Those reiki types

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I am almost certain I was surreptitiously lumped in with "those reiki types" the other day. *laughing*

It completely offended my sensibilities since I knew what he meant. *grin* He meant those woo-woo airy fairy goddessey types who seem to float past. Whose healing modalities are grounded in .....what? We aren't sure. Universal love and light?

Irregardless of what a "reiki type" is in actuality, I am pretty sure this is what he meant. And I knew he didn't particularly like those types -- at least so far. *sigh*

I think I share a couple of viewpoints with my gentle friend, ones we could probably improve. We all have them, but he pokes on mine like an acupuncturist who knows just the right spot. You see, I was truly offended to be a "reiki type" -- at least by my gentle friend's definition whatever it was.

Maybe I was so offended to be a "reiki" type because it is true. Or maybe because it takes so little training to start doing reiki, but I think it takes more guidance for most people.

Or maybe it was because the implication was that the method was ungrounded, unreliable, and kind of woo woo. A bit flaky. Or maybe pretentious. And as much as I sometimes feel this describes "those reiki types," I've come to know that it is not universally true. And all of them can teach me something important -- some will teach me what to do, and others will teach me what not to do.

So I've learned another thing from my gentle friend -- I've learned just how opinionated I am about "those reiki types" and about how much I can learn from those same people. And I've remembered how valuable and precious they are just like all human beings.

The most ironic part of all this is that I was a reiki healer for several years. So yes, I am one of those reiki types, just maybe not in the way I think I am.

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