August 17, 2009

Something strange happened in my class the last couple of days. Someone kept pulling on my towel. Someone not there.

Now, I have had Reiki classes where ‘people’ have come in and played some mischief. But those were energy classes. I don’t expect this to happen in a massage class.

One of my student’s name was Jim. Bit for some reason I wanted to call him Mike, or Mikey. Now, when I move from table to table, I carry a towel to wipe my hands on. When I was looking at what Jim was doing, I would feel a tugging on my towel.

I kept looking around to see where I was catching it on something, but in most cases, there was nothing there. It was driving me crazy. Ok, crazier.

Finally, it all became clear. Someone was visiting, and they just wanted to play. And that was all it was.