People tend to forget that I have to hold their hands at the beginning of every reading: it’s an incredibly intimate moment. Some hands are slim and dainty, others are large and rough, others hold tremendous power, while others lie limp and dispirited. You can tell a lot about people from their hands, they tell a sweet brief biography of the person through skin, bone, heat and sweat.

Once I hold their hands, denoting that they are open and willing, I establish the connection that will allow me to heal them. (This sounds odd to me even as I tell it because I have never once considered becoming a healer in all my life before I did this–I also never trained for this: the healing just comes through me as if I was born with this power and it just needed to be activated at just the right time.)

As soon as we begin, the guide of the person takes over: they begin speaking and I try my best to translate it into the very limited English language. The guides could be said to have dominant female or male energies, they tend to have different accents, and they always approach my client in a way uniquely suited to them.

There is no other person in the world who knows how to comfort you and challenge you quite like your guide. They knowthe  labyrinths you constructed in your mind better than you do and will awaken all unconscious negative patterning with a quick snap of their fingers.

The guide will proceed, in their own way, to go over the seven aspects of a persons  life that are most pertinent to their well being–and these correspond with the seven chakras which are–spiritual, mental, expressive, emotional, physical, sexual, and communal.

(I have already covered the significance of the chakras in previous posts so I won’t get into that here, so, to continue…)

What comes next is a roller coaster ride of healing emotion, wisdom, and powerful self-transformation. There is not one person who does not leave the experience completely transformed: they leave feeling inspired, empowered, healed, confident, and determined. There is no person that does not leave the experience having felt just as if a little miracle has happened just for them.

We live in an age of cynicism, of fear,of hate, of boredom, and of apathy, but my job allows me to intervene in people’s lives and give them a jolt of high-powered love, healing, wellness, and peace, which is sorely needed.And what is more pertinent: the person gets the message that who they are matters, and that all they have felt and known to be true in their heart is in fact true, and they can stop the suffering of being a lie, and instead take up the mantle of the person they were always meant to be.

Afterwards

After the reading, it is not uncommon that I encounter my client exhibiting a beaming smile, or in the midst of an uncontrollable fit of laughter and jubilation, or with healing tears of release flowing down their sweet cheeks. They are relieved, relaxed, glowing even.

They report to me that they feel really good inside and they will hug me and thank me and tell me that they love me (many of these people are complete strangers, mind you.)

When I leave them, I notice that they are totally lost in thought, ruminating over what has just been said to them by their angel and amazed at the realness of what just happened. Some of them will immediately refer me to their spouses or significant others, family, or friends–they will deeply desire for others to experience the same miracle, too.

Meanwhile, I go back home, and will lay down for a moment, imagining myself looking into the expansive universe, marveling at the beauty of it all. Astounded by the love, the healing, the miracles. Amazed by the grace, the perfection, the softness…

People forget that I hold their hands at the beginning of each healing.

People forget that I am human, too.

People forget that the event they are witnessing is witnessed by me too, and I am often overwhelmed.

Not all reactions to my gift are postive, and people forget that too: I often get reactions from people as if I am going door to door attempting to “convert ” people, and I even get the sense that some people just view me as a “snake oil salesman”(although if I was a salesman I would have picked something easier to sell than “oh hey I don’t know you  and we never met before, but your angel wants to speak with you”), and I warrant that these are fair reactions.

“Fair” in a sense that they are typical. They constitute the type of reaction one “ought” to have as modern free thinking citizen of these United States. General cynisism, skepticism, and suspicion is “in vogue” at the moment and the idea that you, on your own, could intutively trust your own inner knowing and come to the conclusion of your own volition that a person who says he speaks to Angels is in fact speaking the truth and that this truth changes everything–would make you appear out of fashion, and therefore odd and unacceptable.

What passes as a healthy skepticism these days is really, at its root, a stubborn lack of openness–based on, what else but, fear. If we root our world in love then nothing, true or false, could ever knock us down. Therefore we must ask ourselves: why deny ourselves an experience that might expand, grow, and challenge us unless what we truly fear at our core is the very dissolution of ourselves?

Aren’t you made of stronger stuff? Shouldn’t you be able to withstand anything? Certainly you can withstand the beauty, the healing force, of gods love?

Not too long ago I was criticized by some of becoming too preachy– now, no doubt, there is some truth to this, especially now, as much of my work has leaned deeper and deeper toward the spiritual.

But I do find this criticism unfair at some level: never have I ever sought to force my beliefs down anybody’s throat, nor condemned an individual to hell for disagreeing with me. I am not in the habit of condemning anyone, nor of disrespecting someone’s right to freedom of will.

I love all and welcome all, whatever path they choose to take. But so long as I have a life I will speak my mind so as to profit human people’s. So as to challenge them. So as to be of service to them.

I speak with unconditional love and with no hateful word toward anyone. I speak to encourage everyone to be themselves, follow the path within, and to not rely on me for guidance.

If I am a preacher what a terrible preacher I must be to tell people to follow the commandments in their souls, not my own, and to leave the pews of my church and explore the heavenly mass within their hearts.

What a terrible preacher I am to call for an empty church but a full heart.

That is all.

Much love,

Ollin