A Vulnerable Share for My First Blog Post
I began my Reiki journey earlier this year when I was attuned to Reiki 1.
Well, I suppose that’s not entirely true. My curiosity about Reiki actually began about three years ago, when I first started exploring holistic and alternative medicine. I delved into modalitites such as herbalism, naturopathy, aromatherapy, and eventually into more “unusual” modalities like kinesiology and energy healing, including Reiki.
At the time, I had a friend deeply involved in astrology who I saw as a bit of a spiritual authority. She told me that Reiki uses demonic symbols.
Growing up Christian, fear of the devil and demons had been embedded into me from a very young age. I had learnt about the book of Revelations before I even knew my two-times-tables. Hearing that Reiki might have a connection to anything “dark” was enough to completely shut down my curiosity – or so I thought.
But Reiki kept finding its way back into my awareness. I’d think about it, read about it, hear about it – until I just couldn’t ignore it anymore. The deeper I went into the holistic and spiritual world, the stronger the pull became.
The Leap
Earlier this year, I booked an Akashic Records reading. Without going into detail, the reader told me that I had a strong natural affinity as a healer. I’d heard this before – in other readings, through personal insight, and from a personal conviction that healing was part of my path.
So, I finally decided to take the leap and enrol in Reiki 1.
What I didn’t know at the time is that in Reiki 1, you aren’t actually taught any symbols. The Reiki Master attunes you with them, but you don’t use or even learn the symbols yourself. This confused me – if the symbols were supposedly “demonic,” how could Reiki 1 involve anything harmful when I wasn’t even aware of them?
Still, some of that fear lingered. I’ll admit, when I first began offering Reiki professionally, I had doubts niggling at the edges of my mind. I was part of an energy healing subreddit where discussions about the potential “dangers” of Reiki symbols were common. I found myself questioning whether I’d made the right decision… but something inside urged me to continue anyway.
The First Session
My first professional client came to me struggling with depression. From lived experience, I know depression can be a liar – whispering feelings of worthlessness, aloneness, and disconnection. I could sense this heaviness in his energy.
I didn’t expect anything dramatic to happen during the session, but I trusted that Reiki always works for the highest good.
I placed my hands on his head and prayed:
“Held by the Creator,
Protected by Archangel Michael,
Healed by Jesus,
Guided by our Higher Selves.”
And then, I wept.
Not from sadness, or even empathy. But from an overwhelming wave of pure love.
It felt as though love was pouring through me – from Jesus, from God, from the Universe, from myself – all merging into one radiant current. It was unlike anything I’d ever experienced before.
The Second Experience
A few weeks later, on a regular, mundane, day, I was walking shift at work through a plain white, average corridor. I suddenly felt that same overwhelming sense of love, but this time it brought with it an undeniable sense of unity.
For a few seconds, I knew – with every fibre of my being – that every soul in that corridor, every being in this world, was connected. One consciousness, one light, one love.
The moment only lasted a few seconds, but it changed something in me permanently.
What I Now Know
Those experiences completely shifted my understanding of Reiki.
I now know, with absolute certainty, that Reiki is pure love and pure light. And love can never harm.
Every day, my belief in this deepens through new experiences, teachings, and realisations. My love for this beautiful healing modality continues to grow, not from “theory”, or what “should” be, but from direct experience of divine love flowing through it.
With love and light,
Marina xx