it or while teaching them how to dispell it themselves.

I then became aware that even though I could build this energy in my hands, that it actually came from out side of me.

That when called upon, this energy could pass through me as if I were a conduit. It made me look out from myself and really realize that all things had energy and that what I could do was tap into and focus that energy. I began touching everything to feel the energy there. As I awoke to enrgy in all things I began to notice the seasons and cycles in everything too and a new adventure and a new learning experience was under way.

It was suring this time that I learned that I can not heal all things nor am I supposed to....... I realized that there is a balance in all things and a cycle for all things as well. My perspectives began to shift to what they are now.

I realized that for me to think I could go out and heal the world was really very egocentric of me. Ego had no place in healing nor in service to others.

There is much more, but for now I will stop here. I will leave this as a basic story line that I hope some of you can relate to.

I hope this will encourage others to share your basic healing methods and tell us all your story.

I think that the more who share what and how they learned here will help many new and future healers see that they are not alone and that we all had to start someplace and that we all blew it before we got really good at our arts.

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Blessings,
froggy